Part CXI: The Watcher’s Plan
Date: Kapton 17th, 114 A.U.
“The Xavier Team has two weapons to our three,” the Watcher said as he paced. “Not only are they gaining stronger in power, but the two weapons are essential to our plan.”
“I’m all ears to your plan,” Emperor Jaigran said as he lounged on his throne. “Most all of the ships have been outfitted. They’re ready for takeoff.”
“We need to get their two weapons and claim the other two first,” the Watcher snapped. “Don’t act like your part is done already!”
“But it is,” Jaigran said, a smirk on his face. “My job was to oversee our ships being prepared to enter into outer space. Your job was to find the Seven Golden Corsha Weapons.”
“And I have done it—for the most part, that is,” the Watcher snapped. “The weapon of the goblins is practically in my hands. And the one the auggers have likely is in the Council Chamber of Arquenia—which is where we’ll be heading anyways once the other weapons are claimed.”
“So what’s your point?”
“We need bait,” the Watcher hissed. “If the Xavier Team knew that we needed all seven Golden Corsha Weapons to wrack the final and devastating end of our plan, they would hide themselves and the weapons where it is nigh impossible to find them. They already are hiding from us. We need to find some way to draw them out so that we can take their Golden Corsha Weapons if we have any chance of survival.”
“My plan has nearly hit its fruition in the human’s chief city of Araelia,” Jaigran said. “Within a couple weeks, the city should be ours. No doubt we can find worthy members there to act as bait. Ex-Governor Astrid for example? I much look forward to a chance to meet her again…”
“You can wrack whatever personal revenge you want to on your previous Xavier Team member in due time,” the Watcher snapped. “For now, we must make sure that all your calculations are correct. Where is Unyihi Garum?”
“He’s waiting,” Jaigran said, pushing a button to page him. A couple moments later, Unyihi Garum entered the room.
“I am here, zar,” Unyihi Garum said, bowing respectfully. “You wish to hear my report?”
“Yes,” the Watcher said. “What is the progression of the tests?”
“The ships will withstand Outer Space, and we have tested our food production thoroughly to make sure that they will still work in the far reaches of the galaxy, at least until we arrive at the other planet you mentioned,” Unyihi Garum said. “The Mothership is still being outfitted, but it should be finished in around a week. All of the major upgrades have been done and what is left is minor, though quite essential, tinkering and work inside the ship.”
“I see,” the Watcher snapped. “You are quite positive that all of the tests worked.”
“I am staking my own life on it,” Unyihi said. “We will be secure.” He paused. “There is much, though, that you have not yet informed me of.”
“Such as?”
“Why are we so quick to leave Arquenia,” Unyihi rumbled. “Why are we deserting this planet and moving to a new one instead of impressing our domain over this one. If your final form is as powerful as you have said, why do we not use it to crush them? You have promised answers, but always later.”
A cruel smile played across the Watcher’s face. “I suppose it is due time that you learned the full truth,” he said standing up. “Believe me, Unyihi. My final form is enough to devastate the rebels, but we cannot hunt down every one of them. There will always be those hiding, those whom it is impossible to stamp out by ordinary means. And so I have gone for the un-ordinary.
“I am the Watcher. The one appointed to be the guardian of Arquenia. I have immense power over Arquenia—far more than anyone else could dream of. I am the one who keeps the world running. I keep Arquenia in its constant orbit around the sun. And without it, I tell you, it will truly fail.
“Have you not noticed the unusual days—the unheard of temperatures and climates? The world is already beginning to destruct since I have left my chamber. The planet is falling apart, but I am still holding it together.”
A chill ran down Unyihi Garum’s spine as he suddenly realized what the plan is. “You-” he began, and then he stopped. “You mean…”
“Yes,” the Watcher said. “When we leave, Arquenia will no longer be able to keep moving. Once we leave, the planet will spin helplessly out of order until it finally is drawn in by the gravity and is set for a collision course with the sun. We will leave. And Arquenia will be consumed with flames until the whole world is perished. And so we will destroy Arquenia.”
“You never told me he was that powerful!” Unyihi Garum hissed, speaking quickly to Jaigran as they walked down the corridor. “He has the power to destroy the world, has a final form that he claims is utterly devastating and yet—”
“And yet… what, Unyihi?”
“And yet you still trust him!” Unyihi Garum snapped. “What prevents him from turning on you once you have given him all this power and making himself the leader!”
“The situation is more complicated than you may think,” Jaigran said. “Believe me, Unyihi, I have considered this. I would not be surprised if he ends up turning on me.”
“Then why do you still trust him?” Unyihi snapped. “What will you do to stop him once he has attained such power?”
“The Golden Weapons are powerful—more powerful than even the Watcher seems to realize,” Jaigran replied. “I have tested their power. I will indeed unleash him once I have gained all seven of the weapons because of how essential he is to my plan. But I have also set up a plan to stop him from betraying me. Believe me, Unyihi. I have thought of everything. The rebels will be consumed in flames. And we will move on to victory.”
