days before the fortnight had passed, AAla-dar arrived on Mebsuta. He wanted
everything to be in readiness for his meeting with Kurala. Choosing the
most luxurious of their guest suites, he had it fully stocked with Vega
wafers plus a few other delicacies he thought she might like to try.
Although his heart was surging with emotion, AAla-dar refused to allow himself
to indulge in any projections about Kurala's impending visit. Knowing her,
it was impossible to determine how things might be between them. It was
important that he focus on the task at hand, which was to prevent a cataclysmic
war. AAla-dar was well aware that all the potentialities were at hand for
the beginning of a major intergalactic war, the likes of which had not been
seen for countless millenniums.
And he was certain that Kurala held the key. If he could get through to
her, possibly the war could be averted before it had even begun. How ironic
that he was also in love with this woman! That's probably why he was given
this task of calling to the core of her Essence, doing whatever measures
he could to return her to the light before it was too late for all of them.
During this time, Kurala was journeying to Mebsuta. She too, was engulfed
with her emotions, constantly pushing aside her expectations. Not knowing
what to anticipate or even what AAla-dar wished to discuss with her, she
finally refused to allow herself to think about it. Instead she concentrated
on studying the various star charts she had been accumulating so that she
could become more familiar with celestial navigation, knowing that this
knowledge would be essential to her survival in the times to come.
These studies came easily to Kurala. It was as if she already knew the myriad
star patternings and coordinants of the various vectors and simply needed
to dust off her cellular memory banks. Sometimes, while concentrating on
the key quadrants of vectors or the co-sine frequencies surrounding null
zone overlaps, Kurala would begin to remember traveling on the starry currents
with a timeless ease. The funny thing was that she never felt herself to
be within a star ship; it was just her alone in her body, almost like flying.
These reoccurring memories were so familiar!
Engrossed in her studies and experiences of remembrance, Kurala's journey
passed by swiftly and without strain. As Mebsuta drew ever closer, she was
swept along by a tide of rising excitement. Quickly changing into a stunning
suit of red and purple with a long, narrow skirt, Kurala was ready to meet
AAla-dar. (She wanted badly to impress him with her newly discovered
Glancing out the window at Mebsuta, she saw that the planet was covered
with dense vegetation in lowland valleys out of which jutted high pointed
rocky peaks. What a fascinating place! Then the futuristic spaceport came
into sight --- large spheres floating in the air and strange towers. Kurala
had never seen anything like it.
AAla-dar watched the long awaited black ship with the purple orchid land
and felt a swelling inside his heart. Kurala had come! Standing alone outside
the spaceport entrance, he waited impatiently for the hatch to open and
Kurala to disembark. And suddenly, there she was, the woman of his dreams!
AAla-dar wanted to run to her and sweep her up in his arms, but forced himself
to wait until she approached. Kurala was even more beautiful than he remembered
her; something had profoundly changed within her since he had seen her last.
She no longer emanated cruelty and ruthlessness.
Kurala saw AAla-dar standing by himself at the doorway to the spaceport
and was instantly filled with joy. He looked so familiar to her, as if she
had been with him only yesterday. It was hard to believe that so much time
had passed. Suppressing a smile, her being, nevertheless, glowed with delight.
There they stood, in front of each other now, gazing deeply into the other's
eyes, not daring yet to speak. They both knew irrevocably, that the love
between them had grown stronger still. Standing there in silence, their
eyes drank thirstily from the chalice of their shared love. Not needing
to touch or speak, they realized that somehow, they had become one.
Finally, with a heavy sigh, AAla-dar spoke. "Kurala, you have come."
"Yes, AAla-dar, I am here," Kurala replied, unable to withdraw
her eyes from his.
"Shall we go inside?" he asked. Tossing her head in approval,
she walked with him into the spaceport to their private accommodations.
Upon entering their suite, Kurala noted the exquisite luxury of the guest
apartment. This time she did not attempt to mask her surprise. "Why,
AAla-dar, this is simply beautiful. I've never seen anyplace like it! This
makes our gorgeous room on Deneb look like nothing special. How do you find
these places? I never knew such beauty existed."
"I'm glad you find it to your liking," said AAla-dar modestly,
while greatly pleased that she was appreciative. He had thought that she
would like Mebsuta. (Just wait until she sees the island pavilions on
Arion! he thought to himself. He was saving those for later). Then AAla-dar
pulled Kurala into his arms and kissed her. They stood melting together
for a long while, both of them basking in the glow of their long suppressed
Important as it was, the urgent business between them would have to wait.
For the call of a rare, great love urged them to surrender fully, and this
they did with total abandon. It was the only thing that either of them could
do. All thoughts had been erased, all plans came to a total halt, the rest
of the universe ceased to exist. Nothing else mattered except being together,
merging into one.
