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Bad Seed 10

... are formable, they are more than fallible."

"Yes," came the voice of the first Master. "You also have to remember that she based quite a bit off our technology.

"That is also true though she has as of yet to use any of the advanced tech. We all know that no one has been able to copy any of that," The second Master said.

"As well as that, this race is far different than almost all that we have faced before," the first Master said. "We may have to put the old safeguards in place, like we did almost a thousand years ago."

"Now then, we need to keep as long a vigil on Wren as we can. I'm not sure if any of you felt it. Wren started to lose control again. Thankfully, our slivers, her new control, something stopped it. If she keeps this up though, we may lose her before she returns," Flugret said.

"Also, I'm not sure if any of you have noticed, all of us have been out far longer than before," the first Master said. Here he turned to the two masters that Wren had touched. "I'm sure that the two of you can maintain the solid form much easier than before."

Both masters were startled. Yes, they now realized that being solid now was indeed far easier.

The first master turned to master Flugret, "as we have always known we each have abilities that the others don't. We are indeed fortunate that you were able to pass the fifth level when you did. You are the youngest of us that remains. Watch carefully, your abilities are more than needed."

Flugret bowed to the ...

... first Master. None of them had ever given him this type of praise. Deep in thought for a moment, he nodded. He would need to meditate, think upon this more.

"I will endeavor to do as you say first, Master," Flugret said, with a deep bow.

The first Master nodded as he turned away from Flugret. He was indeed young, at only eight hundred years. He had just managed to pass the fifth level, converting to energy, when disaster hit.

Sadness filled the first master as he remembered so many of the people that hadn't managed to convert. He had watched the plague as it swiftly passed over the entire planet in a day. So many deaths, back then they were able to leave for a short time. The memories came faster as he remembered the race that had brought the plague.

A small sigh escaped his lips, the race hadn't meant to, nor were they aware that they had brought it. The same race that Wren was a part of, their destroyers and saviors at the same time.

The first master moved to the huge life sphere. They all use it to maintain themselves when they convert back to energy. At the moment, only half of them were out. He reached out to touch the sphere, suddenly jerking his hand back, when a soft voice came to me. "I am far stronger, my mate," the voice said as an orb of energy slipped from the sphere.

The first Master fell to his knees as the orb slowly, very slowly, solidified. A few moments later, a female Ceti breathed in a deep breath.

"I know I cannot stay long. Does this ...