Date: Kapton 17th, 114 A.U.
“The Xavier Team has two weapons to our three,” the Watcher said as he paced. “Not only are they gaining stronger in power, but the two weapons are essential to our plan.”
“I’m all ears to your plan,” Emperor Jaigran said as he lounged on his throne. “Most all of the ships have been outfitted. They’re ready for takeoff.”
“We need to get their two weapons and claim the other two first,” the Watcher snapped. “Don’t act like your part is done already!”
“But it is,” Jaigran said, a smirk on his face. “My job was to oversee our ships being prepared to enter into outer space. Your job was to find the Seven Golden Corsha Weapons.”
“And I have done it—for the most part, that is,” the Watcher snapped. “The weapon of the goblins is practically in my hands. And the one the auggers have likely is in the Council Chamber of Arquenia—which is where we’ll be heading anyways once the other weapons are claimed.”
“So what’s your point?”
“We need bait,” the Watcher hissed. “If the Xavier Team knew that we needed all seven Golden Corsha Weapons to wrack the final and devastating end of our plan, they would hide themselves and the weapons where it is nigh impossible to find them. They already are hiding from us. We need to find some way to draw them out so that we can take their Golden Corsha Weapons if we have any chance of survival.”
“My plan has nearly hit its fruition in the human’s chief city of Araelia,” Jaigran said. “Within a couple weeks, the city should be ours. No doubt we can find worthy members there to act as bait. Ex-Governor Astrid for example? I much look forward to a chance to meet her again…”
“You can wrack whatever personal revenge you want to on your previous Xavier Team member in due time,” the Watcher snapped. “For now, we must make sure that all your calculations are correct. Where is Unyihi Garum?”
“He’s waiting,” Jaigran said, pushing a button to page him. A couple moments later, Unyihi Garum entered the room.
“I am here, zar,” Unyihi Garum said, bowing respectfully. “You wish to hear my report?”
“Yes,” the Watcher said. “What is the progression of the tests?”
“The ships will withstand Outer Space, and we have tested our food production thoroughly to make sure that they will still work in the far reaches of the galaxy, at least until we arrive at the other planet you mentioned,” Unyihi Garum said. “The Mothership is still being outfitted, but it should be finished in around a week. All of the major upgrades have been done and what is left is minor, though quite essential, tinkering and work inside the ship.”
“I see,” the Watcher snapped. “You are quite positive that all of the tests worked.”
“I am staking my own life on it,” Unyihi said. “We will be secure.” He paused. “There is much, though, that you have not yet informed me of.”
“Such as?”
“Why are we so quick to leave Arquenia,” Unyihi rumbled. “Why are we deserting this planet and moving to a new one instead of impressing our domain over this one. If your final form is as powerful as you have said, why do we not use it to crush them? You have promised answers, but always later.”
A cruel smile played across the Watcher’s face. “I suppose it is due time that you learned the full truth,” he said standing up. “Believe me, Unyihi. My final form is enough to devastate the rebels, but we cannot hunt down every one of them. There will always be those hiding, those whom it is impossible to stamp out by ordinary means. And so I have gone for the un-ordinary.
“I am the Watcher. The one appointed to be the guardian of Arquenia. I have immense power over Arquenia—far more than anyone else could dream of. I am the one who keeps the world running. I keep Arquenia in its constant orbit around the sun. And without it, I tell you, it will truly fail.
“Have you not noticed the unusual days—the unheard of temperatures and climates? The world is already beginning to destruct since I have left my chamber. The planet is falling apart, but I am still holding it together.”
A chill ran down Unyihi Garum’s spine as he suddenly realized what the plan is. “You-” he began, and then he stopped. “You mean…”
“Yes,” the Watcher said. “When we leave, Arquenia will no longer be able to keep moving. Once we leave, the planet will spin helplessly out of order until it finally is drawn in by the gravity and is set for a collision course with the sun. We will leave. And Arquenia will be consumed with flames until the whole world is perished. And so we will destroy Arquenia.”
“You never told me he was that powerful!” Unyihi Garum hissed, speaking quickly to Jaigran as they walked down the corridor. “He has the power to destroy the world, has a final form that he claims is utterly devastating and yet—”
“And yet… what, Unyihi?”
“And yet you still trust him!” Unyihi Garum snapped. “What prevents him from turning on you once you have given him all this power and making himself the leader!”
“The situation is more complicated than you may think,” Jaigran said. “Believe me, Unyihi, I have considered this. I would not be surprised if he ends up turning on me.”
“Then why do you still trust him?” Unyihi snapped. “What will you do to stop him once he has attained such power?”
“The Golden Weapons are powerful—more powerful than even the Watcher seems to realize,” Jaigran replied. “I have tested their power. I will indeed unleash him once I have gained all seven of the weapons because of how essential he is to my plan. But I have also set up a plan to stop him from betraying me. Believe me, Unyihi. I have thought of everything. The rebels will be consumed in flames. And we will move on to victory.”
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