Okay, okay, think: how do I stop a star from going supernova with the technology I have?

Maybe I could freeze it? No, I don't have a big enough weapon or the fabrication equipment on hand to build one before it goes boom.

Teleport it? No ranged teleporters and contact based ones would be obliterated by the star's heat and gravitic pull, as assembly those gravity cancelers, once again, take too long.

...Age it backwards? I DIDN'T KNOW HOW! I mean, I theoretically had the ability to do so using quantum genesis powers, but I'd need to figure out how to apply this on a stellar scale, and without causing other celestial issues.

...Crap, this was going nowhere really fast. What was I supposed to doWHY IS EVERYTHING SHAKING!?

...Did the Foundation just start shooting at me?

'No, I shot at the thing tethering your ship in place, kid.'

...Kid? I thought I was your pawn?

'Consider this a promotion.'

Not really funny.

'I'm not trying to be funny.'

Then what are you doing?

'Trying to save you. I can just teleport out of here, and frankly, I'm sure you can, but I doubt you want to leave your forces behind, especially since you've started to grow attached to some of them. And yes, I know some of them are now sapient. I'm always watching you.'

Well, your help is appreciated. Though, since you haven't mentioned any way to deal with the supernova, I'm guessing you don't have one? At least, not a method you can implement correct?

'Right on the money. I could turn back the clock on this thing a billion years if I could cut loose with my full might, but Celm would rather I didn't.'

"Warning: thirteen minutes until stellar life cycle termination."

Yeah, I don't need your help there, timer. No hard feelings, though.

'That was polite of you.'

NOT THE TIME.

'Fine, fine, fine!'

Argh, what could I do now? Try and plead with Celm to let Melissa cut loose just this once?

'You'd have better luck convincing a stream to flow straight up.'

Why does he want you to hold back so much?

'As I believe a famous Marvel Superhero's relative once said, With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility.'

...Good point. By the way, what powers do you have?

'Um, omnipotence? Among others, weather manipulation, black hole creation, mind control, multiversal travel, multiversal time dilation-'

Wait, what was that last one?

'The ability to alter the flow of time in one universe relative to another. Why are you...oh. Yeah, that might work...And Celm says I can help you with that, although he'll only let me give you an hour per minute dilation.'

Well, hopefully, my attempts to find a solution in the time slowed universe will take less than eleven and a half hours.

'Hopefully. Ready?'

YES!

Then a portal opened up in front of my commander (which was very far away form the battle, not like I was going to risk it here) and deposited both the robot and my mind in another universe.

Okay, time to work!

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As soon as the robot jumped through the portal, the machine began hastily setting up a facility to let it examine the Quantum Genesis powers. Meanwhile, the Infernum, Illuminate and Dread Lord fleets all continued to attempt to escape from their traps, firing everything they had at their tethers - all in vain. Desperation began to kick in as time ticked down.

In her chambers, Melissa grew more and more agitated as time began to run out. While her powers were not taking any major drain from her personal reserves to keep the boy operating at accelerated efficiency, that was not the source of her annoyance. That was actually worry over whether or not the boy would be able to succeed. Internally, she knew that there was no reason she had to help him like this - she could just pull him, his own fleet, and her own out of the battle, away from this screw you the Drengin had offered. Yet, at the same time, she knew that her pawn would never accept that kind of help if it meant leaving the Dread Lord civilians in this system to die. He'd likely call her out on it, and attempt to negotiate with Celm to, at the very least, prevent her from enjoying his hospitality. Additionally, though she was reluctant to admit it, the ROB knew that she didn't want her pawn to fail at saving these innocents - she liked his idealism, and did not wish to see it die.

As the timer ticked down to one minute and thirty seconds, though, she was really getting worried he wasn't going to find a solution.

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Okay, okay, calibrate the systems, charge the device, turn gravity back on, mount the machine on a ship, save the research for later, and DONE!

I sent a mental message to Melissa, and a moment later, she responded. A portal opened before me, leading directly toward the dying star. And through said portal was my solution to this mess: a sphere shaped vessel, with three pylons on one side, all aimed at the same point. Not very attractive looking, but I was trying to stop imminent death, not win a beauty pageant.

As the ship exited the portal, time normalized, leaving me with one minute and twenty seconds to avert disaster. Plenty of time, especially since the device had activated as soon as it had entered the portal. And by activated, I meant shot a glowing light at the star, which, much to everyone's surprise, was changing. Where it had once been red, not, slowly, it was turning blue, and getting smaller. In fact, ten seconds after it had fired my device had finished its mission, and where there had once been a red supergiant, there was now a newborn blue giant, several hundred million years away from stellar collapse.

All in a day's work.

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