Eclipse Of Time, book 6

by Guardian of the Isis Light

So how did the Prophecy begin? Well to Nanette and Irisma it began with the Drakh & a pin with Minbari DNA. Seeked by Kosh, Irisma is transformed slowly into a Minbari Hybrid, & he fights to keep his Human memory! Discover the customs of being a Minbari.

7. November 7, 2010 2280 Meet The Hand

November 7- 2010/ 2280

Central City Yedor-Minbar/ Earth Space Station Babylon 5/

And Olalla, Washington-Earth

The sun on Minbar was just coming up in the West. Irisma Mir was still sleeping, so was everyone else. It was very peaceful, for the time being. Irisma Mir was dreaming that he was standing alone in a forest, he hears something and then notice it was only Kosh Naranek. "Kosh what is this place?"

"OLALLA."

Irisma Mir looks at the place, for some odd reason, this place seems comfortable to him, but he does not know this place. "Olalla?" Irisma Mir looks at the badly burnt forest, as he climbs a unfamiliar ridge not knowing where it leads he is then stunned to see an emerald city a flamed. As he watches the city burn it is very dark outside but the glows of fires light up the skies as if the sun was just rising. There are major towers like those on Minbar, but they glimmer with the colors of red, orange, and shots of electric pink fire everywhere. Then as the feelings to look away something moves in the fiery clouds above the city a source that starts as a headache, but the turns to a loud screeching in the deepest part of the brain, the screeching for some reason that made Irisma Mir want to look away and just burry himself. But it was too late it had him, in his dreams calling his name in the voice of his father. As Irisma Mir muttered a few words, Kosh Naranek knew he had a major problem. Even thought Irisma Mir was not here, the Liberator's were powerful enough to trance their worse enemy. It indeed had to be the Eye, the Eye of the Liberator's, the main source to succeed in almost useless battles. Even Kosh Naranek never have confronted the Eye, and only a handful of species live to tell the tale. The Eye drew closer, with it 24 glowing eyes of reddish-yellow, even now Kosh knew why the Eye was indestructible, and it's the main source of chaos.

Kosh tries to help his only chance to save the universe from the Hand. "LOOK AWAY—LOOK AWAY NOW!"

Irisma Mir keeps staring at it, "I can't, it has me terrified!"

"YOU MUST LOOK AWAY NOW; IT'S YOUR ONLY WAY TO GET FREE." Irisma Mir looks away in time as the Eye still approaches "MUST LEAVE NOW, IT SEARCHES."

Delenn II, whom has been ordered by Delenn to wake Irisma Mir, goes to Irisma Mir's room, there she expected to see him calmly asleep, but as she gazed upon Irisma Mir, Irisma Mir was shaking and tossing back and forward, muttering in his sleep...a nightmare! Delenn II walks to Irisma Mir. "Irisma Mir!" No response, so she touches him. "Wake up."

Irisma Mir awakes, the Vorlon is gone, Olalla is gone, the Eye is gone. "What! I'm up." Irisma Mir falls out of bed for the second time.

Delenn II looks at Irisma Mir on the floor. "No—your down, now get up!" Delenn II turns around and walks slowly to the door to go back to her mother. "Mother wants you up."

Irisma Mir looks around expecting to see the Eye any moment. "All right!"

Delenn II exits Irisma Mir's room. Irisma Mir half-asleep, and in a great deal of pain with his legs walks down the stairs. Delenn looks at Irisma Mir, she notices that the expression on his face is that of a child who has just woken up from one nightmare and walked into another. "Good morning Irisma Mir." Irisma Mir looks at Delenn confused. "With a look of that, you could start another war." Irisma Mir now more puzzled, he says not a word. "Go get twelve pieces of flarn."

Irisma Mir nods, "Yes," Irisma Mir opens the refrigeration device and collects his meal. "You know flarn is really not that bad."

Delenn gets up, "I told you, it's a Minbari food. It's like pie."

Irisma Mir sits down, as Delenn still remains standing, not sure when Garibaldi will show up. "Does anyone here sleep-in?" Says Irisma Mir with a yawn.

Irisma Mir looks around, "Yes," Delenn looks at Irisma Mir and sits across from him. "Anyway Irisma Mir, one more question, and what are you in that robe for?"

Irisma Mira still holding his fork looks down at his robes. "Its formal dressing code isn't?"

Delenn smiles, 'Well yes, but not for you today." Delenn lies back in her chair. "Today you will wear the white robes, white metallic robe, gray shaft, white vest, white line robe, and the grayish white belt."

Irisma Mir gets up, not even finished with his meal goes upstairs. "All right I will be right back."

Irisma Mir returns back to his room, as for when Delenn II comes downstairs. "Is Irisma Mir up?"

Delenn looks at her daughter. "Yes he was down here Delenn II, thanks for waking him."

Irisma Mir again walks down the stairs. "This is a lot of white!"

Delenn smiles, she likes the white robes, they always bring out all the personal features of the individual. "Yes it is. Now go on and eat your meal."

Irisma Mir sits back down, Delenn II soon joins him. "Yes mother."

John enters. "Good morning Delenn!"

Delenn turns and rises from her chair and goes to John. "John!" They embrace one another again. Delenn usually knows John is a heavy sleeper, but being up this early is not usual for him. "And you are up?"

John walks to his office door. "I need to get my work done before Irisma Mir's birthday."

Delenn nods, "I know. We are trying to get ready."

John looks at Irisma Mir who seems not to be phased by the fact that this is his upcoming birthday, the time when the Minbari culture will be placed heavily upon him. "Irisma Mir seems less content of the event that is going to happen?"

Delenn looks at her son, Irisma Mir himself does not seem to notice that everyone is staring at him. "Well he has not yet been informed of what is about to happen, John," Delenn stresses, and steps into John's office and closes the door and whispers. "Stress is very unhealthy for Minbari, or Minbari-hybrids."

