Memoirs of Kitty Siam - Exodus.
They are a dying race, we should let them pass. - Ambassador Kosh
CAPTAIN'S PERSONAL LOG ENTRY, 28 October 2256, Neko Jarro, Captain - Commanding Annunaki battleship Antikythera.
A while back I was going through some personal correspondence and came across a journal that was being kept by Kitty. I do not know if she has kept up with this since we parted so long ago. I feel it necessary to append my comments to her words in an effort to give our relationship some closure. Her internal wireless system has not been detected for quite some time so there is no telling what has become of her.
Five years have passed since humanity's last stand at Epsilon Eridani Five, which failed miserably. The ill advised stand saw the total destruction of Earth's military forces, and the forces of those that had allied with Earth.
The civilian leadership of the Pan Galactic Consortium (PGC) that had ordered the military to stand and fight while they escaped to Mars were abandoned there as punishment for their failure to heed the advice of their senior Admirals and Generals. With the military routed and in disarray those that survived broke contact with the PGC and went off on their own. Some made their way to outlying colonies in the hope that they could avoid extermination. Others turned to piracy since they had escaped in heavily armed cruisers and destroyers; they had the means to prey on fleeing colonists and merchant shipping.
For a while we tried to hunt down the pirates and contact the colonists in an effort to unite what was left of humanity. Some agreed to join us, others perished when they attempted to take on the superior Annunaki vessels that we had built in secret. After the massacre at Epsilon Five, I met up with my clone sister Maew at the Dushambi shipyard as instructed. It was there that I learned of all of the things that the Annunaki had, and had been developing to combat the Zetas. Before she tried to kill me twice, we had agreed on bringing the remains of humanity to the various Annunaki sites in an attempt to rebuild the military with advanced alien technology.
The problem with our plan was that there just were not enough humans left to build a fleet capable of challenging the Zetas. Even with what was left of the crews of the Siegfried and the Shinawatra, we barely had enough to properly crew two Annunaki light frigates.
We began using the portal system to try to contact as many humans and other races as we could, and Maew and her people were having some success in this venture until they discovered that the Zetas were now in control of several major hubs in the portal system. This discovery forced us to send a logic bomb through the portal system that caused a cascading failure to any nodes that were still connected. Maew's logic bomb caused a power surge in each station's equipment that rendered the galactic portal system inoperable for everyone including us. The only good thing that came of this was that we were now using ships for commerce and communication that used the same technology as the Koloth and the Tenshi. Distances that took the Zetas months to transverse took us only days or hours.
As our new Annunaki ships came on line, from time to time we would detect a Zeta convoy or raiding fleet and ambush them as they came out of hyperspace. Their flight paths and jump patterns were all too easy to predict. While the political leaders from the PGC wanted to imprison Maew for her use of the Mentok missiles, they became standard equipment on all of our strike, assault, and capital ships and gave us a distinct advantage over the Zetas.
We became confident in our hit and run tactics, but there were still too few of us to make a difference. Our best hope was to keep stinging them until this cycle of their raiding activities passed. Even after we brought in the people from Angkor and reversed the genetic locks that prevented higher learning, we still could only staff nine capital ships capable of taking on a Zetas fleet. After the people of Angkor joined us, Maew lost all interest in helping us in our efforts against the Zetas. She became more cold and distant than she had before and even though she had recognized and acknowledged her friends from the villages, she did not interact with them at all.
It was about this time that Maew made her second attempt on my life. Her second attempt failed just as her first did when we met up at the Dushambi shipyard after the fall of Epsilon Five. She was constantly going on about how I needed to die to join her in fulfilling our destiny. I knew we had both received the anti-agapic conversion on our eighteenth birthday and that our bodies would heal rapidly, but I was not ready to test this out even though she assured me that death for us was not final.
Her ramblings about a Resurrection Protocol and us being true twin sisters were not enough for me to be convinced that I should let her slip her foot long Bowie knife between my ribs. Thankfully my defensive capabilities were comparable to her martial arts training, and being that we were of similar build, I was happy for every advantage that I could get. After the first attempt I had beaten her badly and had her confined to her quarters for five months until she promised not to attack me again. The second time my husband General Jarro had her locked in the brig under Marine guard for a year.
After her release from confinement she kept her distance from me, as I did from her. If there was an occasion that we would be in close proximity to each other, my husband provided an armed guard to watch over me. After her trip to Epsilon, she was never the same. She was never the Priestess/Princess that I had come to know on Anora Prime. There was something disturbing about her as if somehow her mind had been altered. There was always conjecture that the cause was her witnessing the fall of humanity, but since she was not involved directly in the battle I eliminated the possibility that her condition was caused by post traumatic stress disorder.
Maew was always free to come and go as she pleased as long as she kept her distance from me. She made good use of her Koloth scout craft, and made many trips to places that she always kept a close secret. She seemed to know exactly where the Annunaki had kept their secret armories and research facilities as she was always coming back with new tech for our ships. Most of what she brought back she shared with us, but there were a few occasions where she took what she had found to her own private corner of the shipyard.
Maew had requested a private area where she could work in peace and not be disturbed. Actually there was not much we could do to disturb her once she erected walls and hangar sized doors protected by a type of force field that we had no way to penetrate or disable, and yes a few of our technicians tried while Maew was off on one of her trips. We suspected that she was building a ship of some sort on the other side of the wall, at least that is what we assumed from the types of items that we had observed being carted about by the maintenance bots that served as her loyal minions and royal entourage.
One of the problems we had with our capital ships was that our forced quantum singularity reactors did not provide enough power. The plans for whatever the Annunaki used were missing from the data cores of the various facilities we had taken over after Maew gave us the keys to the kingdom so to speak. We were forced to use multiple singularity reactors, which took up too much internal space and added unnecessary weight. This problem was solved when Maew made a trip to Earth. She paid a visit to a site know as Tiahuanaco, in a region once known as Bolivia.