November-7-2010/2280
Grandparents house, Olalla/Central City, Minbar
The night seems to stretch a bit longer than a normal night. The star-lit sky shining above to reflect the work of god. The air was crisp, with mist from the Central waterfalls in the capital city of Yedor. John Sheridan felt the cool breeze against his cheek, the worriment of the future of his three young children, the worriment of the enemy, the enemy that released genocide in the Earths atmosphere, the enemy that was at the core of the darkness, the enemy better known as the Drakh. At this moment the Drakh has a hold on the planets, the stars, the moons, and everything else that revolves around the universe. But the way he is thinking—darn he is thinking just like his wife Delenn. Delenn a Minbari, and Human hybrid must have altered his thoughts. The universe was Delenn's department. His was being as Delenn says "dangerous". But being with a Minbari, a species not human is so confusing, for they see the universe in a different way. Well everyone sees things different. One event was when we saw Babylon 5's future quite different. Heck, even Mr. Garibaldi saw things different, even the Vorlon, Kosh Naranek. But when considering facts, Delenn and him see the universe as one, but that does not matter. All that matters is that the rim is wide open; he is back from the dead, as same with Mr. Morden. But what else was let out? The Drakh masters? The Shadow's? Or even the Drakh leader Shiv'kala? Everything went into a retro drive. Sheridan knew that both Kosh's were back. Kosh knew that Shiv'kala was back; all ready the Drakh visited Earth, but left when the Vorlon vessel was on an approach. Kosh told Delenn that during a total eclipse the Vorlon traded a pin with a human to begin the slow transformation. Delenn told me that the pin was a form of punishment when a touch of an organic substance, it begin to change the DNA code slowly, almost unnoticeable! And with that, the Vorlon will have the newly formed species transported here to Minbar for us to rise against the war with the Drakh. I sure hope Kosh Naranek knows what he's doing! For tonight Delenn and I will have a new addition to our family, to give us a total of three children.
Kosh enters behind John Sheridan. John turns around to see Kosh, but does not act surprise "Kosh."
"YES?"
"Is it still set?" Referring to the arrival of Irisma Oceanantaca.
"YES."
"When he gets here he will be confused." Looking at the Minbari city, as the cold air moves his robes about.
"YES."
"When should we expect him?"
Kosh turns to leave Sheridan alone. "SOON."
Sheridan is not paying attention to Kosh's movements. "How soon?"
The Vorlon stop turns around to face John "SOON." Kosh turns and leaves John Sheridan to meditate alone on the upcoming war with the Drakh.
Back on Earth. Irisma sleeps soundly; his mother was tossing and turning. Nanette, well she was sleeping soundly too! There was otherwise a creature in the house, a Vorlon, but he remained silent, but it was not Kosh Naranek, it was Kosh Ulkesh, or known as Kosh Vader. As the Vorlon approached Nanette, the Vorlon scanned her then went to Irisma, the Vorlon was about to scan Irisma but a figure caught his eyepiece. And to his surprisement it was his mentor, Kosh Naranek. Kosh Ulkesh was so surprise that he began to chatter telepathically. "…I LIKE TO CHECK UP ON NANETTE ONCE OR TWICE WEEKLY."
Kosh Naranek, with a troubled voice said, "…DRAKH ARE MOVING…X'HA'DUM IS SHOWING SIGNS OF LIFE."
"LIFE?"
"YES." Kosh said. "A WAR IS APPROACHING US…AND WE ARE THE BATTLE GROUND…IRISMA I NEED…HE WILL COME TO FIGHT FOR THE MINBARI…AND HUMANS…HE WILL COME TO FIGHT FOR US."
Ulkesh is confused. "WHY HIM?"
Moving towards Irisma. "HE IS THE CHOSEN ONE…WE DO NOT QUESTION OUR LEADERS."
Ulkesh knows what Kosh Naranek is stating. "ALL RIGHT…BUT MAKE IT QUICK…THE SUN WILL SOON BE UP…AND IRISMA WAKES AT THE WARMTH OF THE EARTHS SUN ON HIS FACE."
"I KNOW…" Said Naranek.
"WHAT ABOUT NANETTE?"
"IN TIME SHE WILL BE NEEDED…BUT NOT YET…HER TIME WILL COME." Kosh Ulkesh, and Kosh Naranek exit the room while Irisma is transported by a spare Vorlon ship, which would be his, and the ship would not complain for obedience was its greatest joy. Irisma was drugged so he wouldn't wake up, but the ship did not like its master drugged, but again, obedience was its greatest joy.
Nanette was left alone, and then another Vorlon entered the room, Kosh Bismarck was left to watch over Nanette and embed a nanochip, which would keep track of what she has been doing, where she was going, and what she was thinking. The implant only took two seconds and the scar was healed, to show no trauma. Then Kosh looked around and went into the master bedroom where he planted a stolen techno mages device, and then he too left. When Kosh reached Minbar it was still dark over the Central City, Yedor. Kosh gave Irisma a paralyzing drug that would paralyze his leg muscles from reacting and when he settled down, and understood the importance of this mission, Kosh still wouldn't remove the paralyses, for they are a great motivators. It was this or a genetic disease. But Delenn refused a genetic disease, so they went with the paralyses. Kosh activated Irisma's pin, and inserted Irisma into a Minbari prophase stage so that he could adjust to the new hours of 20 hour, and 47 minutes without putting any stress on Irisma's fragile newly formed form. Irisma was now almost a 50/50 hybrid, and he never even could put up a fight.
When Nanette woke up to the sunlight, Irisma's bed was empty; he must be up thought Nanette. So Nanette gets up to play a search game. After three minutes, Irisma could not be found anywhere, so Nanette wakes up mother and mother calls Irisma's name. Then Kosh Bismarck appears on the right side, on the left side stood Ulkesh, and in between is Kosh Naranek.
"Where is Irisma?" Demanded the mother.
"GONE." Said Ulkesh.
"I see that, but where did you take him you walking demon boxes?" Extorted the mother with twice more anger in her voice.
The Vorlon's look at one another wondering what a walking-demon-box might mean? "MINBAR." Said Naranek.
"Why?" Said Nanette?
"WAR." Said Ulkesh in a bitter tone, this changes the mood of the conversation to a more respective tone of voice.
"But why Irisma?" Said mother, but no one responded either because they did not have an answer or they just did not care. Kosh Naranek looks at Nanette and turns around to leave. Then Ulkesh does the same. But Kosh Bismarck just stands there, looking wise, and threaten. "Minbar?" Said the mother with curiosity.
"YES…IT WAS NEEDED!" Said Bismarck.
"Needed? Needed for what?" Asked the mother.
"WAR." Replied Bismarck.
"War? Whose war? Yours?" Asked Nanette.
