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Chapter 4: Translation 

Nimbus Station

Food Plaza

“So, James,” Theo asked, taking a bite of a hamburger. “How did you find me?”

“Simple. I just asked Exeter. He’s honest to a fault.” James looked over his shoulder, checking if anyone was listening. “Now, I hate to say this, but we can’t be social. Do you know what the word ‘Dianara’ means?”

“It’s like a living crystal, right?” Theo set down the sandwich.

James paused. “Well, yes. But do you know the meaning of the actual Chanoran word?”

“No. I don’t speak ancient Chanoran, James. It’s not my language.” Theo replied.

“Well, it means Universal Death.”

“WHAT?!?!?” Theo jumped.

“Well, it’s a rough translation. It's more accurate to say Destruction rather than Death.”

“Those sound the same to me.” Theo remarked dryly.

“Not really. In ancient Chanoran, Destruction is a synonym for a word you are quite familiar with: ‘Chaos’.” James’s face darkened suddenly, and he became deadly serious. “Let me make one thing absolutely clear: Whatever we’re dealing with is a lot more complicated than a simple crystal.”

"James, even if it is the Maelstrom, the Nexus Force has advanced. They can't come back, and even if they did, we would win in a few hours." 

"You aren't the only ones able to evolve. The Maelstrom is chaotic. It sometimes evolves slowly, and sometimes changes rapidly over a few years of hiding. We're in a very dangerous stage of time. The Mythran histories we recovered show a dangerous cycle, and we're near a return. Whatever they have will be greater than all that came before, I can tell you that."

"You're being cliche." And with that, the door of the food plaza blew out in an explosion. 

"What was that again?" James asked, drawing his handgun. 

"Oh just be quiet and shoot them!" Theo replied, mimicking the action. 

The C.O.D Council Room

Uproar is hardly the right word to describe the state of the council. The representatives of each planet were all calling out condemnations of Ramiara and Kolhestra alike, and the only thing preventing them from physical violence was the large amount of security. The council room itself was not large, and the primary feature was a long table with seats for representatives of each planet in the Chanoran system. These seats went from left to right, starting closest to the sun and ending at the farthest. In front of this was a podium/desk, at which the C.O.D Primary chairman, and the directors of each division sat at. In the center was Benjamin, the Chairman. On his left was Joseph Rogers, the new Military Division Director, and on his right were two empty seats.

Benjamin groaned, and eventually slammed his gavel onto his table. "ORDER! Now, will the Kolhestran representative come up and present his case?"

"Of course." Replied a man in a simple black suit. His hair and eyes were also black, and under his jacket was a slight bulge on the left side. "Now, Ramiara was developing weapons in secret, designed, it appears, to counter our own. Therefore, we felt it justified to preemptively attack..."

"We were developing no such weapons! You saw we had military power, and were worried we would surpass you, so you attacked us because of your own paranoia!" The Ramiaran representative replied. 

"If you do not have the patience to allow us to present our case, we see no reason to attend this council!" The Kolhestran stated, at which point he stormed out of the room.

Benjamin stared out into space for a moment. "Well, that went well."

Nimbus Station

Food Plaza

With a massive sparking, a maelstrom bolt smacked into the overturned table James and Theo were hiding behind. 

"In retrospect, maybe we should have brought O'Malley." Theo commented. 

James fired twice over the table before he replied. "Naw, I have a plan." And with that, he tossed a grenade over the table. Once it exploded, he jumped over the table and started firing rapidly, hitting and smashing several stromlings. However, three mechs walked over the bricks and began firing bursts of energy into the room. Resteraunts exploded, walls were scorched into melted plastic, and alarms everywhere began blaring. 

"You've got to be kidding me!" Theo exclaimed. He fired three rounds, but his bullets bounced off harmlessly. 

"I told you they'd come back better!" James yelled.

"OH BE QUIET!" Theo retorted.