July 4th 2282, 5:32 AM, Irisma Mir is woken up. Irisma Mir's new Earth mother, who watches over Irisma Mir while he lives on Earth helped save Earth from the Drakh Plague in 2267. "Irisma Mir get up, we have a guest."

Irisma Mir turns over to escape the light of his open door, his mother does not enter, even though she is Human, the child is Minbari-Human hybrid, the only relationships the adopted mother has is that she is somehow related to him in family name. Irisma Mir mutters back. "Tell him or whomever it is to leave a message at the beep."

Nezlenn Anubis looks at the half Human half Minbari hybrid whom is resting due the time change from Minbari time 20 hours 47 minutes to Earth time 24 hours 60 minutes. "Is that how you treat all your old friends?"

Irisma Mir props his Minbari body where his face is seen due to the light from the hall. "Anubis?"

Nezlenn Anubis nods. "Yes?"

Irisma Mir gets out of bed and welcomes his old friend. "So what brings you out here Anubis…hell I thought you were still on Minbar from the last time I saw you on Babylon 5."

Nezlenn Anubis, whom to was a Minbari-Human hybrid, but older then the young 23 year old Minbari-Human hybrid. "Come on, this is my home planet, and I figured what the heck I would go and met my old decrepit friend Irisma Mir."

Irisma Mir Oceanantaca Sheridan looks at Nezlenn Anubis with a sour, ill favored look on his face. "I am not that old, and if you don't mind I got to change my clothes, you go take a seat downstairs and I will be down there shortly Anubis."

Nezlenn Anubis nods and smirks looking at the robes, a cloth he refused to wear after his ceremonies into the Grey Council. "Sure, but don't take to long!"

Anubis heads downstairs into the living room where Kirishima, Irisma Mir's aide, had fixed breakfast. Kirishima is a young Minbari of the Religious Caste, only about 25 years old. The Minbari are trying to get the two married to continue the hybrid gene. "So Anubis, what really happen to you while you were gone, we heard that you've been hunting Drakh?"

Anubis takes the meal of flarn and sits down across from Kirishima. "No, that's not the whole truth, only a "Shadow" of it."

Kirishima sits down with her portion of the meal. "Well what happen?"

"I was affected by the VBD plague and went to Babylon 5; the Minbari Grey Council interrogated me and almost got barbequed by Ulkesh Kosh. Then met Irisma Mir as he was arguing with Earth Force officers…I am first truly sorry I did not ask, but I really don't know your name Satai?"

Satai Kirishima smiles, "My name is Satai Kirishima; I have been assigned to be an aide to Irisma Mir Oceanantaca. And you are Anubis?" As she points to Nezlenn Anubis.

Nezlenn Anubis smiles as he puts down is meal...it is a little early to be eating. "Well as you know my name is Anubis, but it is really Nezlenn Fursdri, Anubis is just a nickname given to me by my coworkers at the USGS, I am 40 years old, and I am a hybrid of half Human half Minbari which is performed by Satai Delenn to save my life from the VBD plague—so there is my back ground—just one question Kirishima, how old is Irisma Mir now?"

Kirishima Mir wants to hide the question in a dark place. "He is now 14 years old."

Nezlenn Anubis looks at Kirishima shocked! "I thought he was 23 years old?"

Kirishima nods, "he should be, but a while back ago Irisma Mir had a accident with his bionics and one of the side affects was de-aging. To many, this would be a gift, but to Irisma Mir it only meant that he would be stuck on Minbar longer!"

Nezlenn Anubis nods, "What I can't figure out is why would he leave Minbar to come to Earth?"

Kirishima smiles, "You have to understand Anubis; Irisma Mir had to watch the slaughter of his first family and he trying to clear his mind of the past." Anubis senses that there might be more of a connection between Kirishima and Irisma Mir. "What about you Anubis, why did you come back to Earth, mostly when you have relatives who know you?"

Nezlenn Anubis looks about the house. "I support my family, with the death of my father and mother a complete setup by the same government I worked for; I am here to protect them no matter what!"