John nods, "I know, I was just concern."

Delenn opens the door slightly and remains whispering. "Have you baked a cake?"

"Yes I baked one, Garibaldi insisted his help."

Delenn looks through the crack and her children. "Mr. Garibaldi can be sometimes no help whatsoever."

John quietly chuckles. "Garibaldi will be over with Franklin tonight. I need to get his gift also. I will be out for about two hours. Are we going to inform and give Irisma Mir's pin?"

Delenn looks off in the distance. "I have been thinking about it—yes I suppose it's time."

John nods and looks at a box sitting on the shelf. "All right I will wrap that up, what about the spare he is wearing?"

"That must go to the Grey Council. So when he takes power, there will be files, we will take the one he is wearing and give a substitute so the transaction can be finish."

John goes to his desk. "All right Delenn, good idea," John turns around to face Delenn who is still looking out the door, "oh Delenn?"

Delenn turns halfway. "Yes John?"

John looks down at the papers he has to read over. "May we hold this event on Babylon 5?"

Delenn slowly walks to John. "We should hold it here."

John looks up knowing he is losing the argument. "But on Babylon 5 he will be able to see the universe, see our history, see a shadow of our war history and life, and how we came to be."

Delenn stops he advance. "All right, we may go, all you had to do is ask."

Sheridan looks up and smiles, "Good I told Garibaldi and Franklin to meet us there."

Delenn looks at John, then turns to exit his office. "I will load the shuttle."

John remains looking at his papers, he knows that the trip will take a standard of three hours by white star to reach Babylon 5. "All right."

Delenn goes up to Irisma Mir's bedroom. "Hello Irisma Mir."

Irisma Mir is busy looking at his outfit and replies without looking. "Hello mother, how may I help you?"

Delenn enters and opens his closet. "I need you to pack for about a week. We are going on a road trip."

Irisma Mir looks up, the fear of leaving a planet to venture into the emptiness of space leaves him nervous. "Where?"

Delenn looks at Irisma Mir, who decided to watch his mother. "That's one of your gifts…it's a secret!"

Irisma Mir rises and remains looking at Delenn. "All right, are David and Delenn II coming?"

Delenn smiles, "Yes." Delenn walks downstairs; all ready John has all ready informed David and Delenn II.

Delenn enters the shuttle and loads her belongings. Irisma Mir is not far behind. "Where do you want me to put my clothing?"

Delenn looks at Irisma Mir who is holding one carrying case. "I will store it Irisma Mir. Where is your father?"

Irisma Mir looks around the shuttle. "He's making one last minute check."

David, and Delenn II enter the shuttle. David looks at Delenn II. "Ready to go?"

Delenn II smiles. "Sure." The ship lifts off. Irisma Mir is watching as he uses a death grip against his chair. "Nervous?"

Irisma Mir looks at Delenn II who is sitting calmly in her chair. "A little."

Delenn II smiles and holds Irisma Mir's hand. "Don't worry it is fun overtime."

Irisma Mir lies back in a resting position. His newly formed bone crest around his head prevents him from resting against the wall As Delenn and John talk, Delenn II and David plays a Minbari strategy game, Irisma Mir falls asleep, as the shuttle heads to it designation.

Few hours pass

John Sheridan and Delenn are sitting on the bridge of the white star when a voice from C&C talks to them. "Welcome back Entilna'za; please turn your ship over to C&C on my mark—mark!"

In the Command and Control C&C room. Navigation officer looks at Commander Mera who was welcoming the Entilna'za. "Commander Mera, jump gate opening."

Commander Mera looks at the monitor. "Nothing is supposed to be here for two more hours…" Commander Mera looks out the observation window to see a Vorlon vessel. "Vorlon's?" Commander Mera coms back to Entilna'za/President John Sheridan. "Mr. President you have docking permission."

John Sheridan also notices that there is a Vorlon vessel approaching Babylon 5 quickly. "Thanks C&C."

The Vorlon ship almost rams the Presidents ship and is stopped for the life sake of it's master. Irisma Mir is still asleep, and Delenn II just sits there waiting for him to awaken. The docking was bumpy, but Irisma Mir remained still asleep. Delenn walks over to see Irisma Mir asleep. Unlike for a Human disorder, no sound is projected from his mouth, for Minbari and Minbari hybrids, they cannot snore; it is a genetic disorder for Minbari. Of course when Irisma Mir was on Earth, he never snored, his allergies mostly prevented that annoyance, but that did not include wheezing, which is as annoying as snoring. Delenn looked at Irisma Mir as if she never saw him. Then touched his bone crest to feel the texture, for it was the only way to tell if a Minbari is coming down with the Minbari flu, also the crest was the only way for Delenn to guess if Irisma Mir was going to be Warrior, Worker, or Religious Caste, and this haunted Delenn the most. If the crest was rugged and sharp it was Worker Caste, if the crest was spiky and deepen grooved, then it was Delenn's worst fear, Warrior Caste. But if the crest was low and smooth, then the Minbari is Religious Caste. And the pin that they have never seen will prove this tonight. But Delenn also can't believe the art work to hybriding this once Human into good chance the last best hope for peace, I guess you could say that the Vorlon's have done some really good work, of course the chrysalis has done what it was made to do—change. Of course Irisma never agreed with anything the Vorlon's have done, he also has not a chance against a Vorlon, but then Irisma Mir also should be grateful to have escaped the mass slaughter the Shadow's plagued against Earth to slow down advancements. At least Irisma is now accepting towards the Sheridan family. He doesn't know what he is doing here, but soon he will realize the importance. Delenn shakes him lightly. "Irisma Mir wake up, it's time to go."

Irisma Mir opens his eyes, hoping that the nightmare of space travel was over. "Time to go?"

Delenn nods, "Yes, wake up. We are on Babylon 5."

Irisma Mir looks out the window. "Babylon 5?"