Three days passed by thus in No-Time. Days of few words, except the sweet
murmurs of love. Days with no nourishment of food, even Vega wafers had
been forgotten, for who needed physical food when the manna of purest love
was available. Days and nights which blurred into oneness even as the barriers
between their separate beings dissolved away. Only bliss remained, bliss
of a sublime quality they had never before perceived as possible.
At last, they knew that they must return to time, for there was much for
them to do. With great tenderness, they drew apart, returning to their separate
identities as much they could. Discovering a raging hunger, they spent over
an hour eating Vega wafers and some of the other delicacies which AAla-dar
had stocked. Finally they got down to the business at hand.
"Kurala, I know that you are responsible for the capture of our supply
depot at X432 in Vector 4 and that you were aided by the Maldon renegades.
What I don't know is how did you ever get Maldon to help you? They're a
pretty rough bunch," AAla-dar began.
"It was quite easy, actually. I guess you could say that I impressed
them with a combination of my navigation skills and my female charm."
Kurala smiled with remembrance of her experiences on Maldon. "Quintron
has a heart of mush under all his toughness." Then she shared with
AAla-dar some of her experiences there. Both of them laughed so hard that
they had tears running down their faces.
"Kurala, you are really something! Parts of you are unbelievably innocent.
If you had any idea of what you are getting yourself into . . . Well if
anyone could melt the hearts of the cowboys at Maldon, especially crusty
old Commander Quintron, you're the one! But why did you want to seize our
supply depot?" he asked with interest.
"We needed additional warships and weapons," Kurala answered calmly.
"Why do you need them? You haven't been invading planets lately," he said.
"Because I am declaring war on the Dark Lords of Orion." Kurala
wasn't afraid to tell AAla-dar the truth. In fact, she was actually relieved
that she could talk to someone whom she trusted. "We have been raising
an army called UNA, Universal Nations Army, so we can finally become free
of the OMNI's tyranny."
AAla-dar couldn't believe what he had just heard. "You are declaring
war against the OMNI?" he stated incredulously. "Last time I saw
you, you were proud to be working in alliance with them. What has happened?"
Kurala told him of her return to Galaxitron after their last meeting, how
Shamo had received Orion implants and of her anger at the Dark Lords. This
was followed by her visit to Maldon.
She continued, "The worst thing that happened was during that night
on my ship in Maldon while I was waiting for their decision. For the first
time, I was seized by terrible doubts as to whether I should take on the
Dark Lords. I even considered asking you for your help. But after Maldon
decided to help me, I couldn't pull out."
"Oh Kurala, I wish you had contacted me; it would have been
a lot simpler to handle back then. You know that I would have come and helped
you. Commander Quintron and I go back a long way. We could have worked something
"Well, I didn't, for whatever reason. I have changed so much since
I first met you that I don't even know who I am anymore. I can't even trust
myself." Kurala almost began to cry, but hastily pulled herself together.
She didn't want AAla-dar to see how weak and confused she had become. Next
she told him of her return to Galaxitron, about the healer Neptha and how
Shamo worsened and didn't recognize her anymore. Speaking of Neptha, reminded
her of the message she had received from him. "Do you know Neptha El
Ra? Is she one of the Confederation's spies?" she asked.
"I have never heard of Neptha. However, I did send the message to you.
The way we do it isn't by sending messages to particular individuals, but
rather by assigning them to a certain level of resonance where they are
received by those attuned to that frequency," AAla-dar explained.
"Tell me Kurala, have you had any contact with the Dark Lords recently?" he asked.
"None. Somehow, they must not be aware of what we are doing," she said.
"That is not possible. The OMNI always know everything that is going
on, especially within their own territories. For some reason, they must
be choosing not to act," AAla-dar replied with certainty.
Kurala's heart filled briefly with ominous dread. "Well, it's just
as well they haven't contacted us yet, since it gives us more time to prepare
ourselves," she said courageously.
AAla-dar sat quietly lost in thought. How was he going to impress upon Kurala
the gravity of their situation? Now that she had lost much of her lust for
power and control, she emanated a beautiful innocence. He didn't want to
destroy that, for along with her high spirited independence, it was the
source of much of her strength. And she was going to need all her strength
and courage in the times to come, no matter what course of action was followed.
Yet, somehow she must be made to understand the full implications of what
was going on.
"Let me attempt to explain to you what's happening," he began.
"This is what has been put into play since our supply depot was seized.
Right now the forces of the Intergalactic Confederation have been placed
on full alert. Their fleets are positioning themselves along key quadrants
in various sectors. They still don't know if the Dark Lords of Orion are
involved, so it is likely that if they encounter any of the OMNI's forces,
that battles may ensue."