Kirishima looks at Nezlenn Anubis confused about his choice of words. "So your parents are alive?"

Nezlenn Anubis smiles. "Yes, and in good health, I will soon be seeing them in a few more hours."

Kirishima jumps subjects. "Are you here for the Mount Saint Helens Chemical Plant Grand Opening?"

Nezlenn Anubis hears the words Chemical Plant and a cold shiver goes down his two plate spine. "Who me?"

Kirishima nods, "Yes, we thought that's why you came?"

Nezlenn Anubis hesitates for a second. "Yes I was planning to go; I think that I am going to hopefully talk some sense into those lunatics who built that complex."

Kirishima laughs. "Well all right, it should be interesting." Kirishima sips some warm water from the local water reserve.

"How about you Kirishima, are you and Irisma Mir going to the celebration?"

Kirishima shakes her head. "No, Irisma is talking about a place called Johnston Ridge about 40 miles away from the celebration; we'll try to stop by."

Irisma Mir Oceanantaca comes downstairs to greet Anubis again. "It's been a long time since I have seen you Anubis."

Nezlenn Anubis rises and smiles. "Well during the past, well to say I went through some major changes."

Irisma Mir looks at Nezlenn, the advancement of the virus called VBD had transformed his legs into land based fins. Partly due to the fact that Human's and Minbari are 97 percent fluid, and only 3 percent solid matter, hence why the virus is trying to advance Nezlenn Anubis into a fish-like creature, for the planet he lives on is 97 percent covered with water, Minbar is covered with 40 percent water, and 57 percent in ice, 3 percent in visible land. "I see, so are you still upset with me?"

"I still think you caused that problem!"

Irisma Mir smirks. "I am sorry about that!"

Nezlenn Anubis looks at Kirishima who is enjoying the conversation, then with no help from Kirishima, Nezlenn Anubis looks back at Irisma Mir. "Where were you going anyway in such a rush?"

"I was late for one of Ambassador Kosh's trainings; you know what happens when a Vorlon gets mad!"

Nezlenn Anubis nods and smiles. "Yes I been there, and to say its not a pretty sight. All I know is when you ran into me, I was truly scared to see a hybrid species, and more because I was warned that you were dealing with the Hand who kept trying to collect your DNA?"

Irisma Mir remembers his strange encounter on Babylon 5 with the Hand. Irisma Mir nods, his smile fades away. "Yes—my turn, to see a creation made by the Vorlon's was downright nerve-racking, I could just imagine what you were thinking when you ran into me, of course you had no idea that I was surrounded by bad intentions Anubis."

Kirishima begins shutting off the house lights, as Nezlenn Anubis picks up his belongings and takes his breakfast bowl into the washing room. Kirishima leads everyone outside. As they get outside, Nezlenn Anubis runs into his parents who have been looking for their son for awhile, As Mrs. Fursdri offers Kirishima and Irisma Mir a ride, Irisma Mir Oceanantaca says they already have a ride and Nezlenn Anubis challenges to a race to Mount Saint Helens, Irisma Mir agrees and the race began.

Irisma Mir watches Nezlenn Anubis Fursdri move away in the distance with his parents to Mount Saint Helens. Irisma Mir looks at Kirishima. "Kirishima."

Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir. "Yes Satai Oceanantaca?" She says...she knows it gets on his nerves.

Irisma Mir Oceanantaca whisper under his breath. "I got to teach her just to say my first name."

Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir and smiles. "I heard that, so what do you need Satai Irisma Mir?" As she looks at Irisma Mir.

Irisma Mir looks about in the open fields for his White Star. "Where did you park the White Star?"

Kirishima points to the clearing in front of Irisma Mir. "Over in the meadows Satai Irisma Mir."

Irisma Mir looks at the meadows. "Good, truly I don't want to loose a race, and Anubis did not say we could not use any White Star vessels." Irisma Mir gets to the White Star, "Kirishima."

Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir. "Yes Satai Irisma Mir?"

