They arrived at Alpha Centauri. Calara, with Sakura as a bodyguard and friend, took the Raptor out of the Invictus and went for Epsilon Eridani. A starstruck Flight Command tech gave them clearance for a docking bay, and when they landed a large crowd was already gathering. John took Alyssa, Rachel, and Dana with him out the airlock. John dealt with the crowd, and was met at the entrance to the docking bay by a man in a fine suit. "Mr. Voss regrets he is unable to greet you in person, Admiral Blake. I'll escort you to his office."
John and his Lionesses went through Olympus to a large office, suitable for the Terran Federation's richest ally. Rachel greeted a black-haired woman around 25 warmly. "Abi! It's been a long time!"
"Miss Voss," Abigail nodded politely with a smile.
"Please, judging by that rock on your finger you're going to be my stepmother, you can call me Rachel," Rachel said, pulling a surprised Abigail into a hug.
"What about your own rock?" Abigail said, pulling up Rachel's left hand to admire the ring. "Who's the lucky man?"
"That would be me," John said proudly.
Abigail blinked. "But I thought… you and Calara…"
"Polygamy isn't illegal, Abi. But we're letting the public think Calara is John's only bride. Imagine the scandal if it got out the Lion is planning to marry every member of his crew," Rachel chuckled.
"All of them?!" Abigail gaped.
Alyssa and Dana brought up their own left hands so Abigail could see the rings. John shrugged helplessly.
Abigail shook her head. "Well, whatever works for you." She pressed a button on her desk. "Henry, Rachel and her crew are here."
Henry came out of his office, wearing a suit more expensive than most cars. He happily hugged Rachel tight. "Good to see you, darling. I hope you're hungry, I made us reservations at the best steakhouse on Olympus. They're actually not half bad!"
"I could eat," Rachel said nonchalantly. "So, when's the big day?"
"I could ask you the same," Henry fired back.
"After the War," Rachel said. "Private ceremony, but you're invited of course. You need to give me away and everything."
"What War?" Abigail asked.
"It's a long story, Abigail, and ignorance is bliss. If you really want to know, we can tell you after lunch," John told his future mother-in-law, which made him feel a bit odd given she was almost half his age.
Henry led them to the dining complex at Olympus. The maitre'd at the steakhouse almost fainted when he recognized Henry Voss AND the Lion in the same party, but he led them to their private table. Henry sniffed and sipped the wine before approving it for the party. They all enjoyed the quality food, talking freely about every topic under the sun. Abigail proved to be a keen conversationalist.
After Henry paid the bill, they went to the Medical Bay. The lead doctor came to greet them personally. "Doctor Voss, come to grace us with your angelic powers again?" he asked eagerly.
"Well, I was in the neighborhood," Rachel shrugged. Her eyes began to glow. "Need some help with your arthritis?"
Rachel swept through the Medical Bay, curing every patient and a few of the doctors of every injury or illness. Abigail had wide eyes at seeing her future daughter-in-law work. When she was finished, they returned to Henry's office. There, they all sat down on the obscenely comfortable furniture. "So, Abigail, still want to know about the War?" John asked.
"It's dark stuff, Abi. I sometimes wish I was still ignorant of what's to come," Henry warned his fiance.
"A problem shared is a problem halved. I want to help you carry your burdens, Henry. I didn't just sign up for the good days, but the bad days too," Abigail said resolutely.
John revealed that there were dozens of hostile, technologically advanced empires in the galaxy, just waiting to find the Galactic League and squash them like bugs. Abigail remained remarkably composed as the information settled in. She held Henry's hand. "That's why you bought all those companies, and have been working so hard on refitting the fleet. You're getting us ready for war. You're an incredible man, Henry."
Henry blushed scarlet at the praise from the woman he loved.
They talked for the afternoon, and then John and the girls returned to the Invictus. Alyssa informed him that Calara and Sakura were having fun at Maria's and would be back late. John had Jade feed the new Nymphs and Jehanna for dinner, and again before bed. John went to bed, waking in his sub-plane and working on the defenses. He was ever aware of the howls of the Fallen Progenitors in the distance.
In the morning, John hugged and kissed Calara and Sakura, who had returned while they were sleeping. "Good visit?" he asked.
"Mom practically adopted Sakura," Calara chuckled.
"She's a very sweet woman," Sakura blushed.
They had breakfast, John had Jade feed the new recruits, and then they went to the Command Bridge. They got armored up and took their seats. "Take us to Mazaya," he ordered.
