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Ancientgate99: The city ship Olympus is a newer model than Atlantis and is powered by 5 Zero Point modules. The Orion class destroyers however, are simple destoryers and are not powered by Zero POint modules and therefore cant put up much of a fight. In this fic the Vorlons are a little less powerful than the Wraith, so i just took what the warith could do to Atlantis with 11 ships (they could bring down atlantis shields in 8 days) and factored in the fact that the Orions dont have ZPM's powering them, only Neutrino Ion generators (like the Asguards).

Katari: I had the Volrons attack because i needed them to sever ties with the league before the Furlings joined. The Shadows are going to join with the Vorlons eventually but i was thinking of introducing a new deadly race that was awoken by the Ancients.

Sithspawn: I dont want to ruin the whole mystery of the Furlings (ive always imagined them to look like ewoks so you could picture that if you'd like).

DarkLight: In this chapter they've sent out explorers, i think Í will have one of the captains be very young and related to Persiadine which will then put pressure on Zeraus to start a war in the B5 dimension.

NOTE: The Dakara weapon will be going off in 3 months

LOCATION: Beta-Durani 4

SHIP: Olympus

Zeraus watched the main viewer in horror as the events surrounding the Orion 5 encounter with the Vorlons was replayed. He had personally ordered Captain Darren to protect the Furlings at all cost, but he never dreamed it would result in the death of so many beings.

'What is the status of the Orion 5?' Zeraus questioned.

'The ship has sustained minor structural damage… their neutrino-ion generators are currently replenishing the Subspace shield manifold, it should be restored in within the hour.' Tyrol reported.

Zeraus paused for a moment, he looked upon the wreckage strewn across space. 'Order the Orion 5 to deploy half their drone reserves and have the other half on standby, no doubt the Vorlons will send and even larger fleet' he ordered. 'Also get me Persiadin on the line'

In seconds a communications link was established with Terra and Persiadin's face filled the view screen.

'What can I do for you Zeraus?' Persiadin questioned, a smile slipping across his face. No doubt he had heard of the encounter with the Vorlons and thirsted for battle.

'I am requesting a Dreadnaught class Heavy Cruiser be brought to this galaxy immediately!' Zeraus stated.

'Can you not make due with the 8 Orion class destroyers under you command Zeraus?'

'The Orion's shields failed in a matter of minutes against a small fleet of Vorlon ships. We require something powered by a Zero Point Module!' Zeraus replied.

The smile on Persiadins face grew even larger 'I will order the Achilles, the Naughtilus and the Zeus to enter the vortex immediately, however the Naughtilus and the Zeus must return before the Vortex is to be sealed, they are to accompany the Atlantis to Pegasus. You have 3 months Zeraus, use them well' with that the communications link died and Zeraus was left staring at a blank screen deep in thought.

He had known that Persiadin would authorize any use of force in this dimension, but this was over kill. The Dreadnaught was the most powerful battle cruiser every designed, and he was now given three. Unlike the Orion class destroyers, the Dreadnaughts were each powered by a Zero Point module which would allow them to run for thousands of years autonomously. Each Dreadnaught was armed with shields that rivaled that of the Outposts, and were a close match to that of the city-ships. They each carried an array of powerful weapons ranging from millions of attack drones, to nucleonic catalysts capable of destroying stars. These ships were so powerful that they were the reason the Alterians left Avalon. The Ori in their fanaticism would not yield to the raw power of the Alterians, and the fleets of Dreadnaught cruisers they wielded. They chose to die rather than live at peace with the Alterians, and after the destruction of several worlds at the hands of the Dreadnaughts the council feared that nothing short of genocide would make the Ori see reason. It was because of this that the Dreadnaught fleets were withdrawn and the Alterians left Avalon never to return.

Zeraus now watched as the magnificent Dreadnaughts transitioned through the Vortex. Each ship was over ten miles long and pulsed with energy. Arrays of spikes jutted out from random points along their hauls revealing directed energy weapons that could wipe out entire cities and fleets with a single shot. At the rear of each craft loomed the awesomely powerful sub light drives that could accelerate to 90 percent the speed of light in two seconds, and allowed the monstrous vessels to maneuver like puddle jumpers. Hidden within the rear compartment lay the inter-galactic hyper drive engines that allowed them to fly clear across the galaxy in minutes.

