A retired Knight of Morbicus Medea Shaiamalan -the elite military recon force of the Draconequi race- finds a habitable planet, accompanied by his two wives. Together the three taught the planet's many inhabitants all there is to know, how to write, read and communicate, to build and many things as well... And as time moved on, all the inhabitants developed their own dialect, spoken and unspoken, then.. they began to see these three strangers as not only mere teachers, they started calling them their Benevolent Father and Loving Mothers. The three beings were grateful. But the surprise did not stop there.. They -the inhabitants- gave them many wondrous gifts, praised them, even worshiped them. Soon, a culture arose, a civilisation was born which centuries later grew into a strong and frightful empire... Booming into the space faring age.... Many a millennia have passed, his enemy found them. A once brother-in-arms overridden by madness. They battled with each other all the way to the Heavens and stars. Only one victor arose.... And now HE seeks vengeance!!

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This fic takes place in an alternate season 2, just feel free to share with me ideas and such things concerning to the story, also i am in search of someone who could be willing to be my editor/proofreader/idea-maker. So... yeah, join me ladies and guys on this journey together.