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The history of Star Control begins on Earth in the 1930's, when a popular form of entertainment was the radio. It was harmless in the beginning, but when transmissions grew so strong that they reached distant stars, several alien species took notice of their first evidence of sentient life on a distant world. One of the species listening was the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za. As early as 1940, the Kzer-Za began to formulate sinister schemes to attack Earth while benign, peaceful aliens lay plans to warn the Humans of the Kzer- Za threat.
From strange worlds light years away, good and evil aliens watched with growing interest as Soviet Cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin became the first Human to orbit Earth in 1961. Less than a decade later, a tremor swept through the advanced life-forms beyond the solar system as American Astronauts Armstrong and Aldrin became the first Humans to tread Earth's moon.
Alien scrutiny intensified as armed conflicts on Earth continued unabated. The Small War of 2015 came close to obliterating civilization on Earth when nuclear combat broke out between several Middle Eastern countries. Less than a dozen warheads were exchanged, but even so, nearly a million people died. The terrible loss of life and the threat of planetwide Armageddon sobered global leaders. The leaders of the industrialized nations and the Third World met at United Nations headquarters in New York and agreed to cooperate in an immediate strengthening of U.N. authority. Within six months, the U.N. Security Council had assembled a large Peace-Keeping Army and assumed worldwide control over all weapons of mass destruction. "Mass-kill" devices were gathered from every country that possessed them. The weapons were dismantled and stored in huge subterranean bunkers that came to be known as "Peace Vaults". Simultaneously, the U.N. outlawed the sale of smaller arms. Ten years after the U.N. summit, in 2025, the Earth experienced its first year without war.
To ensure the total destruction of the arms trade, the United Nations prohibited future weapons research, including the development of nuclear fusion and fission technologies that might be adapted for bomb-making purposes. Laser applications were closely monitored to prevent the design of laser weapons.
Despite these restrictions, science advanced across a wide spectrum of disciplines, especially in bio-technology. Brilliant Swiss scientist Hsien Ho combined the genome map with sophisticated genetic-engineering techniques and perfected the artificial parthenogenesis - cloning - of Humans at the Zurich BioTeknik in 2019. Though the clones were Human in appearance, Hsien Ho had modified their genes so they couldn't reproduce.
Meanwhile, a new religious order, Homo Deus, or "The Godly Men", was founded in the aftermath of the Small War and the emotional turmoil caused by the destruction of the Holy Lands. Its charismatic founder, former car salesman Jason MacBride, built his worldwide following on the thesis that the Millennium was near. He predicted March 11, 2046 as the date when Heaven and Earth would join and each devout person would be elevated to a divine status. The movement captured the imagination of millions of poor and disillusioned individuals worldwide. Within a few years, "Brother Jason" was one of the most powerful and influential people on the planet.
For most people on Earth, the following two decades were a time of peace and prosperity. This was not the case for Hsien Ho's clones. Seeing Ho's creations as a threat to his "Godly Men", Jason MacBride fought to have the clones declared sub-human. Calling them "Androsynths", or "fake men", he used the vast resources of his organization to strip them of their Human rights. Sadly, as the years passed, the Androsynths became little better than well-treated slaves.
Not unexpectedly, March 11, 2046 came and went without the arrival of Jason MacBride's promised Millennium. Citing a "lack of genuinely devout people", MacBride withdrew from public life and faded into obscurity, his power and fortunes rapidly declining.
By the middle of the 21st Century, Humans had begun to colonize their solar system. Planet-orbiting factories led to lunar bases and soon there were mining and research outposts scattered across the Asteroid Belt. Yet the expansion of mankind into deep space was limited by the relatively slow speed of their spacecraft. Research began in earnest to develop ships that could travel faster than the speed of light.
Stronger, smarter, and more adaptable than normal Humans, the Androsynths despised and deeply resented their slave status. By the late 2070's, there were tens of thousands of Androsynths distributed across the planet, many of them doing sophisticated scientific and technological research. In retrospect, the Clone Revolt of 2085 was inevitable. In the Spring of that year, the Androsynths staged a worldwide rebellion with the help of a sympathetic Human underground.