'Sir the Dreadnaughts are awaiting deployment orders!' the communications officer informed him, breaking his concentration on the towering ships.

'Right… Order the Achilles to enter stealth mode and head for Babylon 5, I don't want anything to happen to the Furling delegation. Order the Zeus to head for Vorlon space and begin launching probes, I want to know where every Voron ship in this galaxy is and what they are planning. Finally order the Naughtilus to search for these Shadows the humans are talking about, if the Furlings are going to battle against them we need some intel'

LOCATION: Babylon 5

SHIP: Orion 5

'The Furling ambassador and his entourage have recovered captain, and a security detail has escorted the human to a holding cell on level 7' Rancor reported. 'The Ambassador is demanding he be present during the questioning of the human' he added with clear distaste.

'Very well lead the way Rancor… Alexandria you have the bridge1'

The pair entered the transport alcove and in a split second reappeared on level 7 where they were greeted by the Furling ambassador Gailic.

'Greetings Ambassador' Darren stated while continuing on his way to the holding cell.

'Greetings Captain, and thank you for your aide, I also hope your ship didn't take too much damage during the encounter with the Vorlons' Gailic smiled, it was somewhat comforting to him to know that a race could do such harm, however small, to the great and powerful Ancients, it made them seem almost human.

'Don't worry ambassador, we are here to protect you, and our ship will be fully operational inside an hour'

'What if the Vorlons decide to return while your shields are recharging?'

'We have deployed half our drone reserves, that's over a million drones each holding a tight pattern around the station. The Vorlons wont get within 2 light seconds of us without being destroyed' This time Darren smiled. If he had fired sooner his shields would still be fully operational, but he had held on to the hope of verbal negotiations for as long as possible.

The group then entered the holding room, it was a very intimidating place, and for good reason. At the center of the room was a square cubical roughly five meters long. The walls of the cubical reached all the way into the ceiling, however the walls appeared to be made up of what could only be described as shutters, and right now the shutters were closed.

Rancor moved to one of the corner posts where a blue and red crystal appeared to be embedded in the post. His hand waved over the blue crystal and the shutters opened, flooding the room with light. In the center of the cubical stood one of the human.

'Where am I?' the human named Garibaldi questioned.

'You are aboard the Alterian destroyer Orion 5' Captain Darren announced.

'But you're human!' Garibaldi shouted, he had expected the Alterians to be a reclusive, non humanoid species like the Vorlons.

'We share some similarities, but I am not Human' The captain stated.

'What about the Furling ambassador, is he okay?' Garibaldi asked.

'We have restored them'

'What about the Vorlons, I heard someone on the com link say they were attacking the Furling ship!'

'They were stopped!'

'How?'

'By us'

'And you're the Alterian's right? The ones who took over the Beta-Durani system'

'Yes'

'Will you aide us in the fight against the Shadows?'

'That is not up to me to decide, my orders are to protect the Furlings' Darren replied.

'I wish to return to Babylon 5' Gailic announced.

'I'm sure they'd welcome you back' Garibaldi smiled.

'The Ambassador must be protected, you are the security chief of Babylon 5, I would like to go over security preparations for his arrival and stay on your station' Darren stated.

'Um, that's kind of hard to do while I'm in this prision!' Garibaldi almost shouted. 'Plus I'll need to contact the station and inform them of the situation'

'Very well' Darren announced, his hand sweeping over a crystal on his gauntlet. In response the blinds retracted into the ceiling leaving Garibaldi encased in an energy field. With another sweeping movement 3 of the shielded walls evaporated while the 3rd turned into a visual monitor and the Face of Sheridan appeared on it.

LOCATION: Babylon 5

AREA: Command center.