"DRAKH." Replied Bismarck.
"Drakh—Shiv'kala?" Said Nanette.
"YES." Replied Bismarck, who is still standing in the same position as he had begun.
"So it was true. When will Irisma be home?" Asked mother in a desperate voice, pleating with the Vorlon for her son.
"NEVER." Said Bismarck in a harsh voice.
"Never! What did you do with him?"
Kosh Bismarck begins to back up away from the distressed family. "HYBRID."
"Hybrid?" Said the mother who now sounds as if she has just seen her own death.
"YES, IT'S PERMIT." Said Bismarck.
"So he won't be himself again, but may come home?" Said the mother.
"YES." Replied Bismarck.
"So what are you doing here?" Asked Nanette.
"PROTECTION." Replied Bismarck.
"I see…will Irisma be safe?" Asked Nanette, Bismarck just looks at Nanette.
Back on Minbar
The sun was beginning to creep through the building; it shines right through the walls. Irisma was having a nightmare, he was dreaming of the volcano that lay right over his home. The cloud was rushing towards him, and then he wakes up screaming, and with that, he tumbled out of the bed, for it was at a slant. And he fell on the ice-cold floor. Irisma disordered and confused with the setting he was in, figured that it was only a nightmare, but if this is a nightmare it feels so darn real. Irisma looking at his clothing was confused once again for they weren't his clothes, they were robes upon robes. And two metal devices were clamped around his legs. Wandering what they were, while standing he removed one clamp. And fell to the floor again. Laying there he finally gets it through his head that he has no more use of his legs, and the metal braces were also on his arms, but with the braces he could walk and use his arms. When Irisma reclamped the braces back on, he got up slowly, and he was able to walk. When he looked back to his clothes, Irisma curious counted the number of robes he was wearing 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. Nine robes! What am I in the KKK or the Taliban? I ought to be roasting! This was turning out to be a strange dream. Well at least the sun was coming up. As Irisma walks with a limp to the window, he watches the sunrise in the west.
"Beautiful isn't?" Said Delenn who was dressed in a purplish-blue robe with a red robe and a white robe under it.
"What, and who are you?" Said Irisma with fear of the woman.
Looking at Irisma. "The sunrise, and my name is Delenn." Irisma slightly slips from the pressure of his leg when he removed the brace, and did not put it back on correctly. "Are you all right?"
"My darn leg keeps going out." Said Irisma who is trying to fight back the pain. "What happen to me?"
"When you were brought here, Kosh disabled your legs and arms. Let me check." Delenn parts the robes to expose the braces. She notice that the straps were strapped wrong. "Did you play with this?"
"Well I did not know what this was, and it was uncomfortable, so I removed it, but had a painful contact with the ground." Delenn reconnects the straps and the slipping stops.
"I expect your name is Irisma, born November 8-1990." While looking at Irisma eye to eye.
"How did you know that—wait a minute your with the FBI or the CIA right?"
"I am not with those groups, but I have information on you from the Vorlon's. Do you know why you are here?"
"No."
"I see, I guess you will learn." As she smiles at Irisma.
"Well this explains this is not a dream!" While feeling the metal braces on his arms.
"Correct. You are needed here."
Thinking of home, "I want to be transported back to Earth."
"Well that can't be arranged for three things, first the year is 2280, and you are a half Human-half Minbari hybrid."
Irisma is shocked to hear this, but does not believe. "A what?"
"A Minbari, Human hybrid."
"Hybrid…that can't be right? I am just a Human."
Delenn trying to bury her smile and laughter. "Oh you got it right, you're a Human…and a Minbari at the same time," Pointing at the glass mirror "go look at your reflection." Irisma walks to a glass mirror, when he sees his new form he passes out. As Delenn rushes to catch him she tries to awaken him. "Irisma." Delenn catches Irisma before he hits the ground; Delenn shakes Irisma to wake him. Over a few minutes a Minbari aide, aides Delenn by getting some water to wake him. Delenn drips the water slowly as Irisma wakes once more.
"What happen?" Said Irisma who was getting over the shock.
"A shut down in your system."
"I've never have passed out that quickly before."
"Minbari can't handle two thing, alcohol, and stress; it is natural for you to pass out." Delenn dismisses the aide and helps Irisma back to his feet.
"What did Kosh do to me?"
"Kosh Naranek wanted to make sure you wouldn't leave till you have completed your task."
Still shaken up, "Task?"
"Yes the Drakh, the ones who gave the pin to you, plan to become masters themselves."
"Drakh!" Looking at the pin that is still attached to his robes. "They gave me this pin."
"Do you know what it says?" Says Delenn.
"No."
"Take a look."
As Irisma looks at the scratches the scratches were replaced now with letters. "That's strange it had bunch of scratches now there is letters on it."
"There has always been letters there… you are reading Minbari. It belongs to you; it holds your genetic hybrid code, you are a special breed, once you touched the pin, it belongs to you. The Drakh killed you in genetic term they thought, they made a terrible mistake. Other than that, you begin a new life here; Kosh will start to put away the old memories so they wont interfere with your new life here on Minbar. For now I am your mother, the children."
Irisma interrupts Delenn, remembering that Delenn had children. "Children?"
"Yes you have a brother and a sister. David Sheridan, he is 18 years old. Delenn II Sheridan is 16 years old. And you are 16 year old, going to be 17 tomorrow."
"But on Earth I was 20 years old!"
"Yes but now on earth you are only 17 years old. But don't worry your birthday is tomorrow, don't you remember?"
Remembering being at his grandparents' house, but the memory is becoming foggy. "Yes, I was at my grandparent's house in…" Irisma is left searching for an unknown area.
"Where?" Says Delenn in a mocking manner.
"I don't remember?"
"It's all right your memory is being placed away for right now." Delenn comes closer to Irisma to tell Irisma of the upcoming battle. "Irisma the Drakh, and the Shadow fear two things, telepaths and strong enemies who can empower others against them—like the Germans! That is why Germans don't exist on Earth anymore."
Irisma is shocked again, "So I am a weapon?"
"At this moment no, latter maybe."
"What about your children? Will they be able to coop with this? Referring to himself.
"Kosh inserted you into everyone's memories, those closes will remember you more, and thus adding you to the family."
Wondering who he is now. "So my full name is what?"
"Irisma Mir Oceanantaca, born November 8-2263. Your brother was born on December 15-2262, and your sister was born September 11-2264, but these name may alter over time due to titles you may gain." Thinking that Irisma may be hungry. "Well you come downstairs and get something to eat."
Looking at himself, trying to comprehend the reason for the way the bone crest is shaped as it is. "We don't have to go anywhere?"
"Yes, but latter, oh yes one more thing, the Minbari home world is on a much different time schedule, there is only 20 hours and 47 minutes in a day."