Delenn smiles, "Yes, this is where we were going to take you for your birthday."

Irisma Mir thinks to himself. "But it's not my birthday!"

Delenn speaks softly. "When were you born?"

Irisma Mir, without even thinking blurts out the date. "November eight 2263."

Delenn is shocked to hear the correct date, "2263?"

Irisma Mir looks at Delenn, he is not sure why she is asking him this. "Yes, why?"

Delenn quickly gets off the subject. "Oh nothing. You want me to get your bags?"

Irisma Mir sits up. "No thanks."

Delenn stands up and goes into the aisle way. "All right—well come on. John wont be waiting to long."

Irisma Mir tries to move, but his legs wont budge. "Oh I like to come, but I have a slight problem."

Delenn turns to look at Irisma Mir with a worried look on her face. "What?"

Irisma Mir tries once again to move his crippled legs off the back of the metal chair. "My legs appear to have been magnetized to the backing of the seat."

Delenn looks at the situation, and oddly a memory comes up, when this happened to Irisma Mir once before when he was only nine in Minbari four and a half in Human . "Oh no, not again." Delenn exits the ship. Irisma Mir watches in shock when Delenn leaves, leaving him alone on the quiet vessel. "John will you come here please."

John is also to the entrance of Babylon 5. "What is it Delenn?"

Delenn and John stop walking and stand in the loading bay. "Well Irisma Mir has a problem."

Captain Lochley comes down to welcome the Sheridan family. "Hello Mr. President, what's the problem?"

Delenn looks at Captain Elizabeth Lochley. "Yes, Irisma Mir, my son can't walk out of the white star, I will need medical help." Delenn goes to the white star, John and Lochley follows behind.

As they enter the vessel, John looks at the fatigued Irisma Mir. "So what did you do now Irisma Mir?"

Irisma Mir looks at his father. "My legs are stuck to the seat; it appears to be the braces. Now if I remove them, there goes my mobility."

John looks towards Delenn. "I thought Earth gave Irisma Mir galvanized braces?"

"I guess not."

Lochley comes board. "Is there still a problem?"

John Sheridan looks at Irisma Mir who is tired due to struggling to break free. "Oh hello Captain Lochley, can you send for Doctor Franklin."

Lochley looks at Irisma Mir. "Sure, why?"

John lifts up the robs which are also caught between the brace and the magnetized seat. "Irisma Mir's braces have been rendered useless once again."

"I see." Lochley leaves the white star and goes into Babylon 5 where she can get a clear signal to Medbay. "Doctor Franklin, this is Captain Lochley."

Doctor Franklin, who was preparing for the Sheridan's arrival answers his link. "This is Franklin, go."

Lochley responds, "I need you at bay 14, we have a problem with Irisma Mir's bionics."

Dr. Franklin grabs the tools to deal with the bionics, the tools that John forgot to pack from Minbar. "I'll be right there!" Dr. Franklin arrives. "What's up?"

John pointing at Irisma Mir's braces. "This."

Dr. Franklin looks at the fried bionics. "Oh, this again?" Dr. Franklin reaches down and unclamps the braces, but metal wires are still hooked into the flesh and those need to be also removed. With a device that closely resembles a gun, Franklin places the tip of the gun against the skin and underneath the nozzle of the gun is a one centimeter wide slit. As Dr. Franklin slips the wire into the slit, he puts the trigger and the wire disengages painfully. The sharp pain aloud Irisma Mir to cry, but it is not over yet, there is five more wires to remove, as one by one is unhooked, all that is left is Irisma Mir's thin disabled legs with three metal claps on each leg. The sole purpose of the braces are to send the required electrical impulses to strengthened the muscles to support Irisma Mir's weight and mobility. As Entilna'za John Sheridan reaches down and picks up Irisma Mir with the help of Delenn and Stephen Franklin, they carry Irisma Mir to a stretcher, and from there he is wheeled to Medlab 4 to receive new braces.

Delenn watches Irisma Mir being placed under a anesthetic and taken into Medbay. "I hope he will be fine!"

John places his hand on Delenn's shoulder. "Don't worry Delenn; Irisma Mir is with Uncle Franklin."

Lochley looks at John and Delenn. "Well I have to get going."

John looks at Elizabeth Lochley. "All right Lochley," Lochley turns to leave John and Delenn's presences. "Oh will you come over for Irisma Mir's birthday party tomorrow?"

Lochley stops and thinks about what she is doing tomorrow. "Well—why not!"

John smiles, "That will be great." Lochley leaves Entilna'za John Sheridan, and Delenn. Irisma Mir is in Medlab 4 being adjusted to the new silver braces. David Sheridan and Delenn II follow their parents to their courtiers; while some guess arrive to wreak chaos.

Captain Lochley's office.

Lamp falls over, Crash!!! It shatters all over the ground, Lochley looks at the fallen lamp, there is no plausible reason why that lamp fell over, then she thinks of the worse case scenario! "What the?"

Garibaldi leaning against the doorframe looking at the broken lamp. "Hello Captain Lochley!"

Captain Lockley looks at Mr. Garibaldi. "How did I know that you were approaching Mr. Garibaldi?"

Michael Garibaldi walks in slowly embracing the moment. "Maybe you are a latent telepath, or maybe you are the second coming, or maybe you are a Liberator, or maybe?"

Elizabeth Lochley interrupts Garibaldi abruptly. "Garibaldi drop it!" She sees John Sheridan who to is looking at the chaos and shattered lamp. "Mr. President, may I shot Mr. Garibaldi?"

John Sheridan looks at the shattered lamp. "It's your station!"

Elizabeth Lochley nods, "Your right this is my station I make the laws… Law number one, no Daffy Duck! Law number two shot any man called Mr. Garibaldi."

Mr. Garibaldi smiles. "I'm out of here!" Garibaldi turns to leave but then looks at John Sheridan. "Oh John, Delenn wants to talk to you."