After Kosh's abrupt attack on the Furling ambassador and the sudden dissapearence of the Furlings and Garibaldi, Delenn, Sheridan and the other two ambassadors made a dash for the command center. On their arrival they whitnessed the most amazing battle any of them had ever seen. The Vorlon fleet obliterated by what appeared to be dancing stars, and ambassador Kosh's untimely demise.

But then something even more amazing happened as they stared intently at the Alterian destroyer. A million of the dancing stars that were responsible for the demise of the Vorlon fleet, erupted from the Alterian vessel and spread out into an amazing sphere like formation around the station. The formation consisted of several spheres radiating out from the Destroyer ensuring that each drone was at least two kilometers away from any other drone.

'My god, they are going to Attack!' Mollari shouted. 'They are going to blame us for the death of their ambassador and blow us all to smithereens!'

'I don't think so, if they wanted to destroy us they could have taken us out with the Vorlon fleet!' Sheridan rationalized.

Delenn appeared to be in deep thought, then she broke the silence 'Their ship must have been damaged when Kosh attacked'

'Yes, were picking up damage to the outer haul, but our sensors still cant penetrate any deeper' Ivonava stated.

'Then this must be for their protection until' Delenn stated.

'That makes sense' ambassador G'kar replied.

'Incoming transmission from the Alterian ship… its Garibaldi!' Ivonava smiled.

'I thought you were dead!' Sheridan gasped, then smiled at his chief of security officer.

'It'll take more than a glowing white beam to kill me!' Garibaldi smirked. 'So anyway boss, we have a bit of a situation over here. The Furling Ambassador wants to return to Babylon 5, but the Alterian Captain wont let him leave without having a go over with our security arrangements'

'I can understand, after what happened with Kosh… they do know we had nothing to do with it right? And how is the ambassador?

'They are fine, heck they even stuck me in one of the machines they call bio tubes, and even my scars are gone'

'Do you know what's the deal with the stars?' Sheridan asked.

'Stars? What's up with the stars?' Garibaldi questioned, he was clearly confused.

'I believe he means the ancient drones that have been deployed around the ship and station… they are there for our protection' Gailic piped in from Garibaldi's side.

'Ambassador, its good to see you again' Sheridan smiled.

'As it is to see you' Gailic replied with a small bow. 'Will you permit the captain to investigate your security situation?'

'Of course, we'll do anything you need, within reason of course' Sheridan replied. 'Will you be returning to through the transport rings in the docking bay?'

'That wont be nessesary, only the young require the rings' Rancor stated in the back ground. 'We will be there shortly' he continued, then killed the connection.

The captain waited for the end of the transmission then passed his hand over his gauntlet one last time. He watched as the Ambassador, his companions, Mr. Garibaldi and Rancor were engulfed in a bright white light and vanished.

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Almost immediately after the transmission ended a brilliant bright light engulfed the command center and deposited three aliens and two humans near the entrance.

'Wow, that's some means of travel' Mollari shouted, then approached the strange human… 'And who are you?'

'I am Rancor, chief of Security aboard the Orion 5, I am here to ensure the ambassadors saftey' Rancor replied.

'Then you are human?'

'No, he's an Alterian… It turns out that the Alterians look exactly like us captain'

Sheridan starred at the Alien intently, he seemed indistinguishable from any other human. 'How is this possible?' he asked.

'I am not authorized to discuss our origins' Rancor replied.

'Anyway, lets get down to business shall we… now this transporter technology of yours, is it for sale?' Mollari interrupted.

'None of our technology is for sale'

Mollari gasped 'Surely your people are in needed of finances, how else could you build such powerful vessels?'

Rancor was already sick of this Mollari person, he promptly ignored the creatures last question and turned to Garibaldi 'I would like to begin'

'Okay, well if you'll come with me I can show you a list of all our security arrangements' Garibaldi's voice trailed off as the two left the command center. In the mean time the Furling ambassador, G'kar and Delenn struck up a conversation.

LOCATION: 4 light minutes from Babylon 5

SHIP: Baxter's starfury.

Baxter had no love for the President. He had simply taken this opportunity for the Slim chance of saving someone he truly loved. His official orders were to get close to the Furling ambassador and scan him for all the technology he could find. His personal mission was to get Babylon 5 to retrieve his loved one from the Shadows.

