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Episode 5.28 Untitled The entire table was left speechless. The pair who had caused it stood by the table, their faces masked with an awkward air. They decided to wait for the rest of the room's occupants to recover and say anything. After what felt like hours somebody burst out laughing. It wasn't because they were amused, it sounded like a cover to stop the person from getting angry. The rest of the table turned their attention toward her. Some were annoyed, while others were confused. One just looked disgusted. "I knew there was a conspiracy. You all laughed at me!" Annika's laughter turned into a bitter shout. "I knew it. Who's laughing now?" "Still us, at you. Nothing's changed there," Lena said. Annika scowled in her direction. The hatred in her yellow tinted eyes was bubbling. Before she could say anything back, Jessie decided to verbalise her disgust. "Did you steal that thing from my psycho mum's wardrobe?" Strangely the comment soothed Annika enough to giggle, then stroke her frilly pink catsuit from arm to thigh. "Like it? Too bad. You couldn't pull it off with those tiny bubs." Jessie's eyebrow just raised while most of the table shifted their chairs so they were further away from her. "You do look like a sickly white bonbon that's been chewed and spat back into its ugly wrapper. You're right, only you could pull that look off." Kathryn cleared her throat, hoping it would change the subject, as well as stop her from laughing. "Yes, you were right all along. We engineered the trip to the Delta Quadrant, instigated the Species 8472 war, got assimilated by the Tolg, just so we could bring you into our fantasy world and dress you up, nice and tight. You're our dolly." "I love that song," Neelix laughed. Lena's face turned a little red. "We're never living this down." James sniggered quietly to himself. "Anyway," Chakotay said, also clearing his throat. "I think I know what you're all thinking." "What's a bonbon?" Harry asked. Chakotay sighed in frustration. Kathryn left him to it so she could walk around the table, making eye contact with everyone as she passed them. "What did we know about the Softmicron before any of this happened? They looked relatively harmless, yet had access to technology we couldn't imagine. Glorified Holodecks falling out of the sky, forcing people to play and win or die." Her next target was Annika, so she averted her eye to avoid her. "A whole planet being turned into a playground for one little girl. They even infiltrated our own ship, posing as cutesy holograms before we knew they existed." The last one made Chakotay a little uncomfortable, which he tried to hide. A lot of the table didn't look happy to be reminded of that incident either. "They could change their shape to suit their agenda, yet they'd make their holograms do all the dirty work. Said holograms could mutate or glitch into vampire creatures, then escape from the Games and breed more of their kind. We knew they had some sort of network linking the games together, guarded by these things," Kathryn continued. B'Elanna nodded, "the game sprites, which according to Daniel used to live there." "And that it was a digital domain, which makes sense," Tom said. Chakotay scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Yes I imagine it's simple reducing you down to binary ones and zeroes, mostly zeroes, when a game is lost." Tom didn't look amused, he narrowed his eyes at the former commander. "But in reality, he was talking gibberish and probably on purpose too, like the watcher he is. The whole lot of them have kept a lot of things close to their belts. They're the ones who insisted on keeping the Softmicron, the Games and especially the Slayers a closely guarded secret. You do remember the whole evil manipulation saga." "It's likely because of their ignorance. They do like to pretend they know everything," Craig said. "Wesley did seem really miffed when there was evidence of vampires existing before the games," Lena said with a smile. Kathryn nodded quickly, eager to get back on topic. "It sounds like we knew quite a lot actually," Tom pointed out before she could. Kathryn sighed impatiently. James noticed it in the corner of his eye, he glanced at her briefly. "Not really. How many of these things help us now? We know the Soft hated us and the reasons why..." "You," Annika huffed. Her bottom lip was sticking out and her arms folded to make a bigger show of it. Lena copied off her and exaggerated her huff. "Aaaw, still mad that no big bad even knows you exist, Anny? Boo hoo, I'm treated like the rest of the Voyager crew, how mean. News flash, nobody cares." Annika followed that with a higher pitched hmph, which Lena parodied as well by sticking her nose up in the air and turning her head to the left. "Yes well," Kathryn chuckled. "The Soft hate us for a number of reasons. Having the Slayers is one, true enough." Annika stuck her tongue out at Lena with a told you so look on her face to follow it with. She expected Lena to copy as before but she just laughed instead. "But we also had Damien turning a group of them into his slaves. The Equinox farming them for power." "Ironic," Harry commented. A lot of the room agreed. Tom turned to him, "yeah but they put those spies on our ship long before either of those things happened, and before they could've known we had any Slayers." "That's not true. James was in the team when we recruited them," B'Elanna reminded him. She briefly glanced toward James, "no offense." He shook his head to tell her not to worry. "And they knew about him enough to send cubes to his home country," Harry said. "The same planet may be seen as stretching a coincidence excuse, but all cubes landing on one tiny island on a large world mostly filled with water. They knew and they were trying to aim directly for him." Kathryn wasn't deterred, she expected someone to bring that up anyway. "For all we know that's what they do for every generation of Slayers. You misunderstand. They had a special interest in us. Why? One ship and one idiot doesn't represent a whole species." She began to pace around the table again. "They saw us as a bigger threat and so they responded. Every time we've fought back, they've upped their game quite literally. We defeat one game, they raise the difficulty, they create new ones and make up new rules. We defeat their spheres and they change the design, make them bigger. We defeat their vampire leaders, they make something far more deadly." The Doctor sighed as he felt more uncomfortable with every passing second. "I hope you're not suggesting this Game Sphere and those experiments are our fault." Kathryn gave him a confident smile. "Of course not. It's just another Soft tantrum we have to spank into submission." Chakotay smirked at her, his eyes beamed with pride. "They hate us because we know how to hurt them." "Exactly. Remember what they told us when they first introduced themselves?" Kathryn said in Lena and then James' direction. They looked at one another, hoping the other would remember. Lena shrugged, James frowned. "The first Game Sphere," the Captain attempted to remind them. "Oh we know," Lena said quickly, her face began to scrunch a little with disgust. James smiled awkwardly, "we worked so hard to forget it, that's all." Kathryn wasn't surprised, just disappointed that their reaction broke her momentum. Harry thought about it, then clicked his fingers when one particular memory came to mind. "We're evil, blah blah, better than the Borg. Rule the galaxy. Kill all rivals." Tom faked a gasp, "I knew it, Damien's their leader. Mystery solved. Let's kill him." "I wish," Chakotay groaned. Kathryn perked up, she aimed a proud grin toward Harry. "That's it." A lot of the room stared hopefully at her, making her head shake. "Not the kill Damien part," she said disappointing everyone that wasn't Annika. "But that does help prove my point. Damien hates it when we best him. It bruises the ego." "In order to be the big cheese of this universe, they need to eliminate the competition. The Borg were first. If 8472 succeeded with their plan two years ago, they probably would have targeted them," Chakotay said. Kathryn briefly glanced at him, "they were probably little more than a distraction for us while the sphere was covering Earth." Tom was puzzled by all of this. "In the Softmicron's eyes we're equal in power to the Borg?" "Equal in how much of a threat we are to them," Chakotay replied. "I can't see the Borg losing a Game, or letting it play out at all. They'd probably try to assimilate it," Jessie said. She smiled as she worked something out, "then the Soft would have an equal rival. I see." "It was only a matter of time before they'd attack us again with something bigger and badder. I needed to know how and a way to stop them for good, or we'd be forever playing with them.