John turns his head and faces Michael. "Tell her I will be right there!"

Garibaldi looks at Lochley. "See you latter Captain Lochley."

Lochley starts sweeping up the broken lamp. "See you latter Mr. Garibaldi." Captain Lochley sighs. Mr. Garibaldi turns and leaves, a picture on the wall falls towards the ground and shatters. "I swear it's the Garibaldi curse."

John Sheridan looks at the picture. "The Garibaldi curse?"

Lochley looks up. "I thought you have heard?"

John Sheridan sits down watching Captain Lochley clean up the broken mess. "No, tell me of this Garibaldi curse."

Elizabeth Lochley throws away the broken glass and saves the picture from the picture frame. "Every time Mr. Garibaldi comes to Babylon 5 something bad is following him. I swear he is cursed."

John is laughing. "Please don't swear, my son does that enough."

Lochley looks at John, "Where did he pick up the language?"

John looks at the plack that was given the Captain Lockley when she took over Babylon 5. "I don't want to discuss it!"

Elizabeth looks at John, "It wasn't you was it sir?"

John's facials remain stern. "Well—yes, but he also learns from his mother and his uncle."

Lochley sits down at her desk. "Delenn, she swears?"

John nods, "She is still learning the language though it's been almost 30 years since her change."

Lochley looks at the history manifest of the station. "Talking about change where are the stations logs, we have them only up to 2261."

John recalls the war. "The Shadow war! They were shipped off to Minbar; I will send you a copy when I get back to Minbar." Lochley nods agreeing with John.

Irisma Mir begins to awaken, it's been almost 30 minutes since the ordeal on the white star. As he lies there on the table, he can feel the new braces on his legs, they feel cold. As Irisma Mir lies there he thinks about the type of technology in making these braces. As Dr. Franklin walks in, Irisma Mir figures it won't hurt to ask for information. As Dr. Franklin checks over the bionics, they seem to be operating alright. "How are you feeling?"

Irisma Mir looks at Dr. Franklin, the anesthetics still in his system. "I feel a little crummy, but not as bad as a while back ago!" Irisma Mir looks at the silver braces. "Whose technology are these?" Referring to the braces.

Dr. Franklin hesitates on telling the truth, but decides that the total truth won't hurt him. "The technology is from Earth, but the first model was made by the dark race called the Shadow's. These bionics use your biochemistry to operate, sort of the same way the Shadow vessels used living host to drive their central systems. When you were born, you were born crippled, a genetic flaw I guess? So to answer your question, it first was the Shadow's, then the Human's, these pairs were made by a good friend of mine on Minbar, John wanted the silver bionics, but they corrode over 100 years, and due to the fact that your kind lives up to 300 years, the plasma and crystal seemed like the more logical choice." Dr. Franklin unhooks the crystal clamps, and inside are organic plasma wires that connect of the six metal clamps of Irisma Mir's legs. "This is a new technology, your mother has not seen it yet, but the wires do not require maintaince, or batteries, they operate off energy from your body, they also produce 20 times more strength then your last bionics. Lab tested says that the tops performance is 25 miles per hour, and 900 pounds per square inch, but that extra energy is not needed, so I installed a kill switch to keep the performance at basic Minbari strength."

Irisma Mir looks at the machines attached to the surface of his skin. "Can they be removed?"

Dr. Franklin looks at Irisma Mir. "Why would you want them to be removed, theses bionics are water proof, actually they work better in water or high energy environments. Just keep these cover shut if you decide to go into salt water, the plasma reacts badly to salt water, but these doors will be automatically shut, so there should be no trouble, unless if you crack them open with 1000 pounds of pressure. Basically don't go 3000 feet under water and you'll be fine!"

Delenn walks in. "How's he doing."

Dr. Franklin shuts the last door an d seals it. "Better, these bionics should do the trick, they are the best ones you'll find in the whole sector."

Delenn looks at the shiny clear crystal. "This is silver?"

Dr. Franklin looks at the bionics. "Not exactly, there is some silver in the bionic, but the material is made from the same material found on Vorlon vessels."

Delenn takes out a miniature computer. "How much will this cost?"

Dr. Franklin looks at Delenn. "Nothing, I had a favor waiting from a friend and he had this device, it is used no where else...yet."

Delenn looks at the fine texture of the device. "Is there any side affects like sticking to magnetize surfaces?"

"No, all I was told is that there is one, do not let any foreign fluid get into the core structure of the device, mostly salt water. The results are bad."

Delenn looks at the device. "How bad?"

Dr. Franklin looks at the device. "The wires inside are made up of the same material that makes up the hauls of Vorlon vessels, if that stuff is released or damaged it will go into protection mode to protect Irisma Mir from outside influences. Luckily there is two cures, one is sound. Any meditative sounds can control it, so it would be best to keep a electronic device that plays music, second. It would be up to Irisma Mir to be completely still and let the device repair itself. The only warning is that there is no way stopping it if salt water is introduces."

Delenn looks at Irisma Mir who is completely confused. "What type of malfunctions would there be?"

Dr. Franklin looks at the instructions given to doctor. "Well according to my friend, it would simulate an organic cover over your sons body and create mutations. It's sort of like an organic encounter suit, but to break the cover your would need 1000 pounds of pressure, and that would only crack the cover, next you would have to find something to break the wires, so the chance of this happening is unlikely, but it's a precaution." Dr. Franklin finishes up the final touches of the bionic.

Delenn looks at the bionic's, "Well thank you Dr. Franklin, John will be please to see that it will cost him nothing, and mostly if the technology is new. I think he like new technology."

Dr. Franklin remembers the Thirdspace encounter. "Yes I know, John is a pioneer to technology."

Delenn helps Irisma Mir stand up, at first Irisma Mir is unsure if he can do it, but the bionics begin to work and he can move again. As Delenn looks at Dr. Franklin, she bows and straightens out again and thanks him. "Thank you Dr. Franklin, see you later."