The uprising had been exquisitely planned. Within 24 hours, nearly every spaceflight facility on the planet had been captured. Andyosynths working at the captured facilities had secretly fueled and readied over a thousand spacecraft to carry their people off the planet. Two days after the rebellion began, the freed clones took over all orbital and lunar bases, leaving not a single Androsynth on Earth. "Star Control", the recently established wing of the United Nations' military forces, made several attempts to evict the clones, but each time their ships approached, they were burnt to ashes by colossal MASER weapons that Androsynth scientists had fashioned out of formerly benign energy broadcast units.
After two months of futile strikes on Androsynth strongholds with conventional weapons, the U.N. leadership decided to use the means of mass destruction stored in the Peace Vaults. Yet before the nuclear bombs and laser rays could be reassembled, Star Control scoutships watching the orbiting bases reported an amazing sight. Eight of the largest space stations were accelerating out of Earth orbit, heading toward the periphery of the solar system. The Androsynths had modified the huge space- stations for flight, including the recently finished StarLight Hilton.
Although Star Control chase-ships were never able to catch the space-stations, a ten-thruster ore freighter on its way home from an Asteroid Belt mining base was able to make a high-V interception of the rag-tag fleet. As the freighter pilot approached the fleeing space-stations, they began to glow with a bright energy field that spun around the ships with blazing speed. According to the pilot, a "great red hole" over 500 meters across appeared in front of the space-stations. As he watched in disbelief, the stations flew into the hole one by one and vanished in a starburst of white lights. When the last of the Androsynth strongholds had disappeared, the hole collapsed rapidly inward, imploding into nothingness.
Almost 50 years would pass before Humans encountered the Androsynths again.
In 2112, Earth's largest and most remote space installation, Ceres Base, was built on the 700 kilometer-wide asteroid of the same name. Three years later, it was the site of mankind's first official contact with an alien life-form - the crystalline Chenjesu. The alien vessel suddenly appeared out of nowhere, a scarlet flash of light announcing its presence as it took a position 3 kilometers above the asteroid. Almost immediately, the alien ship broadcasted this message:
"We are not alone in our struggle. There are others who will fight with us against the Ur-Quan. Together - in an alliance with the remaining free stars - we may yet turn back the enemy, defeating the Ur-Quan and their Hierarchy of Battle Thralls."
"We beseech you to join us, for we desperately need your help. But we do not have much time. What is your answer?"
For over a week, the answer was stunned silence.
The Chenjesu representatives were patient. Beings of vast intellect and perception, they understood the physiological shock that their sudden appearance had on the Humans, a people who had never before had contact with a sentient species other that their own. The aliens remained in the solar system for several months, conferring with political, military, and scientific leaders of Earth. Meanwhile, the Chenjesu's starship transported U.N. observers through HyperSpace to visit several worlds that had been attacked by the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za and their Hierarchy of Battle Thralls. The sad evidence of wholesale slaughter and devastation, and the accounts of dazed survivors, proved that the Chenjesu account was true. On August 1, 2116, Earth joined the Chenjesu and their other allies - The Mmrnmhrm, the Yehat, the Shofixti, and unofficially, the Syreen - to form the Alliance of Free Stars.
Following formal ratification of the pact by the United Nations, Star Control was placed under the direct authority of the Alliance Command Council.
The Chenjesu expected Earth to play a major role in the Alliance, as combatants and suppliers of war material. Though technologically primitive, Human civilization had thousands of factories and millions of skilled workers able to manufacture munitions and spacecraft. The tens of thousands of thermo- nuclear weapon components in the Peace Vaults were an additional bonus which surprised the Chenjesu.
On the day following Earth's induction into the Alliance, Arilou Lalee'lay representatives landed on Earth's moon. They transmitted a request to meet with Alliance representatives, so a delegation of Human and Chenjesu diplomats journeyed to the lunar surface. The Arilou explained that they too were threatened by the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za and had come to join the Alliance of Free Stars. Alliance headquarters was consulted, and soon afterward the Arilou were welcomed into the coalition. Although the Arilou were extremely secretive - unwilling to discuss even the locations of their homeworlds - they provided additional strength to the Alliance. This strength was to be tested almost immediately.
