User blog comment:GrandMethuselah67/Crossover Sheet: The Battle of Totality/@comment-5265497-20150919230346/@comment-28898344-20150920034059

Vallantro sat at the head of the round table meeting. Next to him, FATE was occupying an android body. The other seats were taken by the I.K.S' generals and their best strategists. This was a War Council. In the center of the round table, there was a 3D holographic projector displaying the universe-spanning conflict taking place elsewhere. Most of his generals, some who wanted to help their new found allies and those who didn't, argued amongst themselves whilst FATE, the strategists, and a handful of super-intelligent psionic magitech A.I. concocted battle strategies and tactics and shared them with Vallantro.

Having enough of this in-fighting and lack of cooperation, Vallantro finally spoke.

"That is quite enough. You're all acting like childre-" Vallantro said before he waas cut off.

"With all due respect, King Vallantro, we've barely know these people! Why should we risk our lives and our freedom for them?!" one of his generals spoke up, his speech formal yet angry.

An awkward silence fell over the room. Vallantro looked at the man, studied him up intently. It was General Siyex. General Siyex was loyal to the I.K.S, Vallantro knew. He was prideful, sometimes not listening to the advice of subordiantes and superiors alike; strongly nationalist, bordering on xenophobic; and above all, a damned fine general that knew when to put reason before honor at the right time. But not this time, it seemed.

"This is not up for discussion, General Siyex. The Syndicate has already approved my declaration of war. I have answered the D.I.N's call to arms. And you fail to see events on a grander scale. If our new ally called for our help, and we answered yet failed to show our faces, what do you think would happen? We'd be called cowards, traitors, and above all, our trade agreement would be nullified. Also, this is a chance to strike at the U.U.E. Don't let your beliefs cloud your mind, Siyex."

General Siyex grumbled and begrudingly agreed with Vallantro's reasoning. Those who agreed with Siyex's way of thinking sighed and accepted Vallantro's train of thought as well. The other generals agreeed as well, nodding their heads.

"Excellent. Ready a fleet of warships for trans-universal travel and station them near points of weakness in the enemy's line and where the D.I.N's fleets need support. Deploy the elite forces of the Sol Protection Corps, I want them deployed before the fleets; they will serve as the vanguard. Also, prepare the Hyperdimensional Gate and set its coordinates to Research Outpost ΩΘ6. You're all dismissed."

As soon as the last utterance left his lips, his subordiantes, human and A.I. alike, scrambled to do their tasks efficiently. Vallantro clasped his hands together, his fingers interlocking, and stared down the now empty conference room. A smirk spread across his face. FATE looked at him, concerned and puzzled.

"Sir, why are you smiling?" she asked aloud, certain that they were alone.

"Simple: the U.U.E's destruction is today. We can finally liberate all of those people that have been lost to his rule."

"We could have done this any time, sir. We have yet to activate the Theta Codec."

"I know, but I wanted to save that should we need it in the future."

"We already know what the future is, sir."

"Do we now?"

FATE, for one of the first times in her existence, was puzzled by the meaning of a question. She could process quintillions of bits of information per second, could draw answers from the FATE Network and from the minds of many humans, and could multitask almost infinitely. But now, she was lost in speculation of what the true answer to the question was.

"I...I don't know, sir."

"Let's go. The Hyperdimensional Gate is ready."

They left the room and made their way to the Hyperdimensional Gate.