As Baxters vessel approached Babylon five he couldn't help but gasp at the sight of a million stars surrounding the station. Something truly amazing must have transpired here, but the thought was cut short as his vessel was engulfed in an energy beam.

The next thing Baxter knew he was in the Babylon five Brig, he had absolutely no recollection of how he had arrived.

Outside his cell Rancor and Garibaldi stood.

'He is a telepath?' Rancor questioned.

'Yes, one of the most dangerous types' Garibaldi replied 'He will try to scan you and the Furling ambassador for technological secrets!'

'Information cannot be forcibly taken from the minds of my people.' Rancor stated.

'How is that possible?' Garibaldi gasped.

'Our physiology is far in advance of your own, our people utilize between 60 and 80 percent of our brains. Its because of this our minds cannot be intruded upon forcibly' Rancor replied 'It is also why certain members of my kind have gifts'

'What exactly do you mean by gifts?'

Rancor smiled, he possessed the Gift of telekinesis. He concentrated on Garibaldi and lifted him off the ground with his mind.

'Woe, okay put me down!' Garibaldi yelled.

Rancor released him.

'Are you telling me you're a telepath!'

'Yes, most of my people are capable of reading minds and speaking to each other without words'

'Most of your people are telepaths!' Garibaldi almost shouted. 'We'll just don't read my mind!'

Rancor's smile grew even wider 'I wouldn't be able to if I wanted too. I have no experience with reading minds, though I can sense your surface thoughts they are not clear enough for me to make out, if you were to direct your thoughts at me I may be able to hear them though'

'Okay so your people are safe, but what about the Furlings, do they have any protection?'

'Not that I know of… He must be kept away from the Furlings, or I will assign a fully enabled telepath to escort the Ambassador at all times!'

'We should do a bit of both.'

Garibaldi typed in his access code and the door the cell opened.

'Mr Garibaldi… nice to see you again' Baxter smirked.

'Enough with the sweet talk Baxter, every time you visit the station theres trouble… what shit storm have you brewed up for us this time!'

'Oh Mr Garibaldi, don't be so cynical… though there is a matter I would like to discuss with Captain Sheridan' Baxter smiled very broadly this time.

'We know you're here to scan the Furlings, and let me tell you there's absolutely no way you're going to get close to him!'

'You must also know that the Furlings are under my protection' Rancor piped in. He had used telepathy to deliver his message.

'An unregistered telepath!' Baxter shouted. He then stared deep into Rancor's eyes and attempted to scan him, but each time he could see nothing. Rancor was managing to block every scan without breaking a sweat.

'If you harm the Ambassador in any way!' Rancor verbally threatened. He then threw Baxter across the room and into the opposite wall with a simple jerk of his head. 'I will destroy you!'

With that last word Garibaldi and Rancor left the cell.

'I think he got the message!' Garibaldi half laughed 'Let me buy you a drink' he placed his arm around Rancor's shoulder and led him away.

Meanwhile Baxter had slumped to the floor, every bone I his body aching from the amount of force the telepath had hit him with. He had never encountered a telepath with that much power, well at least never encountered a natural telepath with that power. His first assignment to the station was to capture a renegade telepath who ended up killing his partner before evolving into a state of being beyond reckoning. His mutations were unstable to say the least, however this human had great power yet was very stable. Could he be what the Psicore had been working its way towards? He was now presented with a task that would take precedence over all others, he had to get a sample of this telepaths DNA.

TBC... So, now its revealed that the ancients are on the verge of ascending since they are using up to 80 percent of their brains and it requires 90 100 percent to ascend. Baxter now has a new task, and now we know why Rancor is so intimidating (because he can beat the crap outa you without touching you). Any other suggestings for any other cool powers the ancients should have (im basing Rancors abilities off of the dude from SG1 episode 909 Prototype). Oh yeah, the telepaths in the B5 universe only use 15 percent of their brains, which is more than the 10 percent of regular humans but still far from the ancients.