"I've ever showed you where Mt. St. Helens is located?"

Kirishima nods, "Yes Satai Irisma Mir, we are on course right now." The White Star goes to Mt. St. Helens. "So why are we going to Mt. St. Helens Satai Irisma Mir?"

Irisma Mir is becoming annoyed with his name. "Please just call me Mir."

"That would be disrespectful to you Satai."

Irisma Mir looks at Kirishima. "I see," Irisma Mir forgets about the whole argument as taught to him by Delenn. "Kirishima we are heading to Mt. St. Helens because of a race and you're worried about disrespect?"

Kirishima smiles. "Okay, at least there is a purpose Satai Mir." Kirishima walks away and while she walks away she says the sentence Irisma Mir Oceanantaca really dislikes "hybrids are so disputable"

Irisma Mir with sensitive hearing can hear Kirishima. "I heard that!"

Kirishima looks at her scanners and it says that the location is in reach. "Satai Mir we are approaching our contact point—further orders?"

Irisma Mir gets up from the captains chair, the chair only he is aloud to sit in. "Put it on viewer screen." The screen comes down and a live picture of Mt. St. Helens appears, they can see the snow crest crater. Below is Johnston Ridge Observatory. "Land at the building."

Kirishima sees three buildings on the scanners, Johnston Ridge, Coldwater Ridge, and the Forest Learning Center. "Which one?"

Irisma Mir points to the building built underground and nearest to the mountain. "The one underground."

The White Star lands on the old pavement. Kirishima looks at the place. "What's this place called Satai Mir?"

Irisma Mir hears to the air lock to get out of the White Star. "Johnston's Ridge Observatory."

Kirishima looks at the bios caners, only small critters register up...no Human's or other aliens. "It seems to be abandoned Satai?"

Irisma Mir nods sadly. "Yes it has, it was open in 1997, and it has then been running for nearly 200 years."

Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir. "How do you know that Satai?"

Irisma Mir opens the air lock and walks out in the fresh cool air. "I was here in 2010."

Kirishima seems to forget that Irisma Mir is of the past, rebirthed in the future, to deal with the present. "2010, that was 272 years ago!"

Irisma Mir nods, "Yes the Vorlon ship transported me, but no one said that we went through a time rift to bring a dead ethnic race from the past to the future."

Irisma Mir and Kirishima look at the worn down building. "So this building is in your time?"

Irisma Mir nods, his eyes filling with tears, this place is also here he met the Drakh...four thousand feet below them in the Spirit/Toutle Valley. "Yes, but I still wonder if it was worth it--yes it was." Irisma Mir looks at Kirishima. "Lets say we go inside and warm up, it was cold in the ship, and out here is no better."

"Sorry I will remember to preheat the ship." Kirishima and Irisma Mir go to Johnston Ridge Observatory's door. Kirishima tries the door, it wont budge. "The door is locked."

Irisma Mir takes out his PPG. "I will take care of this problem." Fires a small range PPG that shatters the 272-year-old lock. The windows are boarded up and the electric lights are shut off. As they walk inside there is a layout of a volcano and ash laid on the computers and everything else in sight. When Mir turned on the power it was about noon. The computers and lights came on. Mir logged into the computer and researches the last 250 years he has missed. Mir logs into the video cams archives and downloads the photos on to a data crystal. When Mir logged into the SRS web cam there were all ready hundreds of people there waiting for the celebration. Nezlenn's parents vehicle was there so they too must made it there. Mir figured that the celebration would start by 4:00 PM and would take three hours to walk there. So with these figures, Mir and Kirishima began walking, they passed Coldwater Visitors Center, so they approached the facility. When they got near the doors the ground began to shake. Mir grabbed Kirishima and shoved her to the ground. The quake was very violent and trees fell around them. Kirishima was so scared that she embraced Mir so hard that he could barely breathe.

When it was all over, Kirishima and Mir went inside the visitor's center. Mir looked around the place and it to had been closed for a while. Kirishima was concerned of the quake, "Is it wise to be in a building after a quake?"

