The gateway stood forlorn, empty and still within the halls of the temple. Several Protoss were in the room, their faces showing signs of weariness. An engineer stood next to the terminal, noting the red signal that flashed on and off every few seconds. He inputed a few commands and stood back, watching as the gate way began its transformation to a warp gate.
“Stabilizing the warp matrices, the survivors of the Station should be appearing very shortly Exemplar,” said the engineer.
The Exemplar merely nodded his head as the transformation finished and the first of the survivors came through the warp gate. His eyes scanned the steady flux of survivors coming through the warp gate, looking for Altras and Ra'luu. Their failure was a great setback.
At last, the two step through the warp gate as the warp gate powered down behind them. The Exemplar sensed anger from the two for their failure. Yet there was something else he sensed. Great turmoil swirled within their minds as if they witnessed a great atrocity. The Khala link that enveloped all of the Khalai felt tainted within in them. The taint lingered of the Void.
As the medics attended the wounded survivors, the Exemplar calmly made his way to Altras and Ra'luu. The two noted his towering presence and immediately bowed their heads. The Exemplar merely gestured his right hand upward in the air, giving the two permission to look up and speak.
Altras looked at Ra'luu and then back at the Exemplar. “En taro Tassadar Exemplar. It is unfortunate that we meet under such circumstances and I am the bearer of terrible news. As you already know, the station is utterly destroyed and our research was stolen.”
“Altras, as an Executor and leader of the Station, you will bear the full weight of your failure. I was told that we were nearing completion and to let such valuable data fall into the enemy hands, your actions will determine what is the best course of action for you. Do not resist...”
The Exemplar probed Ra'luu's and Altras' mind at once. He saw everything vividly, the battle with Reapers, the Zerg forces invading and then, an anomaly. The Void itself appeared before his eyes. It was unimaginably vast and dark, a great maw of nothingness. He stood there, next to Altras and Ra'luu staring at what appeared to be female ghost's distorted face melding into the shadows.
The Exemplar saw enough and released the two of them, calling for a guard. “You will be under my supervision for the time being. Follow this fellow, he will take you to a rest area where you are free to do whatever you wish. I must report this to the Council. Under normal circumstances, I could sentence both of you to a number of things but these are very, very special circumstances that you and Ra'luu experienced. At the very least, we still have the head researcher alive and casualties were...acceptable.”
The Exemplar turned around and left the room.
The atmosphere within the chamber was silent. They sat, contemplating at the implications of the Exemplar words when the Provisioner suddenly slammed his fist on the table.
“Forget the research! We can restart them from scratch! Another Void-based entity? As if the Voice in the Darkness and the Dark Voice isn't enough?” yelled the Provisioner, exasperated.
“Calm down! From the words of that...herald, this entity is likely not malevolent. According to It, It only hunts those who threaten the fabric of existence,” stated the Book Keeper, a Nerazim.
“Is that a supposition I am hearing from you? Why has it not hunt that which threatens the galaxy's existence? Why is it in a Terran shell?” retorted the Provisoner.
“These things are beyond mortal comprehension. The Void houses many secrets-” began the Book Keeper.
“Bah! And I suppose we should wait and let 'fate' sort itself out while we fall into oblivion?” replied the Provisioner.
“What we should do is enlist the Nerazims. Only they have what it takes to harm these entities as they are all based on the energies the Nerazim utilize. This one in particular has taken shape in the form of a human ghost.” explained the Exemplar.
The Preserver stood up as the Exemplar finished. He remembered the memories of the ones who fought on KL-2, the sorrow and terror the Nerazim experienced fighting the enthralled Terrans.
“Just as the Xel'naga trapped the Voice in the Darkness with a Argus crystal, we can do the same for this entity. Once it is captured, even it cannot escape.”
The Provisioner rubbed his hands slowly. “An Argus crystal of that size would require some scouring. They are quite rare after all. Good thing we have secured the prison vault's from KL-2. Sadly, it has become non-functional but we can use it as a blueprint for another prison. Let me worry about the materials. The rest of you, try to get the Hierarchy to notice and see if there's any volunteers who wants to hunt a 'god'.”
“I will report this to the Hierarchy. Is there anything else before I go?” asked the Exemplar.
“There is one thing, what shall we name this entity?” asked the Book Keeper.
The four thought for a moment before the Preserver spoke. “Reaper. It's name shall be Reaper.”
The other three nodded their heads approvingly. The Book Keeper chuckled. “How apt, an angel of death. Fits the words the Terran ghost said nicely.”
The door opened and the Exemplar stepped out of the room. He turned around and nodded. "Then I am off."