"Great, more to adjust too!" Delenn begins to walk downstairs with Irisma, but stops to see what he would do.
"You must be hungry; there is some flarn, get 12 pieces, we mostly eat flarn in the religious caste, I suppose you could call us somewhat vegetarians."
Unsure about the food, "Flarn?"
"Yes, you will like it." Said Delenn as she began to set up the table.
"What is it?"
"Cheese noodles, that is what Mr. Garibaldi says it tastes like."
Unsure if he can trust Mr. Garibaldi's taste information. "All right." Irisma walks down the glass stairs and looks at the sterile living room. It is only one color, bluish purple with a gray tinge, but wherever the Minbari sun hit the glass the color becomes sky blue. The food item was in a glass bowl. The food looked like as Delenn had said, noodles that were barely cooked. So Irisma, using prawns picked 12 pieces of the white pasta, it did not have a smell, and the texture was slimy. When Delenn came downstairs she just looked at Irisma. But Irisma never notice Delenn's presence, for he was to busy trying to figure if the food he got was flarn or if it was something else, though something told him it was flarn, and secondly every time he tried to pick up one of these flarn noodles, it would slip away off the prongs. When Irisma finally got 12 pieces, he sat down at the table and looked disgusted at the starchy diet he was being forced on. As Irisma put it in his mouth there was no flavor, and the taste was overwhelming. Delenn just standing there chuckled at the sight.
"I see that is bothering you." Irisma now noticing her wanted to say something in response but could not think of anything to say.
"This is flarn?" Pointing at the noodles in the bowl.
"Yes it is, but you've probably haven't fully adapted to the food yet, but give it time, the changing takes time." Delenn walks over to Irisma.
"How long?"
Looking up at the roof as if the answers were up there, "Oh a few hours." As she smiles at Irisma.
"That's not funny!"
"Yes it is." She says smiling in a sarcastic way.
Thinking that will starve on this planet, "How long will I have to remain here?"
"Well from what Kosh said about 9 months in Vorlon time."
"So that is how long in Earth years?" As Irisma looks at the flarn.
"About two years, if you follow the Earth calendar it's only a year."
Irisma is shocked. "But a year is a long time Delenn." Feeling the crest bone near his eye wondering what it is. "What is this called?" Taking his finger without touching the bone that follows its full extent around his head.
"It is called a crest bone, and yes this pin caused this ordeal. I hope you will be able to adapt…now try some of your flarn." Irisma looks at it disappointed and picks up one with a fork and puts it in his mouth. This time the flarn had a flavor. It was like pasta with a buttery-salty-flavor. "Well Any improvement?"
"Yes! There is a mild flavor!" Shocked of the difference in taste.
"I know I should have let you wait, to let your taste buds adapt."
Curious about other changes. "What else will happen to me?"
Thinking for a moment, "Well you will learn your birth language, be committed into a caste, and be tested."
"Tested?" Irisma is nervous about that word; he has had problems with tests in the pass.
"Yes, to see if you are healthy." Irisma is sort of relived. As Irisma finishes his breakfast Delenn II comes down stairs.
"Good morning mother." Said Delenn II as she walks to the refrigerator to get 12 pieces of flarn.
"Good morning Delenn II." Said Delenn, as she watches to see if her daughter responds to Irisma as a family member.
"Good morning Irisma Mir." Said Delenn II as she passes her brother to get her meal.
"Good morning." Said Irisma Mir, who has noticed the addition to his name—Mir.
Delenn does not hear David up. "Delenn II?"
"Yes mother?" Delenn II looks up from out of the refrigerator.
"Is your brother up?"
"No he is still sleeping." Replied Delenn II.
"I see, well you get upstairs and wake him up?"
Thinking of cold-ice water. "Anyway I want?"
"Well—sure." Replies Delenn, who is not certain what Delenn II has on her mind.
"Is that smart?" Said Irisma Mir who is waiting patiently to meet David Sheridan, the one from his books.
"Oh yes Irisma Mir." Irisma Mir finishes the flarn, and cleanses his bowl. "Irisma Mir please go upstairs and change into a day outfit."
"All right." Irisma Mir begins to head up the crystal stairs. "Ah Delenn?"
"Yes Irisma Mir?"
"Into what?"
"Your clothing is up there; do you know what to wear?" Wondering if the Vorlon's supplied the needed knowledge to live daily life.
"Well if it deals with a shirt and pants then yes, if robes, no."
"Well first you put on your isolation robe its purple, then your Earth robe its blue. Then your Minbari robe it is glassy red. Then your hybrid genealogy robe it is the widest robe with many colors. Then your vest the largest one, then your small vest. Leave your belt in half way staff. Then your ethic's code vest, it is a mixture of glassy color."
Irisma Mir is confused. "O—kay. Won't that be heavy?"
"No, it is remarkably light. The sun only provides enough warmth, so the clothing comes in order."
Still unsure on the dress code. "All right, you will need to look over me to make sure I did it correctly."
Delenn is almost ready to laugh. "That's okay." Irisma Mir heads upstairs as Delenn II rushes down the stairs nearly tripping Irisma Mir by her robes, but the braces prevent it. As Irisma Mir enters his room its quite large. There is a great view of the city and the waterfalls of the main building, in the capital city of Yedor. There are pictures of Irisma Mir's past; through strangely he remembers those events of each picture. He puts his robes on and is annoyed by the bone that goes around his head. Irisma Mir wishes he could be back on Earth, but does not remember why, just an instinct he supposes. As Irisma Mir sits in the dark and goes over his body wondering how these all could happen, but does not remember when he never had a bone crest, darn it's the Vorlon's programming! The Vorlon's did this! Why me? I never posed to Kosh Naranek as a threat! But Kosh did this in spite! All I knew right now is that the Minbari are divided into three castes: the religious caste, the warrior caste and the worker caste, which is represented, equally of a council named the Grey Council. There are three basic Minbari languages—Lenann, Feek, and the one I am speaking Adronato—and to that a further 97 other Minbari dialects and sub tongues. Delenn is teaching me Adronato, the language of the religious caste, but I am picking it up as if I have spoke it since I was brought forth in this world, but as much as I wish this was an nightmare, it is not. I also have learned that Minbari do not lie, because to do so would be an affront to the honor and soul. They must speak the truth or say nothing. If a Minbari is accused of lying, it requires an immediate and fatal response! So I must be careful. For religion I hear they believe in reincarnation and every generation of Minbari is said to be reborn into another. Delenn is also teaching me that the dying and people in pain or fear should be comforted and ministered to the fullest extinct. That must by why I receive so much attention. I hear that Minbari biology is also much different then Humans, for example, Minbari have a much stronger constitution than Humans, which enabled them to fight harder and longer that their opponents. I also found out that Minbari do not sweat in the same way that Humans do. Consequently, they don't bathe neither which, is quite scary! But instead use a chemical compound, which strips the outer layer of the epidermal tissue in an act that is symbolic of rebirth. They react badly to alcohol, and a small quantity can turn a Minbari psychotic. The Minbari have no press and are told only what they need to know and nothing more. Books are considered the power of one mind to change the universe. I can't wait till I introduce them to Fahrenheit 451. When I saw Delenn in the kitchen she told me it takes two days to prepare a meal for an honored guest or a special event. There are 15 stages of preparation, and the spice is used only once. If the chef commits an error, he or she must start again. The chef must stay up for two days to oversee the process in case of error and can only drink water and eat bread in order to remain pure. When it comes to eating the meal, similar rituals are to be observed or the chef must start again. First, the host and guest must swap bowls as a gesture of welcome. Then, the chef is offered a portion of food as a gesture of thanks. A place is left for Valen, together with a piece of flarn. The host and guest must use their right hands and meditate at various intervals during the meal. I suppose you could say the Minbari have a knack for patients.
