Three Thousand, A.D. - The Chronicles of the Pleiades
3021 - Ignition
Jay looked up at the blue sky, in whose zenith was burning a blue sun, like a sapphire in an ocean. There were other suns in the sky above Jay, but
Asterope was by far the brightest. As Jay watched the Asteropeshine burn the desert with its cool light, he wondered how he was supposed to feel. How
is one supposed to feel... after the end of a World?
He could still remember when this desert was a lavender field. But that was before the invasion by the god-like Astar Galactic Empire, which covers
most of the Galaxy except the Core and the Edge (the Edge being Federation territories). Already decades ago, Jay saw the whole pleiadian cluster fall
into Astar's dictatorship, as Astar snatched the cluster away from the peaceful Federation's maps. Astar requested bloodbaths from the Asteropian
people, and ushered a setback to Bronze Age on all continents by dubbing technology "evil" (except when it was beneficial to the Astar) and morality
"un-natural". These operations generated a chaos so great that Asterope d lost all of its pre-Astrian culture, and values.
Of course most people weren't exactly okay with that forced assimilation, so they tried to revolt against Astar. It turned out to be a big mistake.
The Astar ended up sterilizing the surface of the planet by shooting asteroid-sized uranium projectiles at it.
Billions of innocent humans were killed - a death toll which the surviving humans were taught to accept as "natural for evolution to occur". The
uranium projectiles fractured the tectonic plates, generating mindbending earthquakes, world-large tsunamis and supervolcanoes. The Asteropian
population almost got wiped out. After this apocalypse the Astar moved in, and built upon the ruins of Asterope d. Members of the Astar Council had
long ago transferred their minds into robotic bodies, which made them "suprahumans". As of 3021, many of the Astar Council were build to survive
anything, from kinetic impacts to energy weapons, and could survive for eternity free floating in space - provided that they had a source of energy
such as a star.
But Jay Theiodore Vegah-Kaayn was neither an Astrian "suprahuman", nor a common human. He was... a tourist, one might say. You know, the kind of
tourist that jumps from star-systems to star-systems and check things out.
There was a few differences, though, between Jay and a "normal" tourist. "Normal" tourists aren't supposed to be 457,995 years old, for one. Also,
most "normal" tourists don't look like a handsome 7 feet tall man with a perfect hollywoodian smile, and cool 4-dimensional glasses which allows to
see the dimension of time. And, just as a last comparison point, "normal" tourists don't have the most uncommon ability to bend the laws of physics.
No, he's not Jesus, nor Buddha, nor Isa. Well, I don't think he is. I'm not sure. I've been wrong before. After all Jay did visited the Earth a long
Anyway. So, this Jay was now currently looking up at the sky.
"I bring hope", he thought. This was, by the way, his motto. Hope is a far more powerful of a weapon than any material weapons of destruction, for
Hope is a weapon of creation. Hope is the kind of weapon which can literally change the power balance of the Galaxy. And Jay was carrying such a
weapon, not in his hands but in his past and future actions.
And now that the Astar figured out that he wasn't obeying some of the laws set forth by the Astar, he had to pass to justice in the city of
Tuthankhanubis. Everything was going as he wanted it to go. He kept on walking unto the desert, smiling. This was going to be fun.
"You. Identity. ", asked the judge.
In other words, the judge wanted to know if non-Astrians were circulating, and if so, assess the threat they may pose to the planet's mafia-like
"Jay Theiodore Vegah-Kayyn. "
The left carbon-NT eyebrow of the Astrian rose up.
"Your name is not old egyptian. You're from the Fed? "
"Em, no actually", corrected Jay with an agreable smile. "I'm from outside this universe. "
"That's impossible. There's no way one can cross between universes. "
"How come? It worked for me just fine. "
"Textbooks said it's impossible. "
"You mean that Maat said it's impossible. "
"Maat is the greatest scientific authority in the Galaxy. He's never wrong. "
"That's because he's also head of Astrian Journalism and information distribution. Meaning that most of the time, when he's wrong, you guys never hear
about it. "
The judge didn't answer. Jay seized the opportunity to admire the courtroom. Its 4 walls formed a pyramid. The style was predominantly Ancient
egyptian. On all four walls were dispalyed sculptures of lions butchering gazelles.
"Jay Theiodore Vegah-Kayyn. Your felonies are: breaking Law 1.1 of the Astar Galactic Empire's code of conduct... "
"I know, your honour. I was the one who broke it, remember? "
"...Astrian Law 1.1 states that, 'No individuals under the authority of the AGE may favorably alter the fate of another individual, as favorably
altering such a fate would disrespect the Law of Eugenic Selection, such as helping a meek to survive an attack will result in this meek's higher
probability to reproduce and pollute the genetic makeup of the organic people of the AGE'. You broke this law by tempering with the fate of an Astrian
children named Meryaten. Do you plead guilty? "
"Yes. I'm guilty of saving the starving child, a child which the AGE wouldn't feed. Sorry", shrugged Jay.
"You'll now receive sentence. Death by exposure to antimatter. "
Jay was lifted by the guards, and put unto a weighting scale. The scale would allow to know how much antimatter mass would be needed to Annihilate
"600 kilocarats", announced the judge.
Jay was confined inside a glass room. With precision, the executioner aimed a positron cannon directly at Jay.
There was a great flash of light.
"Ooh, that one felt hot, " admitted the still-intact Jay in the glass room.
"Uh?! Er, Sir?" panicked the executioner. "The positrons got deflected and didn't hit the target. It annihilated with the glass instead. "
Jay walked out of the glass room, brushing the fine ashes off his coat.
"The prisoner is escaping! " reported the executioner.
"Guards! Get him!! " ordered the judge.
Jay was already at the entrance door. The robotic guards made a run for him. They jumped so to intercept Jay and hopefully knock him unto the floor.
But Jay snapped his fingers and mumbled,
"Oops, I forgot my car keys. "
He changed direction at the last moment and went back to the courtroom. The guards collided in mid-air with each other. Jay grabbed the keys on a
table, went back to the entrance, stepped over the many guards on the floor, and got out.
He located the judge's flying car. A thing of beauty. Jay got in the car, inserted the key, and parked the car just in front of the entrance. Then he
got out and walked away.
"Sir", said a guard. "He blocked the entrance with a car, we can't chase him! I'll use the antimatter cannon to blow the car out. "
"No! That's my car! " panicked the judge. "Don't blow it! It cost 3 thousands! "
Light years away, the Sun was watching the escape with its galaxy-wide surveillance camera system all linked through entangled signal feeds. More
accurately, Ryan Dekker-Wiestmannen was watching the escape. His cold, steel grey eyes narrowed.
"Wow. That guy is good. "
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