Before It's too Late
Dragonlots aka Dana Bell
Chapter 12 : Galen
Looking back, I've always been a maverick. First there was that business about reporting the Minbari attack on that Earth ship. I suppose I shouldn't have been so helpful, but I couldn't help myself.
Then, there was that pilot I rescued, Matthew Gideon. Little did I know at the time that our paths would cross again and that I would aid him on the most important search in the history of the galaxy, a cure for the Drak plague dropped on Earth at the end of the Shadow War.
Of course, I did all this over the objections of those who thought they knew better. They thought hiding during that war was the answer. That our powers would be corrupted and used in manners we would not find acceptable. That we needed to allow the younger races to fend for themselves.
What foolish arrogance.
And I mustn't forget the warning I tried to give to President John Sheridan about the future Centauri ruler and Earth's fate. I didn't agree with his decision and interpretation of my words, but I've learned that humans don't always act logically even when forewarned.
Little did I know of those inside our ranks who felt as I did and acted in accordance with their desires. Whether for good or ill, who is to say?
I'm sure history will judge us. Though exactly whose history, well, that is yet to be determined.
Won't it be ever so amusing to find out?
Reference for this section: Crusade, the series and The Lost Years.