As Irisma grew tired, he fell asleep—Irisma dreamed he was at Mount Saint Helens enjoying the heat from the sun, and the mountain air against his face. But he was not alone.
"I'M SORRY." Irisma turns in surprise to see Naranek.
"Sorry? How could you say that Kosh Naranek!"
"NEEDED."
"It is 2280, and when you took me it was 2010, that is a 270 year difference, I don't think what you did was correct; I had a life, a purpose on Earth to fulfill!"
"YOU HAD PIN." As Kosh Naranek looks at the pin.
"A Drakh named Shiv'kala gave it to me. And look at me, what logical events happen to me, I want logic Kosh!" Irisma is becoming angry with his appearance.
"A RETROHYBRIDALATION." Said Kosh as he glides closer to Irisma Mir.
" A retro what?"
"YES."
"Yes? –What do I do?" Irisma is afraid of his existence and seeks guidance.
"REMAIN."
"For how long?" Knowing that this word did not get pass Delenn.
"YOUR TASK WILL END, AND WHEN THE LAST STAR HAS SHUNNED. YOUR RETRO WILL REMAIN."
"Remain?" As Irisma looks off at the mountain. "You mean I am stuck on Minbar forever!"
"YES. YOU WILL BE ABLE TO TALK TO YOUR PARENTS EVERY MONTH. THE DRAKH KNOW OF THEIR MISTAKE. THEY WILL LOOK FOR YOU, AND DESTROY YOU!" Kosh says with more feeling, if a Vorlon could have feeling.
As Irisma begins to think of what Delenn said about the Shadow's, two things they fear telepaths, and equal chaos. "That's why I must remain here?"
"YES."
"I see—how long will I live?" Wondering if his life is in vain.
Kosh does not know, so he tries getting away being cryptic. "LONG TIME."
Looking around in his dream, "May I see my family?" Said Irisma Mir.
"YES."
As Kosh said yes, the dream shifts, the surrounding seems to melt away…Irisma Mir sees Nanette and Mother mourning as he stands by them. When Irisma looks at his reflection he covers his face with the hood of one of his robes. "Mother?" Mother turns to face her son.
"Irisma!" She embraces him "Irisma I am glad to see you."
"Mother I am really not here." Irisma Mir lifts his hood to revile his bone crest.
Mother is shocked "Oh my god! What happen?"
Irisma Mir lowers his head, ashamed and embarrassed. "I'm not really here; you are seeing me through my dreaming."
Irisma's mother looks at her son, but does notice that the environment is distorted around him. "Dreaming?"
Irisma Mir lifts up his head to look at his mother directly. "The Vorlon is projecting me. It seems I won't be returning home." Irisma Mir takes a deep breath, his mother lowers her head not to face him as she slightly begins to cry. "Kosh Naranek has glued me tight to Minbar in a nine years old hybrids body. I am learning to eat flarn, sleep on their beds, and live to survive here. Kosh Naranek has inserted me into this time as if I have always been here."
"But Kosh Ulkesh told us you would return."
Irisma Mir is confused about what he is hearing, "That's what I heard by Delenn, but Kosh Naranek has changed his mind, mostly because of the threat of the Drakh."
His mother looks up quickly and yells "Drakh," as she stands there, she then looks down and whispers, "that was the last name I wanted to hear again!" Irisma Mir hears his mothers statement very clearly do to his advanced hearing. His mother continues, but now in her regular calm voice, hoping to comfort her son, and to tell him what is happening. "But what am I saying, do you remember the landing at Mount Saint Helens Irisma?"
Irisma Mir thinks of that event, but nothing surfaces. "No, Kosh has erased most of my memory."
"Well anyway the Drakh are beginning to destroy our major cities, but our main concern was you." Irisma Mir's eyes open in shock to hear of the fall of Earth. "I hope you are safe on Minbar—well—now Irisma you listen, I won't be there so now you must treat Delenn as your mother, do what she says, all right?"
Irisma Mir still shell shock nods his head. "All right, I will do so." The Olalla landscape begins to meltdown, then is gone. As Irisma Mir turns around there is Kosh Naranek. "Why did you do that Kosh?"
Kosh Naranek looks at Irisma Mir, and lower his head then looks at him again. "YOU HAVE BEEN SLEEPING FOR TWO HOURS. DELENN IS LOOKING FOR YOU…" Irisma turns away from the Vorlon, but Kosh Naranek calls his attention once again "IRISMA MIR…"
Irisma Mir yells out in anger. "What?"
Kosh Naranek lower his head but never raises it again. "I AM TRULY SORRY IRISMA MIR, I KNOW I HAVE NOT LISTEN, IT IS THE AGE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND DON'T BLAME YOURSELF…"
"I have all ready forgave you. I am upset a little but not pressured into chaos."
Kosh looks at Irisma, and expecting another sad remark, Kosh instead goes emotionless again." "GOOD…IRISMA MIR, TODAY'S TASK…ASK DELENN TO EXPLAIN YOU, MENTALLY, AND PHYSICALLY. DELENN NEEDS TO KNOW YOU ARE CONVERTING."
Irisma Mir looks down, "I'll try."
"GOOD, YOU WILL WAKE NOW!"
Irisma wakes. "Darn Vorlon's!"
Delenn looks at Irisma Mir, she is aware that Irisma was having a severe dream. "Irisma are you all right?"
Irisma Mir is trying to catch his breath, the dream has been very emotional. "Yes Delenn, just resting."
Delenn looks at Irisma, she knows that Irisma Mir does not really want to talk about his dream. "All right, why don't you come downstairs for lunch?"
Irisma Mir looks at Delenn, shocked that it is already lunch time. "Lunch, already?"