Irisma Mir shakes his head. "No, not really, but I don't recall even what Earthquakes were, all that information was erased when I was rebirthed on Minbar."

Kirishima looks about the visitor center. "We don't have quakes on Minbar."

Irisma Mir looks at the data files and can only guess that they have quakes here every day. "According to this, here in Skamania County we have earthquakes all the time. This visitor center was built to be a sign of what happen to this land about 272 years ago!"

Kirishima goes to the boarded window and looked through a hole in the ply board. She was surprised to see about nine Drakh outside, discussing a plan, but she could not hear understand Drakh to well. So Kirishima moved away from the window slowly, and said quietly to Sati Irisma Mir, "You should come here!"

Mir wondering what Kirishima was saying, he approached her as he was told too. Mir got on his braced legs, destroyed by his transformation and put his eye near the hole and there standing was a Drakh wearing a suit that reminds him of something Londo told him? "Oh, what is it?" Irisma Mir whispers, "I remember, a rank the Drakh have, Londo told me so." Irisma Mir looks at Kirishima, Londo said this proved their rank in the Drakh Entire."

Irisma Mir looks at Kirishima. "What are they doing here?"

Kirishima just shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not sure." As the conversation went on, though neither Mir nor Kirishima could not understand a single word. The conversation stopped and they all turned their attention to the visitor center. One Drakh was heading towards the visitor center so Mir got off his legs and his braces on his legs clanged against the cement. As Mir looked at Kirishima they knew they were in big trouble. As Kirishima asked what was it, all of a sudden the visitor center was being filled with bullets. Mir dropped to the ground in time but his left second strap lock broke sending mettle into his leg that shot sever pain up his entire body. Kirishima hid behind a cement pillar. When the smoke cleared Kirishima dragged a huge model to block the shot up double doors. Mir asked what she was doing, as Mir raced over there, grabbed her and yanked her away.

That won't stop them!" Says Irisma Mir in a rushed manor. As they turned the corner four Drakh crashed through the windows and began searching for the source of the noise. Luckily Mir knew where the back door was and they scrambled out the doors and straight down 4000 feet to Coldwater Lake. The Drakh busted through the walls and found their victims down 3000 feet and falling, or should I say running. The lead Drakh took his grenade gun and launched 15 grenades down in the valley. As Mir and Kirishima kept on running, the first explosion almost shattered Kirishima legs. When the second of the 15 grenades fell there were great fiery explosions, but all were misses. The Drakh being now really upset reached into his pocket and pulled out a nuclear fusion rocket loaded it into the grenade gun and launched the missile. As it spun towards Mir and Kirishima it was diverted by a freak mountain wind and enters the lake. When the missile hit the bottom of the lake the explosion sent water and debris about 5000 feet into the air. Huge trees fell all around Mir and Kirishima. The sound of water fills the air. Irisma Mir looks up into the air and them at Kirishima. "Kirishima?"

Kirishima looks at the Drakh with the will to kill them. "What?"

Irisma Mir looks a the descending water. "This can't be good!" Kirishima goes over to Mir and once again embraces him again but this time more lightly. The sky turns bluish-gray and as Mir looks up towards the Drakh, Mir smiles, the Drakh smiles back then waves his hand and all the water rushes down on Mir and Kirishima. But because the force was great, the water race up the banks of the Coldwater hillside and practically soaks the entire of the Drakh Entire. The force was so powerful that the Drakh flew right into the Coldwater Visitors Center and lands most of them in the bronze lap of an old rugged man with a rugged face. He was the man of the mountain, Harry Truman. When the water drained back into Coldwater Lake, Mir and Kirishima were no where in sight of the Drakh, the Drakh were so upset that they killed their leader and robbed the old rugged man as there new appointed leader who has been dead for 302 years.

