The Federation.
From its start, it had been a thing forged to ensure that a very few would rule and be powerful, wealthy, and above all the laws that they themselves enacted.
Now that alliance, unholy as it was, had decided to show its might by killing innocents, people who may have had nothing at all to do with the rebellion in order to prove that they were still the rulers of this universe.
That anger steadied her.
Now was the time to be the weapon that would bring justice, no matter how much the sacrifice would cost her.
She had to do it because more than the Federation was at stake here.
There was the Orb to consider, and she was the weapon. The Federation did not yet hold the secret of it, and they may never, but if the race that did hold that secret should ever come to the Federation and make an alliance with them, they would enslave the Federation and use its might for their own agenda.
And that agenda would be domination of every universe ever known.
Protect the Orb.
That was the secret of the weapon that she had become, the secret she dared not share with Drake or anyone else.