After the short journey, they arrived at Ross 248. Jade took them in towards the planet Mazaya's capital city.
"We're being hailed by the Planetary Governor," Lirrash alerted them.
"Put him on," John told his Comms Officer.
A heavyset man with dark skin appeared with a broad but insincere smile. "Welcome to Mazaya, Admiral Blake. I am Governor Pankaj Khatri. How can I be of service this pleasant morning?"
"Among the multiple crimes your brother Arjun has been charged with, it was revealed that there is a Nymph imprisoned inside the Khatri estate. I am going to retrieve her. Any who stand in my way will be executed. Have I made myself perfectly clear?" John said in a voice like Death.
"I'm afraid I'll need to see a warrant before I'll allow you access to my family's estate," Pankaj tried to stymie him.
"I'm an Admiral serving in High Command, I have the authority to pursue all lines of inquiry without interference. Thank you for the call and have a pleasant morning." Lirrash ended the call in the man's shocked face.
They took the Raptor down to the Khatri estate. The stately home was centuries old, and had hosted generation after generation of the decadent, depraved Khatri clan. Over a dozen hover-cars were parked in the sweeping drive, and what seemed like every Khatri on Mazaya was gathered in a show of solidarity.
John and his Lionesses walked down the loading ramp, their Crystal Alyssium boots thunking on the metal. Jade was the only one not wearing armor, but she didn't need it. She'd worn an outfit she didn't particularly like in anticipation of tearing out of it.
"I am Admiral John Blake. I am here conducting an investigation. Stand aside or be arrested as accessories to Arjun Khatri's crimes," John announced loudly.
Governor Pankaj walked up with his arms spread wide. "There's no need to make threats, Admiral Blake. Do you have any evidence to support these supposed crimes my brother committed?"
"Fuck this, we're wasting time," Alyssa snarled. Her eyes glowed and she sent out a psychic pulse. Almost every Khatri glowed red.
"You have been found guilty," John told the shocked Khatri, staring at their glowing bodies. "Prepare to die."
Jade transformed into a dragon and roared, flying to land on top of the mansion and clawing her way down to the dungeon that Alyssa had found when Spirit-Walking. John and his Lionesses raised their Tachyon Rifles and began to kill the guilty Khatri. It took less than a minute to take down each red-glowing man or woman with headshots. All that remained were young men and women who hadn't yet participated in the family's sick rituals.
Jade flew back to them, a woman clutched in her claws. She let the woman go, who looked at John with wide eyes. John reached out with his mind and severed her connection to Arjun Khatri. She blinked. "Are you this one's new master?" she asked in a familiar way.
"Yes, I am," John confirmed, picturing Ailita's form and opening his mind shield. The Nymph shimmered into an albino catgirl with bubblegum pink hair and big blue eyes.
"Will you use this one, Master?" Ailita asked with a perfectly subservient expression.
"Later," John promised.
The police arrived then, along with a news crew.
It took hours to clean up the mess. John explained that he'd been there to simply retrieve the Nymph and the Khatri family had tried to impede him. Alyssa had ascertained their guilt, and Irillith managed to find evidence of all their crimes and upload it to the police station by the time they were ready to leave. John and his Lionesses, plus Ailita, returned to the Invictus. They got unarmored in the Armory and went up to the bedroom. "Ailita, I'd love to feel your mouth," John told the albino catgirl.
"Right away, Master!" Ailita said, opening his pants and taking him to the root without preamble. John enjoyed a Nymph's blowjob and filled her belly after 5 minutes. He added Ailita to Jade's network and invested a good chunk of energy into strengthening her body, mind, and powers. Ailita was purring, rubbing her big belly, her tail wagging in delight.
"Alyssa, get us on a course for Karron. I'll go cook lunch," John said, helping Ailita to stand.
John went to cook, Jade and her sisters welcoming Ailita with open arms. They had a pleasant lunch, Alyssa informing everyone they'd be at Omicron Ceti in 3 days. John recalled that in the Fool's Gold a trip from the Core Worlds to Karron had taken over a month. He'd come a long way.
John trained for the afternoon, dueling psychically with Alyssa and the girls in the Secondary Hangar. Their Eldritch Focuses really amplified their powers. After dinner, John took Ailita to bed, giving her a full womb to really welcome her to the crew.