July 4th 2282, 3:50 PM Irisma Mir woke up first lying against a log. Kirishima was still embraced on him, Irisma Mir tried to wake her, but before he touched her, she woke up coughing, gagging on water. Kirishima and Irisma Mir were soaking wet from the lake water and all he could think of is what is the crew going to say about this? What? They can't leave us be for ten minutes because we will attract the wrong type of attention? Ridicules! Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir. "That was not one ounce of fun Satai Mir."

Irisma Mir looks at the devastation around the lake shore. "I agree with you!"

Kirishima looks up the hill for Drakh, but does not see any Drakh. "I wonder what the Drakh were doing here?"

Irisma Mir is still trying to ring the water out of his robes. "I am not really sure?"

The ground begins to shake gently with a low roar and silent muffled rumble. "Earthquake?"

Irisma Mir looks about the landscape, but the vibration also seems to be in the air. "I don't think so Kirishima!"

The sky turns black as a ship of great size heads out of hyperspace towards the SRS. Kirishima looks at the vessel. "A Drakh ship!"

Irisma Mir looks at the vessel. "This must be it!" Irisma Mir stands up, "Everywhere I go chaos is not far behind!"

At the end of the box like ship are two highly powered engines that keep the vessel hovering above the surface of the Earth. Then all of a sudden the ship stops! "What's it doing?"

Irisma Mir watches the ship, trying to figure out what the ship is doing here. "Stopping!"

Kirishima looks at Irisma Mir. "I already knew that, but why?"

Irisma Mir shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know?"

When it reached 4:00 PM, a crackling noise came from the ship, then the sky turned deep red with white lighting shooting through the sky. Then the front of the ship shot a red laser right towards the SRS. There was shaking of the ground then a fireball. This fireball was no regular color—it was blue. The chemical plant was having a sudden meltdown! Irisma Mir's eyes open wide as the blast cloud rushes towards them. "The chemical plant!"

Irisma Mir grabbed Kirishima and shoved her into the lake; Irisma Mir was not far behind her. They swam to the bottom clanged to a rock while the water was heated to nearly 80 degrees Fahrenheit's. It was hard to keep submerge underwater but when the firestorm ended Irisma Mir and Kirishima emerged out of the lake to view the burnt landscape. All that went through Irisma Mir's mind was his friend. Kirishima looked at the burning trees. Ash falling upon them. "What happened?" Kirishima was thinking of her crew. "I need to get back to the crew!"

Irisma Mir nods, "Hurry, I have to find Nezlenn Anubis, I'll meet you at Johnston Ridge." They separated to go in search of there agendas. Irisma Mir reached the SRS area in 30 minutes and the National Guard shoved Irisma Mir against the wall of the trailer. They drew his blood, and found out that he was not contaminated. This was the beginning of the long and difficult road of the Drakh Biological War.

July 4th 2282, 7:00 PM It was shocking to know the plant was made for war against the Drakh. As Irisma Mir looks at the commander of the National Guard, he looks at Irisma Mir...he can't figure why an alien like Irisma Mir Oceanantaca Sheridan would be here near the devastated plant. "Who are you?"

Irisma Mir looks at the commander, "Irisma Mir."

The commander looks at the crest bone around Irisma Mir's skull. "You don't look like any Human!"

Irisma Mir looks at the commander, his facial expressions are bent with anger. "I'm more Human then you could ever imagine!"

The commander sits down. "What do you mean?"

"Do you know the President?"

The commander nods. "Yes President Johnston."

Irisma Mir shakes his head slowly. "So what happened here?"

The National Guard does not answer quickly. "That is on a need to know basis, and you do not need to know."

Irisma Mir remembers what Nezlenn Anubis talked about. "It's the Mount Saint Helens Chemical Plant wasn't it?"

The commander looks at Irisma Mir, he is shocked! "What do you know about that subject?"

Irisma Mir smirks. "That is on a need to know basis!"

The commander looks at Irisma Mir, "do you know about the VBD plague?"

Irisma Mir looks at the commander. "Do you know a individual called Nezlenn Anubis Fursdri?"

The commander looks at Irisma Mir. "You know Nezlenn Anubis Fursdri?"

