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Liam pressed his hand on the Embassy wall a last time, as a good bye for the creature.

-- We thank you Being/Entity Liam. Permited us to honor Entity Da'an's memory. Being Sandoval has been punished for his actings. --

-- It's truly nothing. Da'an was my friend. --

Liam paused the thoughts emission and asked his question after many deliberation with himself.

-- Will you survive if another Entity come for take the place of Da'an? --

There was also a pause in the creature mind. Liam 'felt' many voices in the backround like a meeting. Maybe what they called Us.

-- We don't understand your question Being/Entity Liam. We will live. We are Us. All of us are with the Entities We will never die. --

Liam almost withdraw his hand in surprise.

-- Are you saying you are within the Taleon Commonality? --

-- Don't understand. --

-- You said you lived with the Entities. Whatdo you do with/for them? --

Again the voices whisper somewhere…

-- The Entities tell us to bring their thoughts and we do. --

-- Thanks. Joy. Happiness. --

Liam broke the contact between their two minds. With the help of his sharing, or kinda, with Zo'or, he could easily communicate mentally. He honestly found it easier than normal speaking. You could not lie. It was faster and demanded less energy. Don't need to ask why the Taelons utilisated this manner.

He had discovered another of the Taelon's secrets. They were not psychics beings. They had some capacities, surely. But all the mentals communications and powers were not specific to their specie. It was the creature who linked them. Through the Commonality. The creatures were the base of their whole civilization. They could not survive without. Not surprising that they integreted them in all fragments of their society. Their shuttles, their Embassies, the Mothership…They base of all they were. Who would have known.

He wondered briefly what would happen if someone like Renée or Jonathan learned this. A disaster. They would surely imagine plans for kill all the creatures at the same time, for that the links between the Taelons would go weaker and weaker. And finally they would all die. No. No one would learn this.

Liam knew now, with all he had seen, felt and found with his Kimera heritage, that the Taelons were truly a weak race. They truly needed the humanity help. They were truly on the edge of extinction as a entire race.

He understood now why Zo'or had done all what he did. His race was dying. What would you do if you were the last hope of your race. As I am, Liam thought. He was too the last hope of the Taelon, and probaly the Human, race. He was the only one with enough genetic knowledge for save them both from extinction.

Liam was broght back to reality by the flash of light around him. He saw the Embassy walls become less clear. Before being catched byt eh interdimentional ray, he saw the tentacles which agitated itself in a good bye gesture. This was suddenly remplaced by the deeper purple walls of the Taelons mothership.

Liam turned toward the window. The Earth was visible beyond it. Hidden to everyone sight, the Kimera blushed when he felt Sandoval's soul slip into the Void.

"Good bye, father," he whispered tenderly. He quickly turned away and putting back in place the emotionless protector (with no one to protect) mask, he walked to Zo'or's quarters.

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