Delenn smiles, and begins to leave Irisma Mir's room. "You need to still get use to the hourly change."
Thought by Irisma: "I wonder if lunch is as exotic as breakfast was, though flarn is not really not that bad. Maybe I need a new start, Kosh gave me an opportunity to live on a new world, and be a hybrid, or as I state it, a special species. What would I be doing on Earth with my unhealthy body anyway? A lack of the use of my legs is no improvement, but at least I can control it!" Irisma exits his room.
Michael Garibaldi looks at young Irisma Mir. Michael acts as David, Delenn II, and Irisma Mir's uncle, even though he is not officially. "Glad you could be with us."
Irisma Mir smiles, but does not say a word. David Sheridan, Irisma's brother looks at Uncle Garibaldi and says with laughter. "Hello Uncle Mickey!"
Mr. Garibaldi grabs David Sheridan and rubs his head saying, "No Uncle Mickey, I say no Uncle Mickey" as David Sheridan squirms out of Mr. Garibaldi's grasp. Mr. Garibaldi lets David run to his mother for protection, as Delenn II, Irisma's sister comes into the dinning room. "Hello Delenn number two."
Delenn II, looking almost exactly like her mother, possesses most of her mother features and personality due to the simple fact that she really does not know her father all that well. As Delenn II looks at Mr. Garibaldi as says with much distress. "Gari—baldi only Delenn II, not number 2."
Michael Garibaldi cocks his head back as if to act rude and sarcastic and the same time. "Oh sorry Delenn t-w-o," Michael Garibaldi looks at Irisma Mir who has been keeping to himself all morning, "and hello Irisma Mir."
"Hello Mr. Garibaldi."
Garibaldi looks at Delenn, surprised that he was referred as Mr. Garibaldi. "Mister Garibaldi, no Uncle Garibaldi? Delenn are you sure your son is feeling all right?"
Delenn looks at Irisma Mir "He's doing fine Mr. Garibaldi." Garibaldi sits down by David Sheridan.
Garibaldi looks around but does not see John Sheridan. "So where is John?"
Delenn looks off in the kitchen, just the thought of John not being with her make her uncomfortable. "Oh he is off to Babylon 5."
Garibaldi's full attention is now on Delenn, "Do you know why?"
Delenn looks at Mr. Garibaldi, "Well Mr. Garibaldi I was hoping you could tell me."
Mr. Garibaldi smirks, he is going to be sarcastic, it is all written over his face. "Oh yes I am the advisor to the alliance, well I guess I know that he is going mad trying to plan an peaceful act to this bloody war."
Delenn looks back at the ground, Mr. Garibaldi's remark did not phase her. "I see."
Garibaldi, in spite, pushes Delenn 2 off to the side to give him more room; laughter fills the room as he staggers to the newly cleared spot on the other side of the table near Irisma Mir. Mr. Garibaldi looks at Delenn, he likes this time of the day. "So what are we having?"
Delenn looks up from the floor, "Who invited you Mr. Garibaldi?"
Mr. Garibaldi puts up his index finger on his brow, as a sing of thinking--this is very common amongst Humans. "Oh—myself." Mr. Garibaldi puts down his hand back on the table, and looks at Delenn more relaxed. "Delenn you don't mind?"
"Well all right, you know you are always welcomed."
Mr. Garibaldi moves about in his chair as he smiles sheepishly. "I know, so what are we having?"
"La-tauf, with flarn."
Mr. Garibaldi rubs his hands together, another Human trait for a sign of forthcoming enjoyment, you just decide what it is. "Flarn! Oh I love flarn!"
Irisma Mir does not understand. "But Delenn what is La-tauf?"
"It is suppose to by a breaded of human fish called salmon with rare Minbari spices."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at Delenn, and grins like the perverted cat who ate the equally perverted mouse. "Sounds good."
David Sheridan replies back at Mr. Garibaldi's remark. "We all know Uncle Mickey is half Minbari, a hybrid like us."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at David, his grin has melted away to a bland feature. "And David Sheridan how is that so?"
"Well you like all Minbari food over Human food."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at David, "It is good because it is 100 pure."
Irisma Mir actually speaks, but only one word. "Pure?"
Mr. Garibaldi now quickly looks at Irisma Mir, "Yes all organic."
Delenn II, not that well accustom to the English language replies, "Organic?"
"Yes Delenn II, which means no artificial flavors."
Delenn II smiles to hear that Minbari food is more healthier for her then Human food. "Well that's good."
Delenn looks at her daughter, wanting Delenn II, to understand the reason. "You see Delenn 2 us Minbari have only used organic food since our society has begun, that's why we are healthier then Humans."
Mr. Garibaldi sits back in his chair and scorns at Delenn, while his gut protrudes over his waist line. "Now Delenn I take that personal."
Delenn noticing Mr. Garibaldi's point. "Oh Garibaldi you never take anything personal but yourself!"
Once again Mr. Garibaldi sits up again and smiles again, proud of himself. "Why yes I do."
Delenn shakes her pointer finger at him while saying "You Mr. Garibaldi are very optimistic."
Mr. Garibaldi laughs lightly then looks at David who started this entire conversation. "Again yes I am." Mr. Garibaldi looks directly at young David Sheridan. "So David Sheridan."
"Yes Uncle Mickey?"
Mr. Garibaldi grabs his chest and yells out as if he was in tremendous pain. "Ah." Garibaldi grabbing his shirt as if been stabbed.
David looks at Mr. Garibaldi confused at his actions. "Are you all right?"
Mr. Garibaldi stops the act and looks at David. "Yes! So when will you be going back to school?"
David Sheridan looks at his mother, even she did not know the answer to that question. "Soon after the Master returns."
Garibaldi turns his attention to Irisma Mir who's been sitting quietly. Mr. Garibaldi looks at the food that Irisma Mir is not eating. "Are you going to eat that?"
Irisma Mir is startled and responds quickly. "This?" Pointing to the strange looking food, "Yes in a matter of time."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at Irisma Mir as if he is unsure about him. "Are you sure you're not sick?" There is a pause, then Mr. Garibaldi remembers Irisma Mir disability. "Is it your legs again?"
"No."
Mr. Garibaldi thinks this mood is very strange, but dismisses it. "All right, must be working on your meditating skills." Mr. Garibaldi looks back at Delenn, "So Delenn."
Delenn comes back from the kitchen "Yes Garibaldi?"
"Were you going anywhere?"
Delenn doesn't even pause to answer that question, "Yes today I am going to take Irisma Mir to town."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at David and Delenn II, "I was wondering if you like me to take Delenn II and David into town?"
Delenn at first is hesitant to answer, but deciding that they will be with their Uncle Michael so protection is no worry, now on the other hand, corruption is. "Why sure."