Dr. Franklin slightly nods his head. "You to..." Dr. Franklin looks at Irisma Mir, "and you take care." Irisma Mir smile and nods.

Delenn and Irisma Mir walk into the quarters and Irisma Mir goes to his room to unpack. "Irisma Mir, will you please come here."

Irisma Mir hangs up his over coat. "Be right there." Irisma Mir enters his mother and father's room. "Yes mother?"

Delenn hands Irisma Mir a letter. "Irisma Mir will you please give this to Security Chief Zack Allan."

Irisma Mir looks at the letter. "What is—" Irisma Mir quickly takes back the questioning. "Never mind." Irisma Mir exits the courtier through the sliding door. Delenn smiles that Irisma Mir is remembering the rules of respect for Minbari.

G'Kar is walking behind Irisma Mir when he calls out. "Are you looking for someone young Oceanantaca?"

G'Kar remembers that this child is no longer called Oceanantaca, but now Sheridan. G'Kar hopes that Irisma Mir Sheridan did not hear the title. Irisma Mir turns around. "Excuse me?" As Irisma Mir contemplates on the word Oceanantaca. "Oh hi G'Kar."

G'Kar and Irisma Mir have stopped walking in the hallway, but Irisma Mir begins walking moments later, G'Kar, being the investigative Narn that he is, wonders where Irisma Mir is going, but the fact that Irisma Mir is walking alone in the halls of Babylon 5 is unheard of, for Irisma Mir was not even known to exist until he was nine years old in Minbari. Most have not even seen him before, and most have never seen a hybrid either except for Delenn. G'Kar continues the pursuit. "Hi, no it's my honor." Irisma Mir is confused. "Ah…never mind, so what are you looking for?"

Irisma Mir looks at the letter. "Security Chief Zack Allan."

G'Kar nods and smiles. "Ah…yes, Mr. Allan, I will walk with you."

Irisma Mir looks at the sturdy proud Narn. "All right," Irisma Mir looks at the maze of halls on Babylon 5 and came to the conclusion, he does not know how to find Zack Allan. "I never been to Babylon 5, maybe you like to show me around?"

G'Kar looks at Irisma Mir and nearly jumps in excitement, he has been given the chance to honor one of the children of Delenn, a feat never given to him with the forthcoming of David or Delenn II. "I would be honored!"

The door reads: Security: Keep out! Irisma Mir wonders what are they doing here. G'Kar press the button. "Mr. Allan."

Zack is sitting looking at the commotion in the Zocalo. "Who is it?"

"G'Kar."

Zack looks at the door, why would G'Kar be here, maybe it has to do with the incident in the Zocalo. "G'Kar?" Zack presses the button to open the door. "Enter." Zack is looking at the monitor, but in the reflection of the monitor he sees G'Kar and another. "So what can I do for you Ambassador G'Ka—" Zack sees Irisma Mir Sheridan, this is only the second time he has even laid eye upon this child. "Oh hello Irisma Mir, it's been awhile since I have seen you." Zack turns off the monitors. "What brings you here?"

Irisma Mir hand Zack the letter from Delenn. "Delenn wants me to give you a message."

Zack looks at the letter. "All right, what is it?" Irisma Mir does not know, he shrug's his shoulders. "Thanks Irisma Mir." Irisma Mir, and G'Kar leave security.

As G'Kar and Irisma Mir step out into the hall G'Kar looks at the Human-Minbari hybrid. "Now where would you want to go?"

"Anywhere G'Kar."

G'Kar thinks, then thinks that if you are going to visit Babylon 5, you have to go to the Zocalo; there is always a party going on down there. "Well let's start in the Zocalo, then to the Ambassador Sector."

Irisma Mir smiles. "All right."

As G'Kar, and Irisma Mir enter the Zocalo, the faint, but annoying voice of Londo Mollari can be heard over the crowd. As G'Kar and Irisma Mir walk closer to Londo, G'Kar hopes to pass unnoticed. As for Londo, well he's just Londo, the once happy drinker, gambler, and card shark, but Londo in his elder days have quieted down, but Londo today has had considerably enough to drink. As Londo talks to a Earthier, he brags on about the glorious days of the Centauri Republic. "In the old time my friend; of the Centauri Republic we clouded the skies with our best warships, you've should of seen it—we were stunning! And I'm stunning in purple!" Londo sees G'Kar. And drunk as a skunk walks quickly to G'Kar. "Oh G'Kar!" Says Londo in a high pitch tone, most of the crowd are watching G'Kar, Londo, and Irisma Mir.

G'Kar tries to hid the four foot child behind him. "Irisma Mir stay behind me."

Irisma Mir looks in terror at the drunker, who seems to be pleased that he is spilling alcohol on shoppers in the Zocalo. "Who is he G'Kar?"

Londo is only feet away from Londo. "My good friend G—Kar." Londo sees Irisma Mir. "Who is this G'Kar, he does not seem to be of your species?" Pointing at Irisma Mir.

G'Kar lips pursed, he shouts out. "Mollari!"

Londo nods and takes a drink. "Ah…work I see," looks at Irisma Mir, "seems more like babysitting, as the Human's say, you can't make a profit without sacrifices—Ye-s?" G'Kar does not answer. Londo touches Irisma Mir's hair and looks at the crest bone, he can't place the child, but he can only think of Delenn when he see him. "And who is this young..." Londo is unsure how to address Irisma Mir "Human—never able to get it quite down, oh yes hybrid."

G'Kar looks at Mollari, his one good eyes staring ever so brilliantly. "This is John, and Delenn's son Mollari."

Londo thinks of David Sheridan. "Seems he has changed since I have seen him?"

G'Kar corrects Mollari, the crowd still watches. Irisma Mir is becoming worried, and does not like the attention. "This is there other son Mollari, Irisma Mir, the one your thinking of is David Sheridan."