Irisma Mir nods, "yes, and Merr Casio."

The commander looks at other National Guard who are holding him down. "It was a biological plague, we made it to defeat the Drakh."

Irisma Mir looks at the ground. "A biological plague, were not better then the Liberators themselves!"

The commander nods, "The president ordered a fatwa that the Drakh would attack, so they picked Mt. St. Helens as the new site for the chemical plant for two reasons. One, no one goes here anymore, two, the volcanic ash can scrambles up the satellites transmission, so Eastern countries can't detect this place."

Irisma Mir looks up. "So what happened?"

The commander continues. "A race called—well that's classified!"

Irisma Mir fills in the lines. "Drakh?"

The commander looks at Irisma Mir, he can't understand how a 16 year old would know all this. "What!"

Irisma Mir continues. "The Drakh."

"How did you know?"

Irisma Mir shows a patch of the Interstellar Alliance. "We fought them what—oh yes sixteen years ago in a bloody war, but that is classified of course, but go on Commandant."

The commander figures that it might be wise to keep him for information. "The president told where the site was; we never encountered the race before. We thought it was safe."

Irisma Mir nods remembering the pen given to him from a Drakh named Shiv'kala. "Whatever a Drakh hands out can't be safe, not even a pin—trust me! It may be hybritical!"

The commander now understands why this child looks like a freak. "We never dealt with the Drakh!"

Irisma Mir looks at the blue streaks in the sky. "Well—so is this plague deadly?"

The commander looks at Irisma Mir. "No, it heals up all of your problems—of course it is deadly!"

Irisma Mir nods, "So what does it do?"

The commander pauses for a second then continues. "If you don't spread it to the media I guess I can explain, because we all will soon be dead! It has a respiratory disease like effect. Have you ever had some type of asthma recently?"

Irisma Mir shakes his head. "No."

The commander nods, "Well that is what the people will be suffering."

Irisma Mir rises slowly. "But my friend is in there."

The commander swings around, rage fills his eyes. "Do you think it is easy for me? My family is there, and I couldn't say anything!"

Irisma Mir can't figures out why he was told. "But why tell me?"

"Because if I die, there will be one other person to cover my story, the president is going to be dead and I suppose the Drakh will finish us off. At 9:00 PM we well be sending the National Guard to torch the area, then at 11:00 PM a 747 will crash into the plant triggering a total meltdown. I will need your help to get out as many survivors as possible. But we will have to hurry, because if we are not out of Skamania County we will be toasted." The commander and Irisma Mir head for a jeep. "We are running out of time, lets go!" As they load jeeps and put on protective concealed clothes they head into the area. When they hit the 23 miles from the SRS they entered a thick fog. It enters the jeep but cannot touch the National Guard or Irisma Mir. When they get there everyone is lying on the ground, in pain, and scared; it looked like Johnstown the morning after. Irisma Mir sees Nezlenn Anubis and rushes to Nezlenn Anubis and gives him a mask to breathe. When Irisma Mir looks at the rest of the people, three forth are dead including Nezlenn Anubis's family. As Nezlenn Anubis collapse, Irisma Mir grabs him before he fell. Irisma Mir picks up Nezlenn Anubis and carries this 24 year old barely in his arms. As Irisma Mir looks for any National Guard, he sees none, so he creeps into the forest to get back to the White Star.

As the commander looks around for Irisma Mir he does not see him. "Where is that child?"

A solider looks at the commander. "Who?"

The commander yells back. "The hybrid!"

The National Guard commander looks around. So does the soldier. "I don't know?"

The commander looks back at the foot soldier. "Find him, and here," he hands him a gun, "kill him!"

The soldier takes the gun, "but sir, he is Satai!"

The commander looks at the foot soldier. "That's an order soldier!"

