LOCATION: Babylon 5
AREA: Docking Bay.
Ivonava, Sheridan, Delenn and Garibaldi stood patiently in the ambassadorial docking birth awaiting the arrival Furling transport. They were soon surprised by the arrival of G'kar, Mollari and most surprising of all, ambassador Kosh.
'How did you find out about this?' Sheridan questioned.
'We have our sources' Mollari replied, 'in fact, I'm quite hurt you didn't inform us of the arrival of such an important ambassador!'
'We'll I'm not surprised to see you two here, but ambassador Kosh, I didn't think you'd be so interested' Sheridan continued.
'No' Kosh replied.
'So you're not interested?'
'Yes' Kosh stated, his iris closing to indicate the discussion was over.
A few moments later a floating horizontal ring that they designated as the Furling transport, floated into view. It settled directly in front of the group when Garibaldi's communicator chirped. 'What is it?' Garibaldi snapped.
'Sir, we are reading a massive energy buildup in the ambassadorial docks, it may be some kind of bomb!' the voice stated.
Garibaldi looked at the transport, he could now hear the build up of energy coming from it. It was too late, or so he thought. The ring appeared to open for a second but what happened next amazed everyone. Several rings materialized out of the opening and sped upwards to a height of two meters. The newly formed tube was made up of several rings each spaced at least five centimeters apart. Through the spaces a blinding flash of light erupted, and a second later the rings retracted into the opening. In their wake stood three of the strangest aliens any of them had ever seen.
'Greetings' the first alien stated as he stepped off the base ring 'I am Gailic, representative of the Furling High Coun…' Gailic froze as he noticed ambassador Kosh standing before him.
'I am sorry' the Ambassador stated as a powerful charge left the Ambassador's suit and struck Gailic and his companions.
'What the hell was that!' Sheridan shouted just as his communications link chirped to life
'We have a problem!' the voice shouted over the link. 'The Vorlons have exited hyperspace and are firing on the Furling ship!'
'Why?' Dalenn pleaded with Kosh.
'The Circle must be preserved' Kosh stated then turned and headed for his own ship.
Garibaldi ran to Gailic's position and placed his hand on the ambassadors throat 'I've got a pulse' he managed to shout back to the others before the 3 Furlings and himself disappeared in a flash of blinding light.
Outside the Station, the Orion 5 de-cloaked and extended its shields around the Furling ship. It then turned towards the attacking Vorlon fleet.
'This is Captain Darren of the Alterian Destroyer Orion 5, stand down your attack or we will be forced to destroy you!' Darren spoke confidently over the communications link.
'Sir they are ignoring us and continuing to fire' Rancor, the tactical officer stated. 'Our shields are spread pretty thin, we can't survive their assault for more than 13 minutes'
Darren knew what he had to do, unlike the Earth ships, the Vorlon vessels were biological and because of this their primary systems were spread universally across the ship. There would be no way to disable their ships short of destroying them, and this was the part he dreaded the most.
Darren closed his eyes and entered the cyberscape. Using his connection he launched 12 drones and fired them at the Vorlon ships. In seconds all that remained of the Vorlon fleet were broken husks, burnt flesh and leaking blood. Darren disconnected from the cyberscape and said a small prayer for the lives of the Vorlons he had just destroyed, and that's when he heard the cry. The voice of a thousand people screaming across space and then he found himself face to face with a Vorlon in his mind.
Who are you? Darren asked
Kosh
Why didn't your people just back off, we would have spared you!
The circle cannot be broken!
What circle?
This circle!
What does that mean?
You cannot enter this circle!
You mean your universe.
Why have you intervened!
We did not, the Furlings intervened and we are bound to protect them.
They cannot enter this circle!
There is nothing I can do, they are free and we are bound to them.
Shields
We cannot give them our shields.
Then leave
We can't
Then die!
With that Darren returned to his mind and he watched as a Vorlon vessel exited the station and headed straight for his ship.
'Don't do this!' Darren yelled over the com link, but there was no reply. The Vorlon ship was on a ramming course for the Orion 5, at maximum speed and there wasn't enough time to launch an attack drone.
The Vorlon vessel plowed into the shields causing them to shimmer and then finally blink out of existence. In the process the Vorlon ship had broken apart and the shards continued towards the Haul of the Orion 5. Where it impacted huge rents appeared, but nothing large enough to pierce her haul.
'Damage report' Darren ordered.
'Major structural damage to the outer haul, minor damage to the inner haul. She's going to need a couple hours in dry dock, but other than that she's faring quite well' Rancor reported.
'What about the Furlings?'
'Their ship took some minor damage before we got our shields around them, but they're better off then we are. As for our guests, med systems have completed their repairs and they should be good to go… One second, I'm reading a human life sign in one of the med tanks, he must have been holding on to one of the Furlings during transport.' Ethos reported.
'Rancor, get a security team, I want that human brought to my ready room immediately. What about the Vorlon, did we manage to transport him away before his ship collided?'
'We managed to recover him after the initial collision, he's going to need some time in the med tanks before we can interrogate him'
'Good, make sure you have his telepathy disabled, I don't want the rest of them to know he's still alive!'
LOCATION: Earth Dome
President Clark once again sat before his presidential cabinet. He had recently learned that the so called "Furlings" had decided to join the league and that Alterians were protecting them.
'Okay, lets say we ignore the whole Beta-Durani issue for the moment, we need to get ahold of Babylon 5 and with it access to the Furling and possible Alterian technologies!' Clark stated.
'We could declare Martial law, and with it the Babylon station will fall directly under you command' the secretary of state offered.
'But what if they refuse?' The inter-species liaison officer asked.
'Then we take it by force!' the Secretary stated proudly.
'That will be plan B' Clark smiled.
'Then what's plan A?' A general asked.
Just then a man dressed entirely in black entered the room 'I am plan A' he stated with a smile.
'And who are you?' the inter-species liaison officer asked.
'My name is Baxter'
TBC
Heres the setup for Mr Baxter to make his debut, and also we see that the Ancients shield technology is not really invalunerable (of course even though it doesnt sound like it in the writing the Vorlons were firing on the shields for almostan entire 10 minutes before they retaliated and so Kosh's ramming trick wont work on a fully powered shield.