John kept the new Nymphs and Jehanna on a strict feeding schedule for the duration of the trip. Jehanna reached the Ward build and began to train in the Firing Range. The 4 Nymphs from Tartarus started to develop their personalities. Neysa was calm and contemplative, Leylira was a fierce warrioress, Betrixa was a little sex kitten, and Marika was maternal and kind. Ailita, being a few days behind her sisters, was slower in growing.
The girls were not idle. Alyssa put Jehanna through the ringer with psychic training, getting her shields as strong as possible and making her cast illusions and invisibility cloaks until the former reporter's head ached. Calara and Sakura sparred with each other when John wasn't available. Dana filled dozens of mags with Runic Destroyers, stocking the Tachyon Rifles for war. Irillith, Nia, and Oberon made a Progenitor-level training course to get Irillith ready to hack Thrall ships and Progenitor Dreadnoughts. Lirrash, Rachel, and Tashana had duels of their own. Jade taught her sisters how to shapeshift, focusing on Tiger form. Helene taught herself more about the galaxy through the Holonet, with assistance from Nia and Obi.
They pulled into Omicron Ceti, and approached the moon-like asteroid named Karron. They were hailed by Flight Command. "Lion! I mean, Admiral Blake, sir! What brings you to Karron?" asked an overwhelmed tech.
"Relax, this is a social visit. We need a docking bay for my Raptor. We'll be in armor, though, can't be too careful," John explained.
They were allocated a landing pad and the tech ended the transmission. John and all the girls bar the new Nymphs and Helene got armored up and grabbed their guns and secondary weapons. Nia and Obi grabbed Tachyon Rifles, their built-in weapons would have no effect on Fallen Progenitors. Their combat webbing filled with magazines of Runic Destroyers, they got in the Raptor. The gunship flew into Karron, landing on their designated landing pad. The glittering Crystal Alyssium ship shone amidst the grubby surroundings.
"I'm so tempted to psychic pulse this whole rock, but we need to conserve energy," Alyssa sighed. "Follow me, I'll lead you to my old home."
The Lions of the Federation walked through the tunnels of Karron. All who saw them either gaped in open-mouthed shock or ran the other direction. They reached Alyssa's old home, a dilapidated shack in one of the more claustrophobic tunnels. "It looks smaller than I remember," the blonde Matriarch mused.
John knocked on the door. A young woman who already had worry lines answered, her emaciated frame making her pregnant belly look obscene. "The Lion!" she gasped.
"Hello, my name is Admiral John Blake. I'm interested in purchasing your house. How does 500 thousand credits sound? I have the money right here," John said gently, pulling out a cred stick.
"A-a-are you serious?!" the poor woman asked.
"Yes, I am. Please gather your belongings and leave this area," John said, handing the cred stick over that held more money than this poor girl would probably have seen in her life.
"Oh, I got to find Archie! We can finally get off this rock!" The expectant mother threw some tatty clothes and keepsakes into a small bag and waddled at speed away, clutching the cred stick like it was her ticket to a new life, which it was.
John led the girls into the shack. Alyssa looked around, overcome by memories. "Do we really have to do this?" Alyssa asked.
"I owe it to you," John said.
Alyssa set her shoulders. "We're ready."
*As are we, Baen'thelas,* Edraele told him.
John girded himself. Then he gathered the psychic imprints of Sarah and Edward Marant. He reached into the Deep Astral for a Spark of Consciousness.
Xar'aziuth hijacked the connection, as they predicted. A yawning portal into the Astral opened, and Fallen Progenitors in a variety of twisted, obscene shapes and forms charged for the Material Plane.
John and his Lionesses entered the portal. Plan B was to fight off the Fallen Progenitors until there was none left or Xar'aziuth retreated. But John hoped Plan A would work. John reached for his connection into the Deep Astral, which Xar'aziuth had seized control of. John focused and channeled his pure love for the girls, the most positive emotion in existence, through the connection. Xar'aziuth, the most evil being to ever exist in this corner of the universe, recoiled at the foreign feelings. They were cast out of the portal and it closed.
"That trick probably won't work next time," John sighed, setting his Tachyon Rifle and Kyth'vindathys on the floor. He unlocked his armor and began to divest himself of it, Alyssa mimicking him.
"Alyssa? Is that really you?" asked a woman's voice.
Alyssa turned to see the solid ghost John had conjured. Sarah Marant was wearing a lovely yellow sundress, which highlighted her porcelain skin and golden hair. "Mom?" Alyssa asked, her eyes watering with tears.