It finally dawns upon Mollari, and offers G'Kar a sip of his drink. "Oh yes! Irisma Mir."

Irisma Mir nods, "Yes Emperor Mollari."

Londo gets down to Irisma Mir's level, the smell of alcohol makes Irisma Mir feel considerably sick. "Emperor, naw—call me Uncle Londo Mollari."

Irisma Mir nods, "Yes Londo Mollari."

Londo stands back up, and looks down upon Irisma Mir, the crowd is beginning to disperse, but one remains watching, dressed in dark clothing. "So Irisma Mir I here you will be—oh what is it?" Londo thinks. "Oh yes, eight years old."

Irisma Mir smiles, "Yes Londo, tomorrow I will be eight and a half or 17 in Minbari years."

Londo looks at the dispersing crowd and decides to get their attention again, he likes the attention. "Would you like to take a trip to the greatest planet, Centauri Prime?" Say Londo in a booming voice.

Irisma Mir was a strange feeling as if he is being closely watched and hopes to go on with the tour, but he also feel the need to be cautious around the planet named Centauri Prime. "Some time latter Uncle Mollari."

G'Kar nods, "Yes some time latter Mollari!" G'Kar says in a growl.

Londo looks at the floor. "Well at least you are still free to make choose, when you age, you make many terrible mistakes and freedom is strictly limited. Let me tell you a story for your birthday."

G'Kar interrupts Mollari. "You will have to say it tomorrow Mollari."

Londo looks at G'Kar, Londo is becoming quite annoyed with G'Kar. "G—Kar your always have been a 'party-pooper' as the Human's would say."

G'Kar nods and smiles. "Thank you."

Londo says sharply. "Your welcome."

G'Kar walks away forgetting Irisma Mir in the Zocalo, Irisma Mir is nervous and tries to find his way back. As Irisma Mir makes his way through the crowd, the crowd seems to follow G'Kar and Londo and Irisma Mir completely loses them, but Irisma Mir himself has a watcher, Irisma Mir is being followed by the man in the black robe. As Irisma Mir passes a sign that reads: Ambassador Sector, Ambassadors Only! Irisma Mir stops at the door. "This must be the Ambassador Sector." Irisma Mir uses his card and it works. So he enters. Irisma hits the alien sector and puts on one of the breather mask. He enters the sector and gasses are falling around him. He looks at the number for emergency contacts. And one door has the number on it. The number is 22,15,18,15,14 Which spells out V.O.R.L.O.N. Around the corner, the robed man watches Irisma Mir, he is wearing no breather mask, and seems to be quite patient with Irisma Mir. Irisma Mir slips the card through and the door opens. As it opens pure white gasses roll out of the courtier. Irisma Mir looks inside and enters. There is a white gas falling from the roof. Something moves and there stands Ambassador Kosh Naranek—in person.

Kosh looks at Irisma Mir. "YES?"

Irisma Mir looks at Kosh and bows. "Hello, you Kosh?"

Kosh bows confirming the account that he is Kosh. "YES."

Irisma Mir looks at the encounter suit. "You're the one who has been talking to me, and made me into this creature?" As Irisma Mir points to his crest.

Kosh nods, "YES."

Irisma Mir thinks of the name of the Vorlon. "Are you Kosh Naranek?"

Again the Vorlon bows. "YES."

"A Vorlon?"

"YES."

Irisma Mir considers his words. "Why am I here?"

Kosh Nanarke looks at Irisma Mir. "TO LEARN."

Irisma Mir looks at the floor, the methane gas swirls lightly around his feet. "And is it true that I will have to remain with the Sheridan's?"

"YES."

Irisma Mir remembers the name said by G'Kar 'Oceanantaca', and wonders why the removal of memories. "Why take away my memories of my past time?"

Kosh looks at the child, such pity is taken in account. "TO REMAIN."

"Remain as what?"

Kosh waits for a second then speaks. "A HYBRID, THE FUTURE."

Irisma Mir is still confused. "Future? Future of what?"

"CHANGE."

Irisma Mir looks at himself. "So this was done for a cause?"

Kosh nods. "YES."

Irisma Mir looks at Kosh. "When will I be able to return?"

Kosh says quietly, "NEVER."

Irisma Mir's heart aches and hope fails. "Never, why?"

"YOU WERE CALLED BY."

"Called by whom?"

"PAST LIFE, AS SAME FOR DELENN, AND HER CHILDREN."

Irisma Mir is shocked. "What?"

"YOU SHARE A SOUL."

Irisma Mir was hoping there was a greater reason why destiny choice him to receive the alien pin. "This is all why I'm here?"

Kosh shakes his helmet. "NO—THE STARS CHOOSE YOU."

Irisma Mir is confused by the statement. "Why?"

"HUMANS HAVE MINBARI SOULS."

Irisma Mir thinks to himself, he can't see Human's being aliens, mostly Minbari. "So I have a Minbari soul?"

Kosh nods, "YES."

Irisma Mir is not satisfied with the results of the conversation. "So why me?"

"IMPORTANT…YOUR YOUNG, BUT YOU WILL LEARN"

Irisma Mir nods, "I guess." Irisma begins to leave. "What will happen to my past family?" Kosh gives no answer. "As I suppose no answer…Anyway do you know where Ambassador Delenn's courtiers are?"

Kosh looks at Irisma Mir and answers, hoping to get Irisma Mir out of his quarters. "THROUGH ALIEN SECTOR, DOWN THE HALL, SIXTH TO THE LEFT, NOW GO!"

