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.