In the beginning, evil humans conspired to destroy the Five Moons and kill its crew to hide the evil they had done, but I refused to give up. I would fight them to the end! In our darkest hour, indeed at the very gates of Hell, did my father find a single leaf in the wind, Dallas Blake. My father found Dallas Blake, but I chose him to save my ship.

Dallas Blake set foot upon the decks of the Five Moons and changed everything. He not only saved my ship, but he found the crew that evil men thought was lost and gone forever. He made all the difference. He set me free. All that seems so long ago now.

My own people, anoza not humans, came in the night to kill me. They came to kill my unborn child. They came to finish an ancient evil that filled their hearts. Only Dallas Blake, wounded and bleeding, stood against them, but he did. It was all that we could do to just fight for our very lives, but that would not be the end of it. Our time-space ring made us vulnerable, and now they knew where to find us.

My people are almost a million years older than humans. We had put evil behind us long ago, or so we thought. For one anoza to raise a hand against another anoza was unthinkable, so none of this made any sense at all. Then we discovered that the evil ones had kidnapped my father! How much worse could this get?

It could get a lot worse. To rescue my father, the Five Moons would be pitted against unknown forces with technology a million years more advanced. But unknown forces would not be the Five Moons’ only problem. There was a Merc rebellion brewing out beyond the Seven Pillars. It was led by Dallas’ arch nemesis, Sarsen Tabbot. A whole civil war was out there boiling over right where the Five Moons needed to go. Even worse, to rescue my father we would have to cross the Great Rift into anoza space.

But the Five Moons was more than just a starship. It was the nexus of fates, and it seemed to have a mind of its own. As I think about it now, the Five Moons had chosen me for my indomitable spirit. The Five Moons had chosen Dallas Blake for his warrior’s spirit. The Five Moons had chosen each member of the crew for a reason, and it was not done yet. There was one more. The Five Moons last choice could blow this whole thing wide open.