A Ship

Eleven years ago this ship had sprung to life from the cries of an infant. As it lifted off it protected the infant from harm and destroyed every piece of biological life surrounding him. He was Born of Water, twin to Monster Slayer. The child of Sun Father and Changing Woman. They who were.

Many lifetimes these two had shared, many lives before they came to this their current incarnation. They had been through so much, so many times. This though was the incarnation the universe had waited for. Soon the war would rage. The war for life.

In its own way the ship was sentient, it had no feelings on the matter. It knew its purpose and followed that purpose. The child Born of Water in its cries had told the ship everything it needed to know. Monster Slayer had been hidden away, Sun Father had been hidden away. Soon the time would come when Born of Water would join Monster Slayer and Sun Father would rejoin Changing Woman.

The prophecy was coming to fruition. It flies itself to the meeting point. It's beacon echoing through the stillness of the Universe calling on those who created it to come. The final battle was upon them. In due time another ship appears, it connects to the beacon ship changing the configuration.

A female form slips from the new ship into the beacon ship. The beacon ship has the genetic information that she requires. It will give her the reborn form of They who are. She will know them when she sees their eyes.

She pulls up the main screen and reads the scan the ship made of the infant. She manipulates the genetic information and separates it. Soon two faces appear side by side one decidedly male, the other soft and feminine. As she looks at the red hair, she smiles.

Yes, that has merit, than she looks in the eyes. It is them. She lets out a holler of happiness. Her old friends are together again. Their love truly has outlasted the sands of time. The only question she has is will they remember? Will they be able to remember who they were?

If they can remember, then this will really be the final battle, if they don't the wars will continue, the fight to keep these the humans alive will continue. She's lost count of how many times they have had these battles, lost count the number of planets they have lost to the Hive.

She looks upon the face of her dearest friends. Friends bound to live over and over again until they can remember. The last planet they fought for, they lost when he could not remember. The one before that, she couldn't remember. The fact that they now had over two thousand years of incarnations and could not remember was beginning to wear on her.

If they could remember he the Great Creator, God, The Great Spirit would end the wars. He would destroy the Hive and their ways. Leaving them alone in the Universe to follow his dictate. Be fruitful and multiply. They would have earned that which they had been seeking for millennia. Peace, prosperity and all that came with it. They would be able to be together, darkness would not find them anymore, because the darkness would be vanquished.

The Hive had captured their souls after the last battle, with the aide of rebel against the Hive, Sun Father had managed to escape. With the aid of another rebel years later Changing Woman had escaped and found refuge in the body of a dying soul.

It was all here written in the genetics of their son, and he most definitely was Born of Water. She scanned through the information the ship had gathered and was pleased that all was as it should be. She sighs in her happiness and lets off a quick prayer to the Great Creator that this time. They will remember.

She climbs from the seat and makes her way back to her ship to await the arrival of her Star Brothers. She needs to contain her emotions and her energy. It's been so long since they actively engaged the Hive in battle. She begins her meditation to begin remembering how the battles need to be fought.

As she recalls the battles she has fought, she doesn't feel the slight vibration of the ship. She doesn't hear the hiss as the doors open. She doesn't notice the body of the man as he enters the ship. They are beginning to arrive the Star People. Each one needing to see for themselves. Each one praying that this time they will remember.

A meditative state takes over the growing ship. This time they will succeed. They know that this time they will remember.