Mr. Garibaldi looks at both David and Delenn II. "Hey children we can finally do what has to be done, you know!" Garibaldi bobbing his head.
Delenn picks up the plates, Irisma finish his meal and Delenn is worried about the sudden attitude change. "John will be home in a few hours." Irisma Mir finally finishes his food without any gagging, he is noticing that he is adapting. Delenn picks up his plate and takes it to the back. David Sheridan runs upstairs, as Delenn 2 helps her mother clean the dishes. Delenn goes into the storage to grab a coat like robe. She hands one to Irisma Mir. Irisma Mir, and Delenn exit the house.
As Irisma Mir and Delenn walk down the street, Irisma Mir is still amazed at the architecture of these buildings. "So Irisma."
Irisma Mir looks at Delenn, surprised to hear his name. "Yes Delenn?"
"Where did you live before you got here?"
Irisma Mir tries to remember, but there is no memory, nothing to relate him to Earth, only memories of being a Minbari Human hybrid. "I cant really say, I only know on Earth, where, not sure?" Irisma Mir thinks for a second and then remembers his dream. "You know Delenn while I was sleeping I meet Kosh again, and my old family. Kosh gave me a task and my parents gave me a task too."
"Yes, and what is it?"
Irisma Mir at first wants to punish himself for bringing this up. "Kosh wanted me to drop the past, and head for the future. So I am prepared to do just that."
Delenn stops in the middle of the streets, she is very surprised to her this, but is not all-that surprised, Irisma Mir has been acting very peculiar the past hours. "Well this is a surprise; I was not thinking you were over it yet?"
"I had to think it over, but I do have a few questions I like to ask."
Delenn looks around, still surprised by the sudden reformation. "Sure."
Delenn and Irisma Mir begins walking again, but now much slower then before. "You know tomorrow is my birthday and on Earth I was to be—ah—well old, but if I am 16 years old, why do I look so darn young?"
Delenn decides to explain this concept of time to Irisma Mir, but does not constantly look at him. "In Minbari years, you are 17; in Human years you are only 8 and a half years old."
"Why the age reduction?"
"It was so Kosh could clear your mind, without clearing the personality."
Irisma Mir is still completely sure why Kosh cleared his memory. "Why clear my memory?"
"Well, so you will be trained as a Minbari, to learn to use the topics, and to learn to use your highly advance body." Delenn decides to refer back to Irisma Mir's time, but without telling him. "The Americans, the Drakh, and the Shadow's wiped out all Germans. Germans were so advance in the mind they were dangerous to outsiders." Delenn pauses to think of some examples. "One great German was Adoft Hiller."
Irisma Mir looks at Delenn, that name does bring back memory, but only the intellectual part. "You mean Hitler, and he was crazy."
Delenn decides to go on with examples, as if not listening to her son's remark. "There was Albert Einstein, Bill Nye, and Kosovo Detroy Bismarck."
Irisma Mir notices the amount of people now on the streets. "I see can we go somewhere concealed to talk about Kosh's task?"
Delenn looks at her son and smiles. "All right." Delenn and Irisma Mir continue walking until they arrive at a old gothic temple. "This is the Diamongazzer Temple, almost like the Starfirewheel Temple, just smaller." Delenn and Irisma Mir enter the temple, there is no one within this place. As Delenn and Irisma sit in a dark corner, Delenn and Irisma Mir talk to one another. "So what do you want to discuss?"
Irisma Mir thinks of the first question. "Who am I, what do you want, what is the bone and other Minbari traits I have." Irisma Mir pauses, then adds another question to the difficult list. "And what is my future here?"
Delenn makes herself comfortable, and thinks quickly about each question. "Well you picked some interesting questions. So we will begin with the bone, the most important part that makes us differ to the Humans. The bone is made up of carbon and calcium. Your hairline" touching the hair line around Irisma's bone, "will end at the base of the crest. The bone crest begins on your sides' right in line with your eyes. The bone disappears till it hits your eyebrows and surface again pushing the flesh outward. The shape of the crest determines what rank and what class your in…when you were born your legs weren't working in orderly fashion. So we had them equipped with a special bionic device to keep you balance and to help you walk…any other questions?"
The other question that Irisma summoned up weren't truly answered, but Irisma does not care. "No Delenn."
Delenn looks at her son, and smiles as she say, "I have one for you." There is a long pause, and then comes the question. "What would you like for your birthday?"
"I don't know exactly, I guess I got what I needed...a loving family that cares for me."
Irisma Mir's servant enters, "Sorry to interrupt Delenn, but John Sheridan has arrived."
Delenn nods her head. "Thanks; take Irisma Mir home for me please."
The servants nod. "Yes Ambassador, -- young Irisma Mir?"
Irisma Mir looks at Delenn scared and confused. Delenn looks at Irisma Mir. "Don't worry; he will take you through your testing."
Irisma Mir looks at the servant, "All right."
Delenn smiles, then pats him on his shoulder. "See you tonight son."
Irisma Mir nods, "Okay."
Irisma Mir watches Delenn leave, "Young Irisma Mir, please come with me…"
The Minbari Grey Council member, Religious Caste leads Irisma Mir outside, then with no words spoken he arrives at the hospital. "Welcome back Irisma Mir are you up with your shot?"
The servants leave Irisma Mir, Irisma Mir looks at the departing servants and then turns back to face the doctor. "I think so?"
The doctor looks at the papers on Irisma Mir's health. "Lets see—nope, your going to need your Minbari Flu shot." He opens up the case to retrieve a needle. "This will hurt a little."
The doctor gives the shot, Irisma Mir does not really feel any pain. "That's it?"
"That's it Irisma Mir, also I will need to ask some questions."
Irisma Mir looks at the doctor, this worries him much, for he does not know his past. "What type of questions?"
The doctor looks at his papers. "About your health, only because you're a hybrid and it is rare to come upon a species like yours."
Irisma Mir smiles, "I'm not that special!"
The elder Minbari doctor looks up from his computer. "Yes you are."
Irisma Mir's smile melts away and sits down. "Well what do you want to know?" Irisma Mir says slowly.
"Oh just how are you feeling, and have you notice any changes?"
Irisma Mir chuckles lightly, "You wouldn't even know!"
The doctor looks at Irisma Mir. "No changes?"
"No changes—yet, but I do feel more different than I felt when I was 15 years old."
The doctor nods. "I see…I am really not sure how the different DNA, or RNA reacts in your body…well if there is any new changes don't be afraid to contact me."
Irisma Mir is uncomfortable with the suggestion. "Thanks."
The doctor stands up and looks at Irisma Mir. "You want me to lead you home?"
Irisma Mir nods, "Sure, this is quite a large city."
The doctor looks out his window. "Yes it is." Irisma Mir and the healer heads back to Irisma Mir's house. "Well…here it is."