"Ye—s sir!" When the National Guard rushes in the forest out of sight of anyone, he was not watching where he was going and fell into a steep rocky swamp sinkhole. As he keeps falling he cracks his mask and falls into four feet of murky cold water, about 20 feet down. As he hurried to put his mask on, he then finds out it was cracked. As he tries to escape out of the steep pond, the plague was slowly coming over the bank down into the pit. As it flowed around his legs, the pit was filling up quickly with the plague. A minute went by and the plague was up to his neck. Then in 10 seconds it covered him, he cough, and gagged. Liquid was flowing from his mouth that was sticky, mud and twigs stick to him from the sputum. The plague dehydrates him by causing him to sweat badly, then in two gasp he was dead—liquefied from cystic fibrosis. As for Irisma Mir, Irisma Mir made it back to Johnston Ridge and Nezlenn Anubis was cleaned by rare Vorlon technology—same to remove chrysalis scales. Irisma Mir knows the plague will not come this far. He is safe at Johnston Ridge. Kirishima and Irisma Mir stay behind at Mount Saint Helens, waiting for a rescue ship of their own, because Tirpitz, Irisma Mir's second aide is rushing Nezlenn Anubis to a hospital with The White Star.

As a personal flier meets the White Star, Tirpitz welcomes David Sheridan to Irisma Mir's vessel. David looks at Tirpitz "Hello."

Tirpitz looks at David Sheridan. "Why I thought you were on Minbar young Sheridan?"

David shakes his head. "No, I figured to travel with you. My name is David Sheridan I am a Ranger, who are you, I was expecting Irisma Mir or Kirishima?"

Tirpitz smiles, "My name is Tirpitz, second aide to Satai Irisma Mir."

David smiles and takes his seat in the captain's seat. "Nice name, you know how to fight?"

Tirpitz nods her head lightly, almost unnoticeable. "Yes."

David checks all systems, he is amazed of the pristine condition of Irisma Mir White Star, it's never been in battle. "What caste are you?"

Tirpitz replies. "Religious."

David smiles, "Religious, interesting, I am from the religious caste too." David finally adjusts the consoles for battle. "We better plan a course; we have to get going, for we don't need the National Guard looking at our White Star, you know how they drool over our ships!"

Tirpitz looks at the consoles, worries about her own master, Irisma Mir. "I just hope Irisma Mir, and Kirishima will be fine!"

David knows his youngest brother, and admires his skills in battle, but like his ship, never used them. "They will!" David finds the best hospital in Washington to land with this enormous vessel, there is none. "We need to get Nezlenn Anubis back to Minbar, but the plague has cause low line electrical interference, so we need to head north to evade out of the plague."

NORTHGATE, KING COUNTY

July 4th 2282, 7:59 PM, David Mir Arrestic is cutting stickers in the swamp. David is a young, near to being eight years old, has a skill with battling stickers six feet taller them himself. As he strikes at the stickers violently, his blond hair reflects in the evening sun, but clouds are beginning to twilight the swamp he works in. As David tires out, he turns to face his overpowering sister. "So there you are, where were you?"

David looks a his sister, his speech skills are slow due to the lack of proper oxygen flow. "Down here in the swamp."

David's sister becomes impatient. "David get up here, dinner is ready, then we will light fireworks."

David nods and folds up his cutters. "I will be right there."

David's sister demands him to come now. "Now!"

David nods, "All right."

David begins climbing the steep hill. "Don't worry, the stickers will be there tomorrow."

David looks up at his sister. "I know."

David, and Nanette are a few yards from the house. The sky streaks with thousands of blue stripes. "Wow, look at those fireworks, must be a new brand of shell?"

Nanette nods, "Must be."

Mother calling in desperation. "Nanette!"

Nanette looks at her mother. "Yes mother?"

Nanette goes to her mother, her mother tells her what the news anchor told him. "The news say that blue streaks will be in the sky because of a deadly plague, they urge us to remain inside."

Nanette looks at the sky. "It's already here."

The mother looks at the sky. "Oh my God, so it is real!"

David looks at the sky. "Looks like we have ourselves a biological war."

Mother takes David and Nanette by the hand. "Come inside now!"

