Earth: Final Conflict

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's Earth Final Conflict:

Just over a year ago an alien named Ha'gel used Sandoval's body to create a son.

Me.

Liam is part human and part of an alien protospecies called the Kimera.

I grew into the body looking at in less than 5 minutes.

There were vestigial organs in my hands called Shaqarava but

the longer I'm on Earth the more human I become.

We build the mother ship and gave her a primary mission to come here

and preserve us, once we all enter the death stasis.

- Preserve you for what? - For your evolution.

We want you to save us, Liam.

- Zo'or! - I said initiate protocol 716.

Why have we not fired yet?

We are unable to achieve a sensor lock on the object.

That's impossible!

- Unless... - Unless what, Zo'or?

- What's happening? - Collision in 10 seconds.

Initiate emergency override.

Emergency override unsuccessful.

Zo'or?

Still alive.

Computer.

Initiate verbal response protocol.

ID Ronald Sandoval. Security code 50034.

I need a damage report.

Damage contained on decks 111 through 153. Ship's stabilized.

What is your next order, sir?

Repeat. What is your next order, Agent Sandoval? You are now in command.

Subtitled by Axarion

They have come to Earth with the promise of peace.

An alien race called the Taelons.

But, there are those who resist these Alien Companions.

For the Taelons' true mission,

the secrets they hide

will forever alter our world.

The fate of humanity now relies

on those who dare challenge the future

of Earth.

You all have A3 clearance but even so my agents are taking

a great risk in revealing themselves to you.

Now, they have intelligence on recent events which in the opinion of the President

pushes up the ANA time table for removal of the Taelons.

Ladies and gentlemen.

This is what was left to the Cayo Islands

after a mother ship induced tsunami hit them two months ago.

The death toll was estimated at nearly 30,000.

Most of the island was simply washed away.

We have documented thousands of cases of illegal confinement,

brutal and even fatal interrogations, forced labor in Kriss fields.

In short, our benevolent guests from the stars

are acting more like a dictatorial army of occupation.

As you know we've ascertain the Taelons are dying. Now,

they have the technology to measure their energy down to the final minutes.

This technology is a crystal bar which must be driving them mad.

The Synod is indulging their leader in more and more desperate acts.

Bottom line, ladies and gentlemen, we have a maniac

orbiting Earth with enough fire power to pulverize our planet on a whim.

Zo'or is deteriorating into a Caligula-like madness, it's that simple.

We believe the timing is right for a bloodless coup

in which Da'an with our backing prevails on the Synod to put him in charge.

Some of us are concerned about Zo'or's reaction.

What he did to the Cayo Islands might look like a Sunday picnic

compared to he might do if forced into a corner.

With all due respect, sir, he might just do it anyway.

Feel out Da'an.

Use your special relationship to find out what he thinks about this.

But make no further moves until we say.

Sorry to disturb you, sir, but we have a situation on the mother ship.

It seems to have collided with a large piece of space debris.

- Damage report? - Undetermined at this point, sir.

Haven't you spoken to anyone up there yet?

That's the problem, sir.

All telemetry and communication seem to be functioning,

and we've been hailing them since this happened but no one on board is responding.

I want an immediate analysis of orbit,

potential dangers and I want a headcount of every human and Taelon

on board that thing! And I wanted it two days ago!

Yes, sir!

- What did you do? - Nothing.

Whatever hit the ship seems to have dampened his energy flux.

It's there. Just not flowing.

Damn!

The entire ship is composed of living Taelon bio slurry.

But the impact zone is frozen around whatever hit us.

Decks 111 through 153 sealed, but inert.

This is a problem?

The bio slurry should be repairing itself, healing the ship, expelling the toxin.

It's not!

And what the hell are we doing here?

Someone has to be in command and after many years of loyal service,

I'm sure Zo'or wouldn't hesitate to appoint me as that Commander.

Yeah, right.

What about the Volunteers?

I've send them back to Earth for their own safety.

How kind.

- And these drones? - They're implants.

They'll do whatever the helm says and, at least for the time being,

I'm at the helm.

Well. What are we going to do now?

