The Odyssey entered a region of space where time echoed, repeating moments from the past. Captain Elena Vasquez stood on the bridge, watching as events replayed before her eyes.
"Command, this is Vasquez. We've encountered a temporal anomaly."
"Copy, Odyssey. Proceed with caution."
Kaelen appeared beside her. "It's a time echo. A moment in history, frozen and repeated."
"Whose history?"
The echoes showed the First Ones—their rise, their war with the Devourers, their ultimate sacrifice.
"They're trying to tell us something," Elena said.
"Yes," Kaelen replied. "They want us
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The debriefing room was cold, bright, and smelled of old coffee. Captain Elena Vasquez sat across from Colonel Marks, her flight suit still zipped, her helmet on the table between them. Marcus stood by the door, waiting to give his own report.
"You let them go," Marks said. It wasn't a question.
Elena met his eyes. "They didn't cross. I had no authority to engage."
"You could have forced them. Pushed them. Gotten them to fire first."
"That's not why we're here."
Marks leaned back, studied her for a long moment. "You're right. That's not why we're here. But there are people abov
"You let them go," Marks said. It wasn't a question.
Elena met his eyes. "They didn't cross. I had no authority to engage."
"You could have forced them. Pushed them. Gotten them to fire first."
"That's not why we're here."
Marks leaned back, studied her for a long moment. "You're right. That's not why we're here. But there are people abov