new fleet, the cloning of new warriors for such ships and general knowledge of what they knew of the humans. As of now the rebuilt fleet was close to completion. Every day the Shelecore was becoming harder to dissuade from once again launching a full scale assault against the human home world. Shizta was constantly reminding the Shelecore they needed to be patient as they would need a fleet much larger if they wished to destroy the humans. However, he didn't think he would be able to stall the Shelecore much longer without risking having his own head removed from the rest of his body. The Shelecore, while intelligent, was not very patient and was prone to severe violence when upset.
When he arrived in the throne room the overlords of the Shelecore's war council was already present as they all stood around a holographic table. Besides the Shelecore and the overlords the only others present were the elite guard posted around the throne room.
Shizta eyed the elites as he made his way over to the holographic table. Lately something about certain ones had been bothering him. He had noticed certain elites had been showing more interest in what transpired, especially an elite named Cryta. The young elite always seemed to drift closer whenever discussion of the humans came up. Shizta hadn't mentioned his suspicions to the Shelecore for a couple reasons. One, the Shelecore would most certainly have the young elite executed. However, the second reason was the main reason for keeping his silence. After so long a time spent in close proximity, Shizta had begun to question the Shelecore's sanity. He had become obsessed with the humans and their destruction. If he had his way he would have recalled all warships, including Overlord Threta and his Crimson fleet, and assaulted the human’s home world. To remove the Crimson fleet from the dead zone could result in the Brood running unchecked throughout the Federation, Shizta shuddered at the thought. He knew he wouldn't be able to stall the Shelecore much longer, perhaps a cycle of the moon at most, before he ordered the assault on the humans.
Reaching the holographic table he briefly saluted the assembly and listened in on the conversation. He had been correct in his first assumption, all fleet overlords were present but he had missed a few new additions. The new additions were in fact three scientists and by the insignias on their robes, they were upper echelon. Shizta was surprised to see the scientists present, only military were normally allowed at a war meeting. For whatever reason it must be of serious importance.
As Shizta entered the circle the Shelecore looked up to meet his eyes.
“Good you could join us Overlord Shizta. You are just in time to hear the good news,” the Shelecore said.
The Shelecore then turned and nodded towards one of the scientists to speak.
“As we all know we have met one of our greatest challenges. A race known to us as humans have attacked and destroyed one of our mightiest Dread fleets. We lost a great war leader when we lost Supreme Overlord Krailsha. But our supreme leader has not let this deter him; we will prevail in the end when we destroy the humans.
Now we have rebuilt a fleet mightier than the one lost. The fleet has been fully crewed with new warriors. Now we must strike and we must strike fast. However, while we have rebuilt our fleet we must assume the Meshtrell have rebuilt the humans own fleet as well as those deadly defense platforms that surrounded their home world. The one advantage we have is the humans do not know that Supreme Overlord Krailsha had stationed a surveillance ship on the outskirts of the human system and it was able to retreat to bring word of what had transpired. We know the exact location of the humans