There were many great battles between the Alliance of Free Stars and the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za and their Hierarchy of Battle Thralls. Both the Alliance and the Hierarchy built hundreds of asteroid forts all across the spiral arm of the galaxy. Only a small fraction of these fortified positions, and the colonies and mining bases that surrounded them, survived the fighting.
As the war spread, new alien races were drawn into the conflict until finally there were 14 separate species at war. On the Alliance side were the Humans, the Chenjesu, the Yehat, the Mmrnmhrm, the Arilou Lalee'lay, the Syreen, and the Shofixti. Fighting with the Kzer-Za were the Mycon, the Spathi (against their will), the Androsynths, the VUX, the Ilwrath, and the Umgah.
By 2134 it was becoming clear to both sides that the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za and their Hierarchy of Battle Thralls were slowly but surely winning the war.
On March 16, 2134, Star Control Captain I. Burton, a highly respected 28-year old female Human, was leading a task force of heavy cruisers on a deep recon into what was believed to be a friendly sector near the Zeeman-Vela star cluster. She had just taken a navigational star fix when the ships from Earth were suddenly ambushed by an elite force of Androsynth Guardian combat vessels. The Androsynth ships had been modified for extended blazer mode, giving them increased speed and range. The task force was cut to shreds and only Burton's vessel, the Tobermoon, escaped destruction. Knowing that the Tobermoon could not outrun the Guardian ships, Captain Burton sped her craft toward the heart of Zeeman's Star, a nearby supergiant sun. She had a desperate plan, a last ditch ploy she prayed would confuse the pursuers' sensors. The bridge crew began to panic as heat in the cabin climbed to oven-like temperatures. Two enlisted men finally broke under the pressure and came for Burton, terror in their eyes and sweat pouring down their faces. Burton drew her sidearm and held the mutineers off. With the cabin temperature nearing 150 degrees Fahrenheit and the Tobermoon's outer hull beginning to liquefy, Burton jettisoned the ship's entire stock of nuclear missiles and detonated them. From the Androsynths' perspective, the Tobermoon had exploded when it flew too close to the superhot sun.
As the Androsynth task force sped out of the system, a severely damaged Tobermoon slowly emerged from its hiding place behind Zeeman's Star. Burton ordered a damage report. As she'd suspected, the craft had sustained severe damage. Worse, the ship's engineers informed her that they couldn't make repairs without a planetfall on a world with a breathable atmosphere. Like most supergiant stars, Zeeman did not have any Earth-like planets in orbit around it, so the Tobermoon limped through space for almost a week before Hyper-Radar reconnaissance located a hospitable planet orbiting the dwarf star Vela. It was the second planet in the system, and it had an oxygen rich atmosphere and deposits of metal ore which the Humans could refine and use to repair their ship.
After a successful landing, Burton ordered the engineers to begin repairs. She sent the rest of the crew off to explore their surroundings. It was by chance that a young ensign chose to enter an unremarkable cave in a nearby hillside. What he found inside was the most remarkable discovery of the century - a huge underground installation, the size of a small city, built in the distant past by a race known only as the Precursors. The cave was massive, over 2500 meters long and averaging 50 meters from floor to ceiling. The main tunnel had countless side passages and hidden niches, almost all crammed with futuristic equipment and hundreds of long-dormant robots. Halfway down the main gallery, a deep crevasse sliced across the tunnel floor, evidence of a tremendous prehistoric quake that had offset the adjoining walls by more than ten meters. Over the centuries, water trickling into the cave from the planet's surface had carried countless minute traces of calcium carbonate that had settled out as lime. As the limestone sediment built up, it covered much of the Precursors' wondrous machinery with a smooth coating called flowstone, five to ten meters thick in some places. Artifacts of this advanced alien species had been found in every quarter of known space, but this was the first time an entire Precursor base had been discovered. Captain Burton recognized that the wealth of advanced technology could bring the Alliance victory over the Ur-Quan - but only if scientists could be brought to Vela 2 to study the fantastic find.