Irisma Mir looks at the place and turns to face the doctor. "Thanks for the walk."
The doctor nods, "See you in about nine cycles, all right?"
"All right." The healer leaves.
Irisma Mir walks in and Stephen Franklin and John Sheridan are waiting for him. "Hello Irisma Mir!"
Irisma Mir gazes upon John Sheridan. "Mr. Sheridan."
John is shocked how he was addressed...militancy. "Mr. Sheridan."
Stephen interrupts. "He has been addressing everyone that way."
John Sheridan looks at Stephen, then at Irisma Mir. "Boy you have became formal!"
Irisma Mir looks at Mr. Stephen. "Yes!" Stephen Franklin looks at the small frail Minbari/Human hybrid. Irisma Mir looks at John Sheridan. "So where have you been?"
John Sheridan looks at Irisma Mir confused. "Been? Well on Babylon 5 trying to prepare for the upcoming Drakh war."
Irisma Mir deeply shouts out is shock. "Drakh!"
"Yes, where have you heard them?" Say Stephen Franklin who has taken a sudden interest in the boys sudden shock.
"Oh, just in a dream."
John Sheridan interrupts the two. "I see, so how are you doing with your Master?"
Irisma Mir looks down, he does not know about any Master. "All right."
John Sheridan looks at Irisma Mir's strange behavior. "All right? Are you receiving bad teaching with your Master?"
Irisma Mir quickly answers. "No sir!"
John nods, but his facial complexion does not change. "Good!" John rubs Irisma Mir on the head, the external bone prevents him from giving the child a serious noggie, but does add as a irritant to Irisma Mir, for the bone makes the scalp very sensitive at this time of development. "You remind me of my military years," Looking for David "where is your brother?"
Irisma Mir thinks of where they might have gone. "He is out with—Mr. Garibaldi."
John looks at Stephen. "Oh boy that's got to be the end of my job!"
Irisma Mir looks at his father, his voice light. "Uncle Garibaldi, he's not that bad, is he?"
John looks back at Irisma Mir, memory of Michael and his conflict. "No...he may be a pain in the as--."
Delenn walks around the corner. "John!"
John turns around, shock, for John knows Delenn does not appreciate vulgar language around her children. "Oh Delenn!"
They embrace another, hug for about one minute and release as Delenn looks at John. "Oh John did the meeting go good?"
"Yes it did Delenn; I think we will be able to attack the Drakh."
Michael Garibaldi walks in seeing John and Delenn closely embraced. "Hello Mr. Entilna'za."
John turns around and sees Michael Garibaldi and his son, David Sheridan. "Garibaldi!" John also notices that Stephen Franklin was gone.
David looks at his father. "No dad, Uncle Mickey."
Garibaldi grabs David Sheridan by the hair near the bone crest where it is the most sensitive. Garibaldi shouts out, "No Uncle Mickey! No Uncle Mickey, you hear me, no Uncle Mickey!"
David laughs, "Sorry Uncle Mickey."
Garibaldi releases David Sheridan, and David Sheridan runs to his mothers for protection. Michael Garibaldi looks at Delenn. "So when is dinner?"
Delenn looks at her son then back at Garibaldi. "Soon as I make it Mr. Garibaldi."
Delenn II walks in, Delenn turns and heads into the kitchen. John Sheridan looks at Delenn II who closely looks like a replica of Delenn. "Delenn II."
Delenn II looks at her father. "Yes father?"
John looks at David who is playing a staring contest with Mr. Garibaldi, who is also challenging him. "Go help your mother."
Delenn II looks at the other boys, John, Garibaldi, David, and Irisma Mir...all act as if they are literally like fools. "All right." Delenn II looks at Irisma Mir who seems uncomfortable with the others, but obeys and goes into the kitchen. John Sheridan looks at Mr. Garibaldi and David. "David Sheridan, stops picking on your decrepit Uncle Garibaldi, and finish the job you did not finish."
David is broken from the trance with Garibaldi's eyes and looks away, Garibaldi smiles devilishly for he won. "What?"
Mr. Garibaldi looks at David. "Remember?"
David thinks, then remembers. "Oh yes."
David Sheridan runs upstairs. John Sheridan looks at Irisma Mir who has not left the one spot next to the door where he was found by John Sheridan and Stephen Franklin. "Irisma Mir go help your mother."
Irisma Mir nods, "All right."
Irisma Mir enters the kitchen. Garibaldi looks at John who is watching Irisma Mir. "Decrepit?" John looks off. Michael Garibaldi looks at the papers in John's hand. "So John how is the war planning going?"
John Sheridan looks at Michael Garibaldi. "We are making a great crusade. We should be able to destroy the Drakh!" John places the papers down. "Will you be here for Irisma Mir's birthday?"
Michael Garibaldi thinks for a second. "Well I plan to stay...if you don't want me here, I can go!"
"I will need you probably; the Drakh will be forced into chaos."
Michael Garibaldi remembers the Keeper given the David on his 16th birthday. "I hope they don't try any keeper solution."
John looks at Michael. "I know what you mean."
Michael looks at John. "How old will Irisma Mir be?"
John takes off his coat and places it on the coat hanger. "16 years old in Minbari years. Only eight years old in Human years." John looks at Garibaldi, finally out of uniform. "I will be baking the cake."
Michael smirks, "Oh please don't!"
John looks disappointed with Michael's disapproval. "Why, don't you like my cake last time?"
Michael remains smirking. "Well let's say, don't try it again."
Sheridan looks at Garibaldi with a dirty look. "All right...so it was not the best in the world, would you rather have Delenn bake a cake?"
Michael looks up and that smirk has become a gigantic smile. "It is probably better than yours."
John looks towards the kitchen. "Delenn could you come here for a moment or two?"
Delenn enters the living room. "Yes John?"
John looks back at Michael, "What do you put in Minbari birthday cakes?"
Delenn responds. "Minbari don't have birthday cakes. It's an event of meditation and self-centered prayer."
Michael Garibaldi looks at John Sheridan. "John you will bake the cake, the other way I will starve!"
Delenn smiles then exits back into the kitchen. David Sheridan looks down the stairs to where John and Michael Garibaldi are standing. "Uncle Mickey would you please come up here to help me?"
Michael turns around to looks at David. "Be there in a minute."
"Well you better go help David; I got a cake to bake." Garibaldi heads upstairs. John looks into the kitchen, but does not enter. "Delenn, I will be in my private study office if you need me."
"All right John." Delenn looks at her son Irisma Mir. "Irisma Mir will you set up the table?"
Irisma Mir nods, "Sure."
Delenn looks at Delenn II, "Delenn II?"
Delenn II turns around. "Yes mother?"
"Please help me with the flarn."
Delenn II nods, "All right."