"Oh, my precious baby girl!" Sarah sobbed, rushing to embrace her daughter.
"Are those my two favorite girls in the whole galaxy?" Edward asked, appearing and coming to wrap both his wife and daughter in a bear hug.
"Daddy!" Alyssa sobbed. "I love you so much! I never got to tell you that day…"
"Hush, Pebble. I knew," Edward comforted her.
Alyssa, knowing time was short, turned to grab John's hand. "Mommy, Daddy, this is my fiance, John Blake."
"Mister and Missus Marant, it's an honor to finally meet you," John nodded respectfully.
"You're engaged? My little girl's so grown up!" Sarah gushed.
"You seem a fair bit older than my little girl, Mr. Blake," Edward said gruffly, and Alyssa beamed at hearing her father be an overprotective bore over her.
"Yes, but we both know who's the boss in this relationship," John chuckled.
"Like mother, like daughter then, eh Pebble?" Edward chuckled.
"Eddie, you're embarrassing her," Sarah scolded. "So what do you do for a living, John?"
"He's an Admiral, Mommy," Alyssa answered for him.
Sarah and Edward both gasped at the idea of having a member of High Command for a son-in-law.
The other girls all took off their helmets and introduced themselves. Alyssa introduced Calara as her lesbian life partner, Dana as her childhood friend, and the rest of the girls as practically sisters to her. Sarah and Edward were polite and welcoming to all of them.
"Are you happy, my beautiful girl?" Sarah asked, sensing her time was nearing an end.
"So much, Mommy. I'm so glad I finally got to meet you. You're everything I hoped you'd be. I love you. You too, Daddy. I miss you, and think about you every day," Alyssa told her parents, her tears welling up again.
"I'm so sorry I left you, Pebble. Look after her, John," Edward ordered.
"I will," John nodded solemnly.
Alyssa grabbed one last hug with her parents before she turned sobbing into John's chest, unable to watch them fade away.
They spent half an hour just letting Alyssa recover from the turbulent emotions of the encounter. Then she wiped her eyes. "I got all geared up for a fight. What do you say to a visit to Diablo gang territory?"
John couldn't find it in him to deny his Matriarch some revenge against her old tormentors. "What about Fat Tony? In my first life, he redeemed himself."
"So there's a drop of good somewhere inside him. Fine, he gets a free pass. But we're recruiting Kelli and Perl," Alyssa said no-nonsense.
"Do I get a say in this?" John chuckled.
"XO is in charge of recruitment. And since they weren't saved by Fat Tony and fell for him, they're free agents," Alyssa argued logically.
"I'll defer to your expert eye for talent," John said lightly.
They went to the part of Karron controlled by the Diablo gang. When they were right around the corner from the entrance to their territory, Alyssa's eyes began to glow white. She sent out her psychic pulse, marking every mind in her range as innocent or guilty. She made Fat Tony glow pink, just to embarrass him and mark him out from the rest.
The Pride of the Federation swept through Diablo territory, killing everyone who glowed red. They reached the locked door into the gang's inner sanctum, and Alyssa tore it off its hinges. They ignored the bullets fired at them, their Progenitor Shields able to take the small level of punishment for days. They killed all the guilty, including the leader Pitbull who tried to fire a minigun at them. Soon, all that was left were some kids who hadn't been properly initiated yet and Fat Tony, who had wisely dropped his gun and got on his knees.
"Get out, rethink your lives," John told the young men. They ripped off their uniforms and left.
"Remember me, Fat Tony?" Alyssa asked, walking up to the surviving Diablo.
Fat Tony gulped. "Sorry, no. Should I?"
"You only stole a box of nutri-bars from me when I was 15, among other things," Alyssa said darkly.
Tony frowned before blinking. "No fucking way… Alyssa?"
"I've looked into your mind, Tony. I know you inside and out. There's potential for good in you, if you would stop taking the path of least resistance. I'm giving you this one free pass. If I ever come back and you're not glowing white, I'll end you myself. Are we clear?" Alyssa asked the ganger.
"Clear," Tony said, eyes wide.
"The Diablos are done. Find an honest job, save up, get to a proper planet, start a new life. Go," Alyssa barked.
Tony got to his feet and ran out of Diablo territory, never to return.
Alyssa led them to Pitbull's bedroom. They found Kelli and Perl, Pitbull's bedwarmers, huddled in the corner. "Relax, we're not going to kill you," Alyssa said gently. "You're innocents, after all."
