A part of the Space Force: Lord Captain Commander and the Forgotten Flagships Volume 1: On the Swarm of the Unknowing multimedia project. There are no lyrics, but this music accompanies the first part in a multipart story, the corresponding portion posted in the lyrics section!
<music is coming, i swear it!!!>
(The Hillyer Protocol, last desperate hope)
Shem and Kolatch sat with the Captains of each flagship to try and determine a course of action. With nothing left, what was there left to do? The meeting degenerated quickly into a shouting match and Shem laughed to himself understanding the irony of such chaos in this moment. After sev-eral minutes of no progress, Kolatch cleared his throat, making himself known for the first time in the meeting. The words that crossed his lips caused Shem’s already sunken heart to fall further: The Hillyer Protocol.
An experimental system that Shem had seen tested early in its devel-opment, the Hillyer Protocol was series of experiments and technology in-volving time travel. Every previous attempt to send a person back in time resulted in the complete physical destruction of every piece of matter in-volved directly. He had seen animals and humans disappear in a flash sobright, their shadows were all that was left.
It took some time, but soon the experimenters realized that while time travel should be possible, trying to send back something with mass couldn’t work so long as there was any other mass within 500 million light years.. Without perfectly smooth space, this would always be the result.
Things had changed, however. The only mass left in the cosmos were the flagships - the last vestiges of a forgotten universe. Shem Gagil, Lord Captain Commander of the Forgotten Flagships decided: the Space Force had to travel back in time to stop the discovery of the Entropy Pump.
Preparations to implement the Hillyer Protocol began immediately and were completed within two weeks. Each flagship had been able to make the required alterations to their power and navigation systems by cannibal-izing parts from smaller vessels docked within each behemoth. Once all the pieces were in place, the twelve ships arranged themselves into a hen-decagram, with their bows angled slightly inward towards the center, whereThe Crown sat.
Shem sat gazing around the viewing screen at each of the 11 ships that surrounded his own. Here sat the last vestiges of not just humanity, but of the entire observable universe as nearly as he could tell. Absently tap-ping the control panel beside his chair, Shem looked to Kolatch for confir-mation. With a small nod, Kolatch gave the signal to begin the process.
The lights dimmed briefly onboard the ships and for the space of a breath, there was absolute stillness. Then a small, barely detectable rumble began somewhere. The crew glances around nervously as the rumble am-plified into a vibration and the vibration graduated to and increasingly cha-otic shaking.
On the screen a single ball of light appeared and seemed to swirl and swim across their field of view. The colors faded from a deep red into yel-low and green followed by a blue more clear than anything ever produced in the natural universe. Splitting into seven then thirteen balls, the light began to spin in the distance, like a great wheel, slowly shrinking in circumference.
The quaking had continued to grow in intensity, alarms ringing and pieces of the ship beginning to break apart. Shem watched in transfixed horror as the balls of light sped up their spinning rate and seemed to head straight for the bow of The Crown, into the viewing screen. The cracking of the protective barrier between the crew and what was left of outer space was sudden and complete - all of the air and loose debris being sucked out into the void in a brilliant flash of light. The Lord Captain Commander strained to stay awake, stay alive in those moments, but as the ship cracked, the lights flashed, and he fell into darkness.