Realizing that the surrounding region of space could fall under enemy control at any time, Burton wished the Tobermoon's communication equipment was powerful enough to send a message all the way back to Earth. It wasn't, though, so she accelerated the repairs to the Tobermoon then rocketed back to Earth at emergency warp speed to report her findings to her superiors at Star Control. Within a week, the Tobermoon was on the return leg to Vela 2, crammed full of hastily assembled scientific equipment and experts on both the Precursors' civilization and their advanced xenotechnology.
The most respected but least liked Precursor expert in the expedition to Vela 2 was Professor Jules Farnsworth. Though recognized as a great mind, Farnsworth was widely disliked for his flamboyant egotism and rude impatience with peers.
It wasn't long before both his fellow scientists on the mission and Captain Burton rued the decision to bring Farnsworth along, for the professor did little but complain during the voyage from Earth to Vela 2. Yet, as irksome as he was, Professor Farnsworth proved his worth almost immediately upon his arrival at the Precursor installation. Within hours, he had located the base's deactivated central control computer. While the professor worked feverishly on the ancient aliens' computer, Captain Burton received a fateful message from the Star Control High Command.
As feared, the Ur-Quan had smashed through the defensive lines drawn between the Mira and Indi constellations. Star Control reconnaissance ships had reported that a large Hierarchy task force was hurtling toward the Vela star system. Captain Burton was ordered to evacuate Vela 2 and return to Earth immediately. To prevent the Hierarchy from obtaining the ancient secrets of the Precursors, Burton was ordered to install nuclear devices throughout the Precursor installation and to activate them as soon as the Tobermoon was in orbit, destroying the entire complex.
The non-military members of the Vela 2 research team were stunned by the order. To destroy the most significant discovery of the century was unthinkable! Professor Farnsworth was especially distraught for he was in the middle of several critical research projects that promised to unlock ancient Precursor technical secrets. In an uncharacteristic display of courage, he offered to remain behind, promising to detonate the nuclear bombs if the Ur-Quan found the Precursor caves. The majority of the other scientists and engineers also asked to stay on Vela 2 and continue their research. Finally, Captain Burton was persuaded that saving the treasure trove of advanced Precursor technology was more important than obeying a direct order from the High Command. Still, she didn't trust Farnsworth to detonate the nuclear devices should the Ur-Quan land, so she decided that the only logical thing to do was to remain behind herself.
On August 11, 2134, command of the Tobermoon was turned over to First Officer Chi. Burton ordered him to leave the star system immediately, return to Earth at best speed, and brief the High Command on the expedition's desperate attempt to save the Precursor installation. Chi promised to return with a relief party and supplies as soon as the Ur-Quan attack was repulsed. After the Tobermoon had lifted off, the team quickly moved all their equipment deep into the cave system and obscured all signs of their presence from the planet's surface, so Vela 2 would appear uninhabited to any Ur-Quan ship that might scan the terrain. The weeks turned into months as Captain Burton and her team of 200 waited for the return of the Tobermoon.
After six months in the caves, food reserves grew critically short, so Captain Burton imposed strict rationing. Professor Farnsworth found a data bank in the computer describing Vela 2's flora and fauna. Burton felt her spirits soar as Farnsworth pointed out several plants and animals that could be harvested for food. The most likely sources of meat were the red-brown Libixx, animals that looked like winged rabbits, and the six- legged Ortogs, 2,000 pound beasts with pendulous udders that resembled a cross between a cow and a lizard. Both had cell structures, internal organs, and flesh remarkably similar to mammals on Earth. The Precursor data also indicated that several plant species - especially the giant blue-flowered Iccamullon - had the same proteins, sugars, and starches as crops Humans had been raising for centuries. Captain Burton assigned teams to hunt wild animals and harvest food plants, allowing them out of the caves only under cover of dark for the first year they were there. Then, gradually as the years passed, the marooned Humans grew confident that they were safe from discovery by the Ur-Quan. They began to see themselves as colonists and most moved out of the caves to settle on the surface. Still, with Captain Burton prodding them, the Humans remained cautious, building camouflaged houses and planting crops in purposefully chaotic patterns. Eventually they gave their planet a name: Unzervalt. It meant, simply, "our world".
