They were free at last. Oracle Isabella and Vesuva. Vesvus was absorbing information madly. The experiences of flying, radiation, the planets, the elements, everything around him was being processed at an astonishing speed.
Isabella looked back and saw the shrine. A beacon of peace? More like a foolish man's dream to find what doesn't exist.
"Uh... Where too now?" She asked.
***Jumphole...Up...North...*** it replied, still gaining information at an amazing rate.
They both initiated cruise. The radiation in the system was great but not great enough to kill or stop them in their quest.
"Wow..." Isabella said..
***Absorbing...Information***
"Life outside the shrine"
Isabella looked around at the surrounding system. It was just as, if not more pretty than the system she had known and grown up in, however, staring at a system for 14 years is not something anybody should take up.
Isabella opened her pocketbook and began to preach...
Oracle|Isabella: To the people of Sirius...
Mixed reactions were immediate.
"What?"
"Another one?"
"really?"
"You do know there is a bounty on them... Quite a bit of credits I've seen..."
"Wow... Lets go get em!"
Isabella was horrified. It was just like the oracles had told her.
However, she did not see a cure for these violent, arrogant, angry people.
She saw only death and dicipline. They were so lucky, not to have been imprisoned all their life. They were free. They must die for their sins...
Isabella realised something.
She had never felt this way before...
A boiling, melting sensation in her gut, heat rising from within her very body...
Was this hate?
Even if it was, she was not worried. She would meditate, and she would get over it.
***Coordinates...Located...New-York Jumpgate...***
"So thats where we go next?"
***Yes.***
Isabella began powering up her cruise engines. Already, Vesuva was cruising. The two headed across Pennsylvania.
When flying, Isabella noticed only one thing. The number of humans that were about...
Freighters and fighters roamed around, mainly escorting transports. Huge battlefleets patrolled the system. As if they needed them, Isabella thought. Such violence and anger... Hatred amongst these humans.
The two travelled across Pennsylvania toward the New York Jumpgate. Vesuva was still absorbing at an alarming rate.
"I think this is where we dock." said Isabella, tapping the dock button on her eagle.
***The process is nearly complete***
***Not long now...***
"Ugh... What happened?" Isabella thought.
***You are dead...*** was the reply.
"How?"
***Concience...I...Saved You***
"Wow... Thanks... So what now, I become some sort of AI?"
***No...Technology...Avaliable...***
"What does that mean?" Isabella asked.
***Joining...Conciences...*** was the final reply from Vesuva.
Oracle Isabella awoke once more. Only this time, she wasn't human.
She was a nomad now.
The process within the cycle was nearly complete. The extended knowledge from Isabella was all that Vesuva needed to complete that cycle... Now it needed a new name.
***Vesuvious...*** it transmitted. All over liberty, the voice could be heard. A mere whisper amongst the commotion.
Now it was time. Time to mature. Time to become the nomad he once was.