David, Nanette, Mrs. Arrestic, their grandmother and grandfather sit around the dinner table, prepared for their possibly, last meal. David's grandfather says grace. "Oh Lord thanks us with the food we eat tonight, and bless this very house with your good graces, in your heavenly name—Amen."

The whole family replies. "Amen." The family eats dinner.

July 4th 2282, 10:31 PM, Nanette calls to her grandparents. "Grandmother, Grandfather come join us for the firework show."

Mr. Arrestic replies in his tired voice. "We will be right there."

Away, about two miles away from the Arrestic's home is the White Star. But they're not alone! "Caption Sheridan we have disturbances below."

David Sheridan looks at Tirpitz. "What is it Tirpitz?"

Tirpitz is unsure what he is seeing. "Not sure." A Drakh vessel fires its main laser and hits the White Star. "We have been hit caption, and it appears that we are going down too!"

David Sheridan holds on for dear life as the White Star does a nose dive towards the Arrestic's property. "Tell me something I did not know Tirpitz!"

Tirpitz looks at David. "I have a pet teewasabe Minbari Bird."

"What?" As David Sheridan gives a puzzled look.

Tirpitz smiles. "Just joking captain."

David looks at the property. "Darn, now I remember why I dislike Minbari crew, they are so darn humorous when they're going to die!"

Tirpitz looks at the geography of the landscape. "No, we are not captain."

David shakes his head. "Never mind, land in those trees." As David points to a swamp behind a two story house.

Tirpitz nods, "All right captain."

David Mir Arrestic carries the fireworks to a brick on the lawn. A large flash lights up Northgate from the White Star's crash. David's mother yells at his in the house. "David stop lighting those fireworks!"

David's mother emerges out of the house. "But I am not!"

David's mother looks at David. "What do you mean your not?" David points to the lighter still in the house. Then there is another flash. "What the? Must be a stray shell."

Mother, Grandmother, Grandfather, Nanette, and David are outside. Grandfather looks at David and Nanette. "We are all here; lets begin the show before I become dinner for the mosquitoes." David lights the fireworks under his mothers' supervision.

11:47 PM, David's mother tucks David into bed. "Goodnight David."

David smiles, "goodnight mother." David climbs into bed, shuts his eyes and then in time he falls asleep.

11:52 PM, The plague main wave hits the sleepy town of Northgate, but it lost its deadliness, all it can do is advance genetics diseases. The president receives a chart of the plagues advancements. On the last page of the 5,000-page booklet there is a genetic chart to show what will happen to people who have any diseases, and then it pops into the presidents mind. 70+ (age) will be affected, and 8-18 (age) will also be affected because of weak immune systems. The planet is about to be reterraformed, and cries already can be heard from the president's office.

(See below fore chart)

ILLNESS (current of patient)NEW ILLNESS (current of plague)STATUS OF AGE INFECTED.

Asthma--Cystic Fibrosis--Alive 8-10yrs

Cystic Fibrosis--Tuberculosis--Dead 8-30yrs

Cataract--Glaucoma--Alive 25-50yrs

Hemophilia--Leukemia--Alive 8-10yrs

Leukemia--Anemia--Dead 8-10yrs

Allergy--Laryngitis--Dead 10-13yrs

Acne--Dermatitis--Alive 18-23yrs

Emphysema--Tuberculosis--Dead 10-14yrs

Nephritis--Kidney Failure--Dead 10-14yrs

German Measles--Smallpox--Dead 10-17yrs

Atherosclerosis--Hypertension--Alive 10-25yrs

Diabetes--Hyperthyroidism--Alive 25-75yrs

Seizures--Epileptic Seizures--Alive 25-75yrs

Influenza--Pneumonia--Alive 10-12yrs

Bronchitis--Pneumothorax--Dead 5-9yrs

With reading the end of the papers the president raises the gun to his head and kills himself. In Northgate the mists of the plague disturbed David's breathing and send him into a deadly asthma attack. While asleep David choked and gagged as his lungs were filled with sputum.