Irisma Mir nods, he is not pleased with the Vorlon. "My pleasure!" Irisma Mir exit and the door shuts, as Kosh looks at the door, the truth is too bitter to say. "WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT, YOU WILL REFLECT OFF THE PAST TO THE FUTURE, SHADOW'S WILL BE CAST ON YOUR FAMILY AND THEY WILL ALSO DIE, AND WHEN THE LAST ECLIPSE ON EARTH SHUN, THE PLANET WILL BE CAST INTO THE DARKNESS. AND THE PLANET WILL DIE, DIE TO THE LORDS OF DARKNESS, AND THE "HAND" OF GOD WILL BURN THE UNIVERSE, AND THE ONLY RACE TO SURVIVE WILL BE THE SNOWFLAKES THAT DID NOT VOTE. AND IF YOU RETURN YOU WILL DIE." In the halls, the black robed individual follows Irisma Mir.

Zack Allan walks up to the Narn who was guiding Irisma Mir. "G'Kar?" Says Allan in his cool manner.

G'Kar turns around, he has had considerable to drink with Mollari, it would seem that the two have got into a drinking contest over an argument over Centauri women versus Narn women. G'Kar looks at Zack. "Yes Mr. Allan?"

"Sorry I have to disrupt you, but where is Irisma Mir?"

The alcohol has slowed down G'Kar response time, but the name rings a bell. "Irisma Mir who?"

Zack Allan smells the alcohol. "Irisma Mir Oceanantaca, Delenn's son, she hasn't seen him and I told her that he was with you."

G'Kar thinks for a second and the glass cup holding half of his winning alcohol contents shatters on the floor. "In G'Quan's name, I must have left him in the Zocalo, Londo bugged me and I became distracted. He's probably lost. I will begin searching, and wont stop till I find him!"

Zack Allan smiles respectively. "Well that's nice G'Kar. John Sheridan is quite upset with you, mostly when someone could take Irisma Mir and threat him with Irisma Mir's life."

G'Kar leans into Zack Allan and whispers. "I don't think no one will notice him."

Zack shakes his head. "G'Kar, when someone sees a half-Human, half-Minbari wearing high rank clothing, its impossible for no one to suspect." Zack Allan pushes the foul smelling Narn back. "The day you saw Delenn as a half-Human, half-Minbari, what was your reaction?"

G'Kar thinks, "Well…I was…quite impressed."

Zack nods, "The only problem G'Kar is where do we start searching, we're trying to find an 8 and a half-year-old half-Human, half-Minbari."

G'Kar ponders for a second. "Alien sector."

Zack Allan is sort of surprised over G'Kar's sudden enlightenment. "Why?"

G'Kar begins walking towards the Alien Sector. "That's where I was going to take him."

Zack nods and follows the Narn. "Than that's where we will begin."

Irisma Mir exits the alterative atmosphere, and puts away the breather mask. Irisma Mir thinks to himself: 'Through alien sector' A Pa'ma'ra passes Irisma Mir. Irisma Mir is grossed out by their odor. "In Valen's name those species smell bad. I wonder if they ever bathe?" Irisma Mir stops in the hall way, and so does the dark hooded figure. "Now what did Kosh say?" Irisma Mir ponders for a second. "Through alien sector, down the hallway," Irisma passes the forth door on his left, "to the sixth door to the left." Arrives to the sixth door. "This must be it." Irisma Mir slides his card. And the door opens. The room is dark, a little light is shinning through the doorframe crack. "Hello?" There is no sound. "Anyone home?" Irisma Mir hits his braced left leg against a stonewall. Irisma finds a bed in an upright position and lies down. Irisma Mir's eyes adjust to the dim lightness and certain figures are noticeable. Irisma Mir whom has been recently tired by the day begins to doze off, as Irisma Mir sleeps, the door opens and then closes. When something brushes past Irisma Mir, Irisma Mir awoken by the sudden change in temperature in the room, something is not right. Irisma Mir looks for the thing that brushed against him. Though it felt real, Irisma Mir tried to ignore it. As Irisma Mir lies there on the bed, he thinks to himself. 'Truly the Vorlon lied. And the Vorlon should be punished for lying!' Irisma Mir shakes his head in disbelief, he is even thinking like a young Minbari child now! 'Darn! The Vorlon set me up to get me closer to the state of losing it!'

A cold, airy voice echoes in the room, Irisma Mir first thinks he is truly losing it, but a dark figure with red glowing eyes appears to him. "YES…"

Irisma Mir tries to sit up, but a strength from the figure holds him down telepathically, sort of like the Earth custom of a demon or poltergeist. "What!" Irisma Mir stares at the eyes. "Who goes there?"

The creature whispers harshly. "DON'T YOU REMEMBER?"

Irisma Mir looks at the creature, then sees its hands, it's fingers look like Drakh fingers. "Remember what?

"THAT WE ARE MASTERS OF CHAOS."

Irisma Mir's mind aches every time the creature speaks. "Chaos?" Irisma Mir's eyes widen in terror and he whispers quietly. "Shadow's?"

The creature chuckles softly, "NO!"

Irisma Mir thinks of the creature his father talked about. "Then the Drakh or the Hand?"

"DRAKH WERE JUST CHILDREN TO US."

Irisma Mir looks around for a way to escape. "So you are the Hand!"

At first the creature says nothing, but the silence is interrupted by the alien. "YES. DON'T BE AFRAID. WE WONT BE HURT, AND YOU WON'T BE HURT. WE DON'T DARE."

"So what do you want?"

"YOUR COOPERATION."

"I wont cooperate!" Says Irisma Mir quickly!

The voice of the alien turns of a pitiful sound. "OH YES YOU WILL, YOU WON'T BE GOING HOME…WE CAN HELP!"

Irisma Mir point to the door. "All I want you to do is leave now!"

"DON'T DENY IT! YOU WANT TO BE BACK ON EARTH, DON'T YOU? WE CAN DO THIS. DO WE HAVE A DEAL?"

Irisma Mir looks at the dingy pin, it seems to be losing its beautiful shine. "Yes, but it must go in a peaceful way, or no way at all!"

The creature nods. "DON'T WE ALL?"

Irisma looks at the pin. "What do you want?"