Ten years slipped past, marked by the deaths of a dozen colonists from accidents or old age, and the birth of 42 children. Several of the scientists had become full-time farmers. Others fabricated old-fashioned bullet-firing rifles and disappeared into the Unzervalt wilderness, appearing months later clad in Ortog skins and bursting with tales of strange landscapes and even stranger life-forms.
After more than a decade of hard work, Professor Farnsworth announced with considerable fanfare that he had finally succeeded in unlocking the secret of the Precursor Control Computer. Without Captain Burton's permission - indeed without even knowing what would happen - Farnsworth commanded the computer to initiate its prime function. The resulting near-disaster almost got the professor put in the stockade.
Suddenly, the machinery within the cave roared to life. Huge electrical arcs shot between massive electrodes, incinerating a wooden storage shack. Robotic vehicles tore across the cavern floor right through several Human-made buildings. A 30 meter tall crane-like machine detached itself from one wall and swiftly rolled through the cave, nearly crushing a group of panicked scientists. It was a miracle that no one was killed in the ensuing chaos as Humans fled the caves in terror.
The next day, robotic vehicles emerged from the cave and cut down a nearby forest. They leveled the ground, covered the surface with some kind of metallic plastic, then returned to the cave.
Captain Burton led a squad of volunteers back into the caves on a cautious reconnaissance mission. Inside the main cavern, they found the robots assembling the spine of a huge starship. The robots seemed to be aware of the Humans' presence, turning to focus benign scanners on the volunteers several times, but they obviously did not consider the Humans a threat. Captain Burton decided that it was safe for the Humans to return to their work in the caves, so long as they kept out of the robots' way.
Days later, an abashed Farnsworth was finally coaxed back to the Precursor Control Computer to continue his research. Soon after, he discovered that the construction process would soon transition out of the caves, that the assembly of the starship would continue on the planet's surface. As far as he could tell, the construction was going to take a long time.
The "long time" that Farnsworth predicted turned out to be nearly a decade. The colonists grew accustomed to the framework of a great starship looming above their tiny village. Day after day, a hundred robots moved across the surface of the vessel, welding and fitting, assembling and fabricating.
Then one day, without warning, the construction robots stopped working, returned to their original positions in the cave, and shutdown completely, leaving the cave was as the research team had first found it - silent, motionless. The only evidence of recent activity there was the equipment that the Humans had moved, the flowstone that they had carved away, and a couple of small shacks that they had built here and there. A flustered and frantic Professor Farnsworth asked the Control Computer for an explanation and was given an immediate answer. There were not enough raw materials left to finish the vessel, nor were there suitable substitutes anywhere on the planet. A week of tests by Burton and her team found the ship complete enough to blast off from the surface of Vela 2, but it would have to cruise slowly through HyperSpace, lightly armed, and with only enough room for a skeleton crew.
It was obvious from the interior of the starship that the Precursors were giants, and seemingly not bipedal. Levers were almost impossible to move and three people were required to actuate a single switch. The chairs, beds, and other furnishings were better suited for a woolly mammoth than a Human.
An automated control system was needed, so despite vehement protests from Farnsworth, the Captain ordered the Precursors' computer installed in the vessel and reconfigured to run it. After 20 years marooned on Vela 2, the colonists were almost ready to return to Earth.
Pressed to begin programming the computer, Farnsworth broke down and admitted that he had never really understood the incredibly complicated system. For years, he had secretly employed the natural computer talents of a precocious young genius, the son of an officer from the Tobermoon and a Research Team engineer. Each night, after Farnsworth left the Control Computer console, the young boy had crept into the caves and tinkered with the computer. Within a few months, the child had established a rapport with the computer. When the Professor discovered the boy's activities, he used gifts and false promises to win the child's confidence, then talked the young genius into activating the entire complex.