"Who are you?" Kelli asked, trying to keep the fear out of her voice.
"You don't watch TFNN much, do you? We're the Lions of the Federation. I'm Alyssa Marant, you might remember me and Sparks here," Alyssa said, taking off her helmet, Dana doing the same.
"Alyssa and Sparks? Holy motherfucking hell, what happened to you two?!" Perl gaped.
"We got on a proper diet, three square meals a day," Dana chuckled. "Seriously, it has to do with John here. He's an alien, a Progenitor. He has magic jizz that can rewrite your DNA."
"No, seriously," Kelli asked, clearly skeptical.
"We'll answer all your questions back at our ship. Come with us, unless of course you'd prefer to stay on Karron," John offered.
"Free ride off this hellhole? I'm in!" Perl said excitedly.
The Lions escorted Kelli and Perl back to the Raptor. Once they were through the airlock, both girls breathed in deep, making their chests rise in a way John was distracted by. "That's the sweetest air I've ever tasted," Kelli sighed.
"We've got the best oxygen filters in the galaxy," Dana said proudly. She'd slightly improved on the base Progenitor design.
They took the grav-tubes to the cockpit and Kelli and Perl got their first look at the Invictus. "Holy shit! That fucker's huge!" Perl gaped.
"She's only a Battlecruiser, Battleships and Dreadnoughts are a lot bigger," John informed them.
They landed in the Primary Hangar, which housed the stealth shuttle and the Valkyrie. "Is that a mech?" Kelli asked in disbelief.
"My baby, the Ultimate Weapons System Strike Valkyrie Ultra. Everyone just calls her Valkyrie for short," Dana told the former whore.
They left the Raptor and went up to the Command Bridge to get unarmored in the Armory. Helene and the new Nymphs all hugged and kissed John, to Kelli and Perl's shock. They took the grav-tubes up to their bedroom, and John led them to the main grav-tubes and up to the Command Deck. They all filed into the Briefing Room, sitting in the order they joined. The table was sized for 20, so there was room.
"Okay, Kelli, Perl. Let's start at the beginning. Like Sparks told you, I'm a Progenitor. We're the most powerful psychics in the galaxy, and we form psychic networks of women we can tap for power. To join my network, you have to drink my cum, that's just how it works. While my cum's in your belly, I can use my power to rewrite your DNA. With your permission, I'd like you to join my network and go through the Change."
"You mean we could look like Alyssa or Sparks?" Perl asked in wonder.
"Yes, but you should be aware, you'd be signing up for an eternity in my harem. I'm immortal, or at least unaging, and I can restore your youth each time I feed you. And I'm going to be waging a war against the other Progenitors in the galaxy. If you want, we can drop you off somewhere in the Outer Rim with enough money to set yourselves up and that'll be that. But the option to join my crew is there," John told the two worm girls.
Kelli and Perl whispered to themselves. "I got just one question: are you good in bed?" Kelli asked.
The girls of the crew all chuckled. "Sister, he's a GOD," Alyssa informed them.
"Then we're in!" Perl announced.
"Are you sure?" John asked.
"The fuck have we got to lose?" Kelli pointed out.
"Plus you saved us from the Diablos, we owe you one," Perl grinned.
"Then let's go to my bedroom so I can give you your first dose," John said, accepting he now had two new crewmates. "Girls, get lunch ready."
John led Kelli and Perl to his bedroom. "Let's take a shower first," he suggested.
"God, I haven't had a proper shower since Trixie's," Kelli thought aloud.
John led them into the bathroom and disrobed without thinking. "Holy fuck!" Perl gasped. "What are you, half-Largath?!"
"I'm a Progenitor. We're bigger than Terrans," John shrugged.
"Are those 4 balls?" Kelli asked with wide eyes.
"Meet the quad," John said with a chuckle.
John led them into the shower, and they moaned as the hot water fell on them. John lathered up his hands and gave both of them a full-body wash, tenderly massaging their muscles. Pitbull had kept them well-fed by Karron standards, so they weren't as painfully skinny as Alyssa or Dana had been. When they were both squeaky clean, John led them to the auto-dryers and then to his bedroom.
"I'd have blown you just to get that shower!" Perl declared.
"Speaking of blowing me," John said suggestively, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Kelli and Perl gave him a double blowjob, going into the daze once both got a taste of his precum. John fed both girls a quart and tucked them into the bed. He added them to Alyssa's portion of the network. *Give me energy, I'd like to see how far we can push the Change in one dose,* John told his 3 Matriarchs. John channeled the flood of energy that filled him into his 2 newest Wards and left after getting redressed.