Delenn looks around. "What time is it?"
Delenn II looks at an electronic timer in a personal organizer. "Near 5 pm"
Delenn leaves Delenn II and goes to talk to Irisma Mir. "Sorry to disturb you Irisma Mir, but can you go pick up the mail? It is in the post office, a block from here, box 2287."
Irisma Mir nods, strangely he does not need to ask for the exact location, he oddly already knows where the place is. "All right." Irisma Mir Sheridan exits the house
Irisma Mir finds the post office and enters, it is oddly dark in the facility. "Hi, can I help you?"
Irisma Mir is startled. "Yes I need the mail from box number 2287."
The Human post officer nods, "All right, password please!"
Irisma Mir looks at the post officer oddly. "I was not told of any password."
"Then I can't get the mail!"
Behind Irisma Mir comes a cold electronic voice. "YES."
The post officer is now frighten. "What in hell was that?" The figure of a suit with glassy colors comes out from the dark. The main color of the creature is blackish purple, there are horns like spires protruding from its helmet, and this indeed was a Vorlon but not Kosh Naranek, this one was much darker. "What ba-ba-box?"
"2287."
"Ye-yes." The post officer opens the combination to the box numbered 2287. "Here, sorry for the trouble!"
The Vorlon looks up to the roof, and back to the post officer, and gave a slight nod of agreement. "Thank you sir." Irisma Mir exits the post office with the Vorlon right behind him. "Thank you for your help. I think you have although have scared the living daylights out of him."
"GOOD."
Irisma Mir stops and looks at Kosh, then slow walks back home with the Vorlon at his heels. "Who are you, for you are not Kosh?"
"WE ARE ALL KOSH."
Irisma Mir nods, "I understand that, but Kosh Naranek is titled Naranek."
"YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND…UNDERSTANDING IS IRRELEVANT."
Irisma Mir turns to looks at the Vorlon. "Irrelevant?"
The Vorlon looks at Irisma Mir, and replies bitterly. "YES."
"Well I suppose being a half-Human; half-Minbari is irrelevant also to you?" The Vorlon turns around and begins to stroll away. "Any messages from Earth?"
The Vorlon stops. "NO."
Irisma Mir becomes breathless, stricken with sadness, forgotten by a family he belongs to, but can't recall who they are. "No, why not?"
"IT IS IRRELEVANT."
Irisma Mir strongly states back. "That's very unrespectable!"
The Vorlon turns around to face Irisma Mir. "RESPECT—IS IRRELEVANT." The Vorlon turns around and strolls away. Irisma heads back to his new home.
As Irisma Mir walks quietly into his house, John is waiting for him, he had been worried that something terrible had threaten him. "What took you so long?"
Irisma Mir looks at John and hands the data crystals over. "Well let's say I ran into the irrelevant master."
John looks at Irisma Mir oddly, "What?"
Irisma Mir is almost ready to confess that a Vorlon had just terrorized the postal officer for three data crystals. "Nothing."
Delenn enters and says cheerfully in a sarcastic way. "The irrelevant master?"
Irisma Mir now understands why David goes running to Delenn when he gets picked on, Delenn takes the oddest situations and turns them into myths, religious practices, or fabricated truths. "Yes."
Delenn looks at John, and John leaves, he still does not get it, what is an irrelevant master? Delenn walks to Irisma Mir's side and places her arm across his shoulders to gently guide him deeper into the house that was now his home, deeper into the life of a hybrid into a family who seemed to have all the memories of his existence. Delenn being quite knowledgeable in Vorlon practices and their victims, she bonds with her son, but oddly enough for herself, she is the only one, except for Kosh Nanarke, Kosh Bismarck, and Ulkesh Kosh; aka, the Irrelevant master to know that Irisma Mir is not a Minbari-Human hybrid, but instead a child of Earth, but Delenn herself is losing the connection that holds the truth of Irisma Mir, she too is transitioning Irisma Mir into her life and into her own family. "I see," Delenn tries to recall the truth, but all she seems to remember is a false past of the child she guides. "Come inside, lets eat."
At the dinner table were Garibaldi, David Sheridan, Delenn II Sheridan, Delenn and John. As Irisma Mir writes into his journal, he describes the first family dinner. But as the food is passed around, Irisma Mir puts down the journal and looks at the family. John who sits at the end of the table, on the other end, Delenn, an on the left side Garibaldi and David, and on the right side, Delenn II and Irisma Mir. "Today we will eat by the Minbari ways, for we approach a most special event. So Delenn would please begin this event."
Delenn smiles, and uses her hands to visualize the ritual of the meal of the upcoming event. "Of course…as a family we set apart all of our past, and let the light of our future reflect in our hearts." Delenn lights a candle, then lights five others, five of the candles are in grey wax, one candle is in white wax. "We light a candle as a sign of hope for the future, and rebirth. As we eat tonight we take one piece of flarn and place it in the bowl at the right, one at a time starting with John, then I, then Garibaldi, then Delenn II, then David, then to end with Irisma Mir. This must be done quietly!" Delenn begins the process. "As a gift to Valen our leader, and those who we served and loved." Again they do as Delenn has instructed them; they set one piece of flarn off on the side of their plate. "Then we eat for 30 seconds, and then meditate, and we will repeat this process." Delenn looks at John who has a habit of falling asleep during meditation. "Lets eat!"
Back on Earth. Click The sound of the radio turns on in a dark house, electricity has been cut off from Olalla, but the battery operated radio breaks the bone chilling silence. The sound of a news cast reporting about the war. "If you are joining us right now, we welcome you. Our special report on the Osama Bin Laden will be played in a few minutes. We did get reports that Spain, Portugal, Morocco, and France were attacked at 1:51 am this morning. At 5:15 am Russia, Mongolia, China and Kazakhstan have declared war on Iraq and Iran. At 2:02 pm South Africa, Botswana, and Namibia have declared to be a no entry zone. At 4:09 pm Colombia, Cuban and China missiles attacked Venezuela, and Panama. With American deployment to Germany, German officials warn that any advancement on their country would count with deadly measures, but American forces invaded German soil near Switzerland boarders at with our advancement we have lost most of these locations to German 1945 air raid missiles: New York City, Ontario, Pennsylvania, Washington D.C., Pearl Harbor, most of California, Nevada, and parts of Oregon. Safe states are of the following: Arizona, Montana, Minnesota, South Carolina, and Washington. Our prayers go out to those who lost love ones. And we report we are at World War 3! And currently we are losing!" Click. The silence creeps back into the darken house, the end times have come for Earth, World War 3, a war to end all wars, for after this war, the Human race will stand on the brink of total initiation. As the lights of the radio die away, the house is void of life, the safely of Washington is falling as the skyline lights up, missiles hitting major cities.