Farnsworth's lie was revealed. This time, Captain Burton did throw him into the stockade.
Then, Burton called the young man into her office and proposed a plan. She would command the starship and he would serve as pilot, acting as the interface with the starship's Precursor computer.
With trepidation, I accepted. That's right - yours truly, Ambassador Zelnick. I was the bright young man. Handsome, too.
After 3 months of intensive crew training, Captain Burton felt it was finally time to leave Unzervalt. I wasn't so sure, wasn't entirely comfortable with my new role as a starship officer. Burton listened as I expressed my doubts, then put an arm around my shoulders and reassured me. "You'll make a fine pilot", she said. "I'd trust a ship to you any time". Besides, all the plans were set. The two of us would lead the return to Earth, and once there send back a rescue ship for the colonists left behind. If necessary, Burton vowed, we would fight our way through the forces of the Ur-Quan Hierarchy.
I, above all, will remember that trip, for during the journey I went through a rite of passage. I left Unzervalt a boy and soon found myself forced to be a man - to lead bravely and boldly and wisely. As I think back I can recall the exhilaration of blasting off from the tiny planet where I was born - and the sheer terror later. Three days out, near the perimeter of the Oort Cloud, we found the Tobermoon - derelict and tumbling through space. The deep burns along her hull were mute evidence that she'd seen combat. Strangely, there were no bodies at all on board. And most of the important ship systems were intact. I remember how Burton wondered if Officer Chi and the other crew members had been taken prisoner, how her words conjured up a picture in my mind of the Humans being tortured - their ordeal provoking mirth in the cruel Ur-Quan. With a few days' work, the engineers brought the Tobermoon back to life. What came next changed my life forever. With Captain Burton the only one aboard qualified to pilot the Earthling Cruiser, I was put in command of the Precursor starship. I'll admit it. Standing on the bridge that I was to command, I felt proud, sure of myself. Hey, truth be told, at that moment I thought I was invincible.
My confidence didn't last long, though. With the Tobermoon leading the way, our ships pushed out into HyperSpace. Blazing white light surrounded our vessels and everything took on a crimson hue. Something up there wasn't right. I remember how my body felt like it was in a vise and how my head was spinning. I fought for control, forcing myself to focus on Captain Burton's voice as she radioed a command from the Tobermoon: "Set course for Earth".
A day later - I think it was a day, but now, looking back, I can't be sure - a sinister shadow began following us through HyperSpace. It moved fast, real fast. Within a couple of hours it was close enough to interact with our ships' hyperdrive fields, pulling us back into TrueSpace. At close range, the enemy ship looked like a pair of spinning red globes surrounded by a crackling energy field. Some kind of glowing rod or energy beam connected the red globes. By current knowledge, I would think the alien craft was a misprogrammed probe sent by the Slylandro to explore the galaxy - if it weren't for what happened next. The probe built up speed rapidly as it zeroed in on the Precursor starship. Burton saw the attack coming and signaled me to get out of the area immediately. A moment later I watched on my command console monitor as the Tobermoon flashed away on a trajectory to intercept the hostile probe. As my vessel pushed up into HyperSpace, I saw a crackling bolt of energy lance out from the alien vessel and strike the Tobermoon. The Tobermoon wobbled violently, then veered off on an erratic course in the general direction of Unzervalt. Apparently satisfied with disabling the Tobermoon, the strange probe made a 180 degree turn then sped toward deep space. (Since the behavior of that probe was not consistent with those I have known to be from the Slylandro, I can only guess at its origin. Perhaps someone had captured and reprogrammed a Slylandro probe, or, as a standard Melnorme catalog item, another race could have purchased and programmed a probe. If the latter is the case, the probe's owners are probably known only to themselves and their favorite Melnorme Trade Master.)
Once the starship had reached HyperSpace, I radioed the Tobermoon only to learn that Captain Burton had been killed by the probe's unexpected attack. I was shocked. As I recovered from my shock, I became uneasy and uncertain about the mission to Earth. Burton's death left me in full command - a command I was not ready for, but I had to be.