Work fast, do an inventory of the entire ship, anything of value...

Did you see that?

What?

Nothing, nothing... Report back in an hour.

Traffic reports before impact identify only 42 Taelons on board besides Zo'or,

- 220 humans, 600 drones and... - Our friend Sandoval.

Something's done a great deal of damage to the mother ship. What could it be?

The comet and asteroid alert grid didn't detect any rogue debris.

The problem is not the damage. It is that the ship is not healing.

The ANA satellite system shows that the ship has sealed itself around the mass.

Biometric supports, life support systems are operative.

The ship is weakened. Zo'or and the others may not even be alive.

I'd say now is the perfect opportunity for what we discussed.

Coup d'etats are unprecedented in Taelon culture.

The Taelons' work is down here.

Your leadership is your species only hope for a future.

Perhaps.

Computer, I'm confused about this data.

Why is Zo'or's energy not flowing?

It is at 0.00003% of its capacity.

Everything is slowed down then, not stopped.

Affirmative.

So, from his perspective one second would seem like one day?

Affirmative.

Estimated duration?

If current variables remain the same, indefinitely.

I have completed my analysis of the data that has been collected.

Any conclusions?

Only one substance in the universe has this type of effect on Taelon energy.

We call it dark matter.

- Is that what hit the ship? - Yes.

Dark matter is of the anti-universe. It reverses Taelon polarity slowing time

for any Taelon within a certain radius.

The time vibration is so immeasurable it is as if we're frozen.

Is that why the mothership can't repair itself?

Indeed. We must expel the dark matter.

If not, it will slowly devour the ship and kill it.

If the 42 Taelons on board are incapacitated,

who's running that ship?

Maybe the ship is running itself.

Or, worse, Sandoval.

This place is a gold mine!

It's about a billion bucks for the Taelon medicines, core energy,

a whole bunch of high tech gizmos Zo'or's been holding back.

I mean if we can ID half of the stuff off here,

we'll make a mint in the black market.

Well done, Tate.

I'm sure it'll be of use to us one day.

Boss, we're talking about a king's ransom here. One day is today.

No.

Today is reserved for a more important matter.

What's that?

See those blips? Those are Taelons.

In a very short time I will have all of them on Earth locked in.

Locked in?

You mean like targets?

All of my work, the conspiracy with the Jaridians,

selling what's left of my soul to earn the Synod's trust

have all led to this moment.

Once I have them all targeted, I'm going to ID them aboard one by one

and eliminate them.

Can we do that?

Do you see anyone stopping us?

This is our moral imperative as human beings.

These bastards are thieves and murderers.

They killed my wife, Tate, they obliterated my birthplace!

Now it's their turn!

Then we'll strip the ship of anything useful and we'll

send her on the direct course to Jaridia.

So we kill all the Taelons.

What do we get out of it?

Not much.

We'll merely be the liberators of Earth.

How does that grab you?

Who's first?

I've got your message. You sound stressed in a major way.

The dark matter, I need a refresher.

Impressive.

You're dabbling in quantum physics in your spare time now?

- Just give me what you got. - Here is the basics.

Way back in the 1940's, some physicist determined mass of the entire Universe.

- Fritz Zwicky, right? - Smart and handsome.

So, Zwicky decides to give this mass a name One Omega. You're following so far?

You just keep going, I'll fight to keep up.

Good!

So then he decides to find the mass of everything we can see.

Rocks, people, stars, gas, earth, wind and fire, basically everything.

So what does all that add up to? Only one tenth of One Omega.

In other words 90% of the Universe is made up of something we can't see.

Dark matter.

It has mass and gravitation, but doesn't give off any visible radiation.

No X-ray, no gamma, nada.

So there is a whole Universe out there ten times bigger and more complicated,

and we have no idea.

Creepy, huh?

I'm just telling you the basics.

Dark matter has hit the mother ship, incapacitated Zo'or and the other Taelons.

Either the ship is in autodefense mode or someone else is in control.

Odds are it's Ronald Sandoval.

If he's hijacking the mother ship he'd be a deadman once his demands are met.

There's more. I used our secret backdoor to sniff around the FBI database.