"So, what powers do you want to give them?" Alyssa asked as he took his place at the head of the table.
"I'm debating just recycling old powers I know will be useful or giving them something we haven't used yet just to see what happens," John admitted. "I'll make up my mind as I learn more about them."
"We'll reach the Kirrix border fleet in a couple hours," Alyssa told him.
They finished lunch and went up to the Bridge, John continuing to channel energy into Kelli and Perl. He and his Lionesses chatted to pass the time, until they reached the ships guarding the Terran Federation from a Kirrix invasion. John had Lirrash hail the Porphyrion, the Battleship that led the fleet. Admiral Nathan Zelig appeared on the vid-screen. "Admiral Blake. Fleet Admiral Devereux alerted me that you would be coming to the border, but she failed to explain as to why."
"I have a plan on how to potentially deal with the Kirrix. Before that, though, I'd like to meet you in person. I'll be bringing Alyssa," John told the fellow member of High Command.
Zelig frowned. "You mean you wish to use her Telepathy to determine whether I am 'innocent' or 'guilty'."
"Well, if you've done nothing wrong, you've got nothing to worry about," John pointed out.
"Please dock with the Porphyrion, I'll be ready to meet you," Zelig said, setting his shoulders.
John, Alyssa, and Calara got in uniform and took the Raptor in to dock with the Porphyrion's airlock. They were met by Zelig's XO, who led them to the Bridge. John received a standing ovation, which he acknowledged with a wave, before entering Zelig's Ready Room. Zelig was waiting for them, head held high. "Get it over with, then," he said.
Alyssa's eyes glowed white for a few seconds. "He's clean," she said.
Zelig blinked. "I am?"
"There's a big difference between murder and killing to protect someone else. You saved Emilia's life, taking care of her abusive husband. As far as I'm concerned, you're not guilty," Alyssa explained.
"Yes, but who gave you the right to judge who lives and who dies?" Zelig asked in a hard tone.
"John," Alyssa replied easily. "John did, when he gave me the power to look into someone's soul and know beyond a shadow of doubt whether they're good or evil. And when it comes to vigilantism, you don't really have a leg to stand on."
"You got me there," Zelig admitted. "Perhaps I misjudged you, Admiral Blake."
"I'm just trying to protect the Terran Federation, from itself if necessary," John told the man. "Now, have you seen a Kirrix Dreadnought on your long-range scans?"
"No, I don't think we've ever seen that class of ship, even during the Purges," Nathan admitted. "Why?"
"As you know, my crew is psychic. The Kirrix are as well. There's a parallel dimension accessible to psychics called the Astral Plane. I know that sounds like something out of a holo-novel but it's true. The 100 Kirrix Hive Queens meet in a sub-plane in the Astral called the Palace of Dreams. If I can track down a Hive Queen, I can address the Hive Queens in the Palace of Dreams and… negotiate a truce," John told Nathan.
"What kind of truce?" Nathan asked curiously.
"I'm basically going to threaten to blow up their homeworld if they don't stay out of the Galactic League for the rest of time," John revealed.
"Could you?" Nathan asked in shock.
"It would take a few months to build a Quantum Annihilator, hook it up to a World Destroyer, and escort it to Kirr-Inax, but it's possible," John answered honestly.
"What in God's name is a Quantum Annihilator?" Nathan asked.
"I assume you've watched footage of the First Battle of Terra. It's the alien gun that Nexus dug up on the moon. The one that blew up when the Invictus knocked the Mining Ship into it," Alyssa told the Admiral.
"How do you know how to build one of those things?" Nathan asked, eyes narrowing.
*How's Lynette feel about Nathan being read into the Progenitors?* John asked Alyssa.
*She says she trusts your discretion. If you trust him with it, you can tell him,* Alyssa replied after a second.
"This is highly classified, only the Fleet Admiral and a handful of Admirals know what I'm about to tell you," John told Nathan. John revealed he was a Progenitor, an ancient race of psychics who ruled empires throughout the galaxy. That a Progenitor, Larn'kelnar, was responsible for the Kintark war. That John was doing his best to get the Galactic League ready for the Progenitor War. Nathan looked stunned, but he agreed to keep the information to himself.
"Be seeing you, Nathan. If I'm successful, your job will be redundant," John said with a handshake. Then he led Alyssa and Calara back to the Raptor.