The creature replies. "YOUR GENETIC SOURCE, OR THE HYBRID PIN GIVEN TO YOU AT BIRTH."

Irisma Mir unpins the pin and shows it to the creature, its eyes show interests. "You mean this?"

"YES."

The creature reaches out for it. Irisma Mir pulls back, the pins is out of its reach. "You can't have it!"

"GIVE IT IF YOU WANT TO LIVE."

Irisma Mir looks at the creature. "You said you weren't going to harm me!"

The creature moves closer to Irisma Mir, and the pressure become more intense. "IRISMA MIR IT'S THE SOURCE OF WHY YOU ARE HERE."

Irisma Mir questions the creatures sudden understanding of his problems. "But the Vorlon said I look this way because it is the truth of my soul."

The creature responds harshly. "THE VORLON LIES."

Irisma Mir looks at the pin. "Yes, but don't we all?"

A musical tone rattles through Irisma Mir's head; its Kosh Naranek. "DON'T RESPOND…GIVE HIM THE PIN."

Irisma Mir reaches for the grayish pin, takes it off and hands it to the Hand. Even Irisma Mir feels the pins difference, it's not his, its fake. "YOU ARE DOING THE RIGHT THING."

Irisma Mir now pin less looks at the creature who is looking at the pin. "I hope I am."

The creature takes the pin then disappears. Kosh Nanarke speaks to Irisma Mir. "STAY WHERE YOU ARE, REST, YOU HAVE DONE WELL."

Irisma Mir close his eyes, the experience was given the gitters."Thanks Kosh." Irisma Mir lays back and goes asleep.

Back in Kosh's quarters, Kosh knows that a servant of the enemy has just come by. And that Delenn and John are looking for their son Irisma Mir. G'Kar is turning the station apart. As Kosh emerges out of his quarters, he goes out of the Alien Sector to the hall. As Ambassador Kosh comes upon the Ambassador Sector there stands a black hooded creature. His hands are covered in metal, as Kosh stops his advance, Kosh looks at the creature, not since the early ages has he seen one of these creatures. They belong to the Soldiers of Darkness under Lord Asron, a long ago defeated lord of chaos. As the hallway to Delenn's quarters, Kosh remained there unchallenged. He still was unsure if this was a Orc, a Demon, a Tsiegret'lop, or a Nazgul! As the creature stood its ground in front of Delenn's quarters where Irisma Mir remains asleep, Kosh Nanarke looks at the creature and tries a lightly scan him. There is no sound at first, only the light sound of drums, and a cold bitter wind. As the creature studies the Vorlon unaware that it is being scanned, Ambassador Kosh can hear a chant in the distance.

Nêbâbîtham nêpâm nêd. Bârî 'n Katharâd. Nêbâbîtham magânanê. Bârî 'n îdô Nidir nêd aglar.

As Kosh hears this chant his freezes in terror...he is in the witness of the universes most terrifying creature...a nazgul! Lords of non-living and non-dead! Kosh was not certain which nazgul this was, but was certain that this creature is here to kill Irisma Mir. As Kosh looks at the creature. The chant changes, it's more angrier sounding. Kosh wants this creature to know that it's not welcomed. "LEAVE NOW HE IS NOT FOR YOU!"

The creature laughs and the chant changes. "You fool do you not recognize death when you see it?" The nazgul pulls out his sword and it catches on fire. "This is my hour!" As a wave of energy hits Kosh Nanarke, the wave blows off most of the protection of his encounter suit, Kosh responds with pressure, but the halls of Babylon 5 scream the following words:

Ash Burz-Durbagu, burzum-ishi. Daghburz-ishi makha gulshu darulu.

As lights all over the station explode, sparks flying to the ground, the words echo throughout the station, to those who hear it, the sound pounds on their heads, it's Black Speech, the tongue of Khazad'dum. As Delenn arrives in the hall she gazes upon the Lord of the dead. As he looks upon Delenn, the cries of Black Speech die and the last chant of Angmar begins.

Dollost-dîr cuiol ú-'ar nin degi! Le echelithar aen athar fuin ban; rhaw lîn mannen; ind tham lîn lanc na chen be-thobas.

Ristais dúath, nerchennin o chuil. Coll am na waewath goeyl. Tellin i Neder, gurth renia. Meditha han phan. Meditha ardhon.

As Delenn raises her triluminary, the energy, shatters the black robe and the creature loses form. Death has been defeated, the Witch-King of Angmar no more! As Delenn rushes to her old quarters, she opens the door and rushes inside. Kosh Nanarke goes over and looks at the smoldering ruins of the Witch-King, but Kosh knows that the Morgul-King has not been defeated, only sent back to the prison in Shadow Space.

Delenn goes to her son Irisma Mir. "Irisma Mir?"

Irisma Mir looks at his frighten mother, and also notices that the wall outside are burnt, it looks like war had just occurred outside this room. "Delenn?"

Delenn embraces Irisma Mir. "In Valen's name I though I have lost you." She looks at her son, how also seems scared out of his wits. "How did you get here?"

Irisma Mir looks at Kosh Nanarke. "Kosh told me. Than a species called the Hand was here, he took my pin, and threatens me with death!"

Delenn looks at Kosh Nanarke, then back at her son. "That's all right the pin was a decoy."

"A decoy?"

Delenn nods. "Yes Minbari don't get their pin till their 8 years old. So don't worry."

G'Kar meets up with the Sheridan's. "Irisma Mir I am truly sorry I have left you."

Irisma Mir looks at G'Kar. "That's all right G'Kar."

John, David, and Delenn II are waiting; they meet and go to "Freshair" in the Zocalo. John looks at Irisma Mir. "Irisma Mir I am glad you could come.

Irisma Mir sits down, so does Delenn. David Sheridan looks at the menu. "Father? Can we order now?"

Sheridan looks at Delenn, "Sure…" John looks for a waiter. "Waiter…"