Act 25 | Landing Page

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted February 21, 2005 – 8:34PM

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Act 26

Gate of Karnak, Habados System, Kalkuth Sector

Movers swam through the cloud of dark debris. Not long before the dark debris was two of the most powerful ships of the Galaxy, the Tartarus and the Sajuuk. Now, the Movers sift through the debris with their scanners, looking for useful material they could still salvage, pieces of technology that they would not want to share with undeserving races.

But besides those, there was something else they were looking for. One Mover signaled its discovery to the rest of its squadron. Not long after, another Mover found the other one. Both were capsules, made from a metal forged in the cores of dead stars, with a dark colored sheen that was reflected the sun and the stars about them. The Movers hoped that the two capsules would have survived the disintegration of the dreadnaught and the mothership. And inside the capsules lay something ancient, something that harks back to the beginnings of their race.

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Act 24 | Landing Page | Act 26

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted February 18, 2005 – 2:30AM

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Act 25

Aboard the Pride of Hiigara

The repairs were quick and the Hiigaran mothership have graduated from critical to serious status, although the great Mothership remained under constant attack. It was a testimony to the unceasing efforts of the ship’s inboard crew and the Collectors to save the Mothership from the brink of destruction. It has been a while since Karan was on the Pride of Hiigara, but the familiarity stored in her memories and nerve synapses quickly switched in, and it felt like no day has passed since time they battled Makaan for control of the Sajuuk.

Act 23 | Landing Page | Act 25

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted February 3, 2005 – 8:51PM

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Act 24

Aboard the Pride of Hiigara

A last minute short jump saved the Hiigaran mothership from further damage. Karan wondered about the ships they had to leave behind, which had gathered around the Sajuuk to protect it. Something distracted the P3 attack on the Sajuuk, which allowed the dreadnaught to survive. Yes, she could still sense the presence of Sajuuk. Karan had inquired the status of the Kun-Laan 2 through direct communications from her own newly added links to the Pride of Hiigara. She was relieved that the Somtaaw mining ship was safe. But the Kun-Laan 2 had lost almost all her escorts in sacrifice, and her captain was wounded. The ship was heavily damaged, with several critical modules destroyed. There was no word on her Kun-Laan 2’s strike craft, consisting mainly of the improvised Super Acolytes. But their numbers have dwindled, and the survivors have gone on to protect the straggling Sajuuk along with the Hiigaran regular strike craft. With the Kun-Laan 2 incapacitated, the Somtaaw squadrons would have to dock on Hiigaran carriers for repairs.

Act 22 | Landing Page | Act 24

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted January 29, 2005 – 1:21AM

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Act 23

so long ago…

She stood before the Grand Council of Elders. Among them stood Sajuuk. Others that stood with him, she could recall their names…Meheraan, Mastuk, Bashir, Sulaiman, and more. They were the Council of the Twelve, as they were also called. Beyond the Counil stood a mighty host of Believers, those who still follow the Word.

Act 21 | Landing Page | Act 23

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted January 22, 2005 – 12:34AM

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Act 22

Aboard the Vaygr Mothership Batu

The bleeps and the purple circles came hard as a surprise on the tactical display screens.

Taklan staggered and shouted. “Status!”

“We have multiple jump signatures above and below our position!” Agripas shouted.

“What!” Taklan exclaimed. “Are we not already engaging their main center fleet ahead of us? Isn’t our carrier strike forces hitting their rear guard?”

“By our calculations we are supposed to be engaging both their central and rear guard fleet positions. I thought based on our own and the Hiigaran intelligence we should have accounted for all their mothership and capital ship class vessels already.” Agripas said.

Act 20 | Landing Page | Act 22

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted January 1, 2005 – 9:46PM

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Act 21

Aboard the Ark of Geddon, Harados System, Kalkuth Sector

Something stirred in the darkness.

Iisha opened her eyes.

Radal, who was monitoring the traffic of ships, asked. “What was it?”

”They’re here,” Iisha answered.

“Are you sure?” Radal asked again.

Iisha scanned the space of the room with her eyes, as if her eyes could see through the walls into the skies beyond. “Yes, they are here.”

Radal took a deep breath and walked to the chair. “Your people—the Awakened— have not finished moving to all the Progenitor ships.”

“We have no time now,” Iisha said. “We have to do what we can.”

“Then it’s battle stations,” Radal ordered. Gursal nodded.

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Act 19 | Landing Page | Act 21

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted December 22, 2004 – 8:34PM

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Act. 20

Vaygr Shuttle, Gate of Karnak, Harados System, Kalkuth Sector

A wing of Assault Craft flew above the shuttle, while another wing flew below. In the flanks of the shuttle, escorted two wings of Lance Fighters, one to the left of the shuttle, the other on the right. Combined, the four wings created a cross formation with the shuttle in the center, and the entire formation made its way out of the Hiigaran fleet formation and towards the Vaygr formations.

The screens flickered. The face in the screen bowed. “Vaygr-Khar,” he uttered humbly.

Act 18 | Landing Page | Act 20

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Soul of the Progenitors

A Homeworld Fanfiction

by Crobato

Originally posted December 15, 2004 – 8:53PM

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Act 19

It is I, your Prophet, that spoke of this, and you, my children, must remember.

On the last day of Tribulation, in the height of the heavens, I saw a might host of angels, their robes gleaming in white, singing praises to the Lord. The Arch Angel in her radiance, walked out from the host, and she opened a scroll. And from it she called forth the words to break upon the Seal to awaken the Last Angel who had been trapped in the bowels of the earth over tens of thousands of years. The Last Angel will be given the power to awaken all the Saints who had lived among us but could never enter the Gate of Heaven, and the host of the Betrayers that had opposed them. The Saints rejoiced in their awakening, and sang praises to the Lord, but not the Betrayers, whose hearts remained unrepentent with sin.