What Comes Before
Part I: The Investigation
As Mek Het walks into the room, he felt slightly depressed. The Menaetheans offered the Order some worthwhile resistance. That is, while the resistance lasted. The only thing he can look forward to now, is a series of campaigns against undeveloped races, many of which have not even developed light drive. Hardly anything to be excited about for the Chief Strategist of the Cantharan Order.
Meanwhile, the Ishimans seem only capable of issuing diplomatic protests. The enigmatic Bazidanese continue to call for conferences, although even their delegates have admitted off the record, that these calls have become a formality. They can no longer realistically expect even token compliance from the Order. The Bazidanese have begun to recognize that power in the known galaxy has shifted and it is not shifting in the direction of the Elejeetians.
As soon as Mek Het sat down, other Cantharans began to arrive. Many sitting behind him. The rest sitting besides him. None however, dares to take the seat in front of him. A slight crack of smile, almost undetectable, appears on his lips.
"The council will come to order," announced the chairman even though the members filtered into the room silently.
"Does anyone wish to speak?" asked the chairman.
There was silence in the room. Mek Het knew that no one dares to speak before he does. He deliberately waited a while longer, just to make sure that he will not be challenged. Eventually, the silence becomes deafening.
"Seeing none, I move to open the agenda," said Mek Het.
"Any other motions?" asked the chairman. The question was unnecessary. The members replied with silence.
"Very well, the agenda has been opened," declared the chairman. Then he picked up the pad in front of him and announced:
"There are 17 items currently on the agenda. Does anyone wish to make any motions?"
The members scanned their pads. After everyone has reviewed its contents, all of them stared at the floor, waiting for a motion.
"I motion for-" then Mek Het suddenly stopped. He stared at the last item on the list again. For a while, all eyes were on him.
"I motion to re-order agenda item #17 to agenda item #2. The rest will follow in order."
There were some inquisitive looks cast around the room. But silence reigned.
"Is there any other motions?"
Silence.
"Very well. Is there any objections?"
Silence.
"The motion has been adopted. Is there any other motions?"
After a while, seeing silence remains unbroken, a junior member of the council stated:
"I motion for beginning the review of the agenda as re-ordered."
"Granted. First item: The Cantharan Third Fleet, under the command of Admiral Mek Het, assaulted Menaethean rebels in the Kortiyana system, capturing their base. Organized Menaethean resistance has come to an end. Salrilian calculations indicate that no organized Menaethean resistance will re-materialize for another 67 years, 8 months, 22 days, 19 hours, 55 minutes, and 9 seconds. The Cantharan people would like to express its gratitude to the admiral for another job well done." Putting down the pad, the chairman spoke directly to the admiral:
"Admiral, your service to the Cantharan people has been noted."
Mek Het nodded.
"Second item. Hyperjump activities detected in the star system of Prebeis. Intelligence indicates-"
"Motion to speak, Mr. Chairman," interrupted Mek Het.
"Approved," said the chairman.
Mek Het stood up.
"My fellow Cantharan brethren, some of you may wonder why I re-ordered this insignificant item to #2. I would like to give you my reason. Several decades ago, our intelligence informed us that the Ishimans broadcasted a message to the Prebeis system. We sent a single scout ship to try to find out exactly what is attracting the Ishimans' attention. All we found was a low level civilization that just barely achieved space travel. We ignored them and moved on to more pressing affairs. Now it appears that this race has achieved hyperjump capability. I believe this marks them as a worthy candidate for our crusades."
There was a low-level murmur in the room. Someone else then raised his hand.
"You have been recognized," said the chairman.
"Thank you," turning to the entire council, he said:
"My fellow Cantharan brethren, although I agree with what my colleague had just stated, I also must remind you all that by sending out our ships in all directions, we have neglected the administration of the conquered territories. We need to solidify our control over them. Although this may not sound like glamorus adventure, it is the prudent thing to do. As for this little mystery, we can send another vessel to evaluate them for now."
Mek Het slightly nodded. The slight motion of his head did not escape the watchful eyes of his colleagues.
"The positions has been stated. Is there any motions?" asked the chairman.
"I withdraw my motion, Mr. Chairman. We should investigate before we undertake action," said Mek Het.
"Very well. Seeing no other motions, the council has decided to dispatch a cruiser to investigate the Prebeis System. Now, for the third item..."
- htjyang