Five days after the alien attack, our ship arrived at a stellar vortex leading out of HyperSpace. The vortex spiraled down to the brilliant yellow star that is Earth's sun. After passing through the vortex, a navigational fix put us just beyond the orbit of the ninth planet. With all thrusters on, we could reach Earth in two days.
As we approached Earth, a ship suddenly rushed from Earth's orbit to meet us and broadcast a recorded message. The message said that the ship was a drone-vessel that spoke "with the voice and authority of the Ur-Quan" and that we had trespassed into Ur-Quan space. It then said that Earth, a slave-planet, could not be approached for any reason, nor would hostilities against their orbital platform be tolerated. It also said that since our ship did not transmit standard Hierarchy identification transmissions, we were deemed independent, which was not permissible. Finally, it said that we were to remain where we were while it went to inform the Ur-Quan of our presence and that disobedience would be punished.
Disobeying the order, we approached Earth and discovered a strange red glow around it. Unable to communicate with anyone on the surface, we headed for the orbital platform, where we established communication with Starbase Commander Hayes. After we delivered radioactive materials to fuel the starbase's energy cores, I briefed the Commander on our mission. I told him of our plans to form a new alliance to defeat the Ur-Quan. In return, he told me all he knew about a the old Alliance of Free Stars and the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za and their Hierarchy of Battle Thralls. Hesitant to pledge the assistance of the starbase at first, he changed his mind when we were victorious over an Ilwrath Avenger that had come in response to a message from the Ur-Quan drone. There and then, with the Humans from Earth and Unzervalt, the New Alliance of Free Stars was formed. Several allies were found in the few short years that followed, but the Humans from the Earth Starbase would always be among the most helpful. They processed raw materials harvested from other worlds; they manufactured modules for our Precursor vessel, refueled the vessel, and manufactured many of the ships in our fleet. Many of them became eager crew-members, willing to travel across the stars in search of information and resources, and even to participate in battles when necessary.
Following is the status of the old Alliance races after they were defeated by the Ur-Quan Kzer-Za. Earth was put under a slave- shield, after which the Arilou Lalee'lay immediately withdrew to their then-secret home. The Chenjesu and the Mmrnmhrm were trapped together beneath a slave-shield on the Chenjesu homeworld. The Shofixti had destroyed their own sun to impede the advance of the Ur-Quan, so they were believed to be extinct. The nomadic Syreen were trapped under a slave-shield on a planet the Kzer-Za had found for them. Finally, the Yehat chose the role of Battle Thrall and became a much-feared force of the Hierarchy, against the will of their general population.
The New Alliance of Free Stars, with the help of some non-member races, fought off the cruel Ur-Quan Kohr-Ah and the brutal Ur- Quan Kzer-Za. Worlds under siege were freed, enemies became allies, and the weak, banding together, became strong. Even with our combined strength, though, the war was always a struggle. Only when we saw the destruction of the Ur-Quan's ultimate battle-platform, the Sa-Matra, did the Alliance breathe a sigh of relief. With the greatest symbol of Ur-Quan dominance shattered, both kinds of Ur-Quan, the Kzer-Za and the Kohr-Ah, soon fell to the Alliance. Peace was made and treaties were signed between the Alliance and both factions of the Ur-Quan, although many Kzer-Za and Kohr-Ah did not favor the arrangement.
Before long, a Kzer-Za leader devised the Path of Ceaseless Vigilance, which asserts that the Ur-Quan must observe other races without harming them until a race poses a specific threat to the Ur-Quan. After identifying a threat, the Ur-Quan will present the threatening race with the choice to be imprisoned or annihilated then act on that choice. Since the Kzer-Za and the Kohr-Ah were able to agree on this doctrine, they rejoined and began to act as a single race again. Curiously, all of the Kohr- Ah Marauders were taken out of service.
The reunited Ur-Quan did not colonize a homeworld in the old quadrant, instead preferring to continue their exploration of the galaxy on their Path of Ceaseless Vigilance. They did, however, assign many of their numbers to follow their Path on our united mission to the Kessari Quadrant...