The Eagle is flying through space and seems team Reinhald of G-KR, Karasov, Lindro, Raltok and Liena are back together with the addition of Rey. Rey is a bit tired and is at the lounge area and the general joins her soon. They begin to talk about the wormhole interjecting an interesting dimension about it.
They begin to inquire each other about recent visions or dreams they had. What now seems long ago regarding the wormhole. Rey says she saw a bit of it in her dreams, remembering a purple gas-like eruption in the middle of space and everything around it bending...
" like something impossible and magic... purple ripples of a disturbance at first ... The feeling of a shadowing dent or black hole with a halo of a powerful and fluorescent authority governing its presence. The firmness and curvature of space just ripped open..."
She was aware of this phenomenon before she heard the news of the space pirates, particularly from Poe back in the temple, and had a strange feeling there might be something related. In fact it shows Rey's vision recalls seeing the wormhole actually first appear before anyone ever knew about it.... So does the general. He remembers the wormhole widening in his dreams...
"I was dreaming. It was insane. It was getting bigger and bigger I can imagine a few planets molded as one but still bigger and it was pitch black at first then it illuminated and suddenly smoking purple around it and the middle greyed and got the feeling of transparency as it came into life blending in colors too. I don't think anyone saw it coming or before I did or before you did!"
They begin to wonder if the power of the Dyad might have created the wormhole. Now they wondered about something else even crazier. As Rey starts the conversation Reinhald finishes it...
"I wonder if we..."
"Can turn the wormhole..."
Their faces are filled with the heaviest of optimism that not even a black hole could rob of. They go back to see the crew. Lindro:
"We got spacesuits you can wear except you guys will be exposing your hands. I will design the 3D platforms for your feet...
The Eagle surprised that none of the Qil-Xyborg are near the wormhole. Perhaps because they cannot gain access to their previous dimension or universe comes somewhat close to the wormhole. Rey and Reinhald in spacesuits with exposed hands and shoes step out on an astronaut's platform for two designed by Lindro's 3D printing skills. Their feet are locked on the bases and Rey's right hand and Reinhald's left-hand lock palm and palm whereas their outermost hands point towards the wormhole.
Looks like a green emerald version of force lightning attacking the wormhole... Rey and Reinhald look like they are shaking or a little possessed. The power of the Dyad is violently affecting the wormhole... The purple begins to spark blue and suddenly turns bluish and the blackness in the middle turns grey and begins to look like an open tunnel. They stop their green force lightning and they are out of breath and try to make it back in as Raltoc shoots:
"THEY ARE COMING GUYS THE QIL-XYBORGS ARE COMING!!!"
Rey and Reinhald looking and feeling a little like they finished running a double marathon get back into the craft as the Eagle flies away and the Qil-Xyborg blob crafts try to shoot them before the enemies spin around the area wondering what had happened.
Inside the wormhole there were more Qil-Xyborg crafts... Looking like a good 30-40 crafts were traveling trying to reach the Star Wars universe... their crafts burn up and they all explode. The wormhole is now reversed! It's also shining blue from the purple it was earlier.
From the sphere still around half the size of the Death Star but looking more illuminated and firm... Narbothh is looking out the window and engages in conversation with Zion:
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Star Wars - Episode X : Wormhole of Revelations
Science FictionA story based on events after Star Wars Episode IX in the realms of science-fiction and speculative theories about alternative or parallel universes and galaxies, biological, viral and cyborg integration, reincarnation, love and the usual sum of mys...