AAla-dar continued, "We may also assume that the Dark Lords have been
placed in full combat readiness and that their squadrons are being dispersed
to various strategic positions. Since they are aware of the existence of
a third force and the Confederation isn't, this places them in a position
of superiority over the Intergalactic Confederation, upsetting the balance
between dark and light within our entire universe. The reason why Galaxitron
has not been attacked by now is probably because it serves the OMNI's purpose
to keep the Confederation in the dark about the UNA forces."
He glanced at Kurala who listened attentively. "Then there is the matter
of Maldon which has never been known to engage in any actions except to
achieve their own selfish concerns. Even though you may have charmed them,
and I'm sure you did, don't ever fool yourself into thinking that you have
the upper hand with them or that they have any sense of honor, because they
don't. The reason that each of them was kicked out of the Confederation
is because they were unable to follow higher authority. They're all a bunch
of hardened outlaws who have no respect for anyone!"
"So what do you suggest that I do?" Kurala asked, finally seeing
the implications of her actions.
"Before you decide what to do, I want you to be fully aware of where
all of this is leading. Currently, there are three opposing forces of battle-ready
fleets roaming around the skies all itching to fight. We are on the brink
of a massive intergalactic war that can only be devastating to everyone!
Something has to be done to diffuse this situation immediately." AAla-dar
paused and took Kurala's hand. "I must serve the Confederation above
all else, but I will aid you in any way that I can as long as it
"AAla-dar, if I removed my own forces from UNA, what would Maldon do?
And what about the OMNI? Surely they will destroy our planet. Can your Confederation
promise to protect Galaxitron?" she asked. Kurala couldn't believe
that she was actually considering a shift in alignment to the Intergalactic
Confederation! But, somehow, this made her feel greatly relieved, as if
a gigantic burden was about to be removed from her.
This was the question he had been dreading to hear, for there was no easy
answer to it. "Maldon would attempt to make reprisals on you, for they
don't like being made fools of. Plus, now they'll be in trouble with the
Dark Lords. Knowing Quintron, he'll probably try to make a trade with the
OMNI, you for their freedom. The only place where you would be safe is deep
within Confederation territory. Galaxitron itself, cannot be protected because
it is located within the quadrants of the Dark Lords. Whatever way we look
at it, your spider people are doomed unless they are evacuated immediately."
"AAla-dar, there is another possibility that you haven't looked at.
What if UNA takes on the OMNI and wins. Then we could live peaceably alongside
your Confederation and there would be no more strife in this universe." Kurala said with conviction.
"UNA cannot vanquish the Dark Lords. It simply isn't strong enough.
You have captured one of our supply depots. Do you have any idea how many
supply depots we have? And the Confederation itself with their vast resources,
doesn't consider making war against the OMNI!" he replied.
"What if the Intergalactic Confederation came to the aid of UNA. Together
we should be able to win," Kurala implored passionately.
AAla-dar had not thought of this option before. "Yes, united together,
we might win. But I doubt that the Confederation would even consider it."
"But if they are the forces of light, don't they want to rid the universe
of the forces of dark?" she asked.
"Yes, of course they do and we have battled with the Dark Lords for
aeons. But neither of us ever wins the war, because it's impossible to win.
We are in a universe of duality, Kurala. Within duality, one half of duality
can never win. There is never a final, decisive battle, because just when
you think the war is either lost or won, the pendulum swings back in the
opposite direction. Fighting duality is like fighting with part of yourself,
one hand hitting the other hand. It's frustrating and ultimately pointless."
"AAla-dar, isn't there some way we could get the Intergalactic Confederation
to aid us? Would it help if I went to them? I'm not honorable like you are,
but I can't just abandon Galaxitron. I know that it's an ugly, impoverished
planet, but it's the only home I have."
As he was thinking of what effect a plea for help by Kurala would have upon
the Confederation, a siren began to wail ominously throughout the building.
Kurala jumped up with surprise. "What is it, AAla-dar?"
"Full alert readiness, Alpha Code Frequency. This is serious!"
He picked up the phone and pushed some buttons rapidly. "Commander
AAla-dar reporting. Info please. . . Coordinates . . . Thanks." He
clicked the coordinates into his pocket computer. Turning to her, he said,
"Well, Kurala, your war has already begun. UNA forces led by Quintron
have engaged with a small contingent of the OMNI. I have to return to the
Confederation immediately. O.K. my love, what are you going to do? Do you
want to come with me?"
"You know that I want to be with you," Kurala said firmly. "But
I can't leave my planet unprotected, not now, if the war has really begun.
Please see if you can get the Confederation to help us."
"I'll do whatever I can, but don't count on us. And if you need me,
try to send a message through Neptha. Remember that l will always love you,
Kurala!" Grabbing his bag, AAla-dar gave her a quick kiss and was gone.