The Lost Fleet – Dauntless

“No, sir!” Geary frowned again, startled by Desjani’s vehemence. “You held off the attack, you ensured every ship in that convoy got away! And then you still held the enemy, letting the other escorts escape. Held the Syndics off until you ordered your crew to save themselves while you remained behind and fought the enemy until your ship’s destruction. I learned that story in school, sir, just like every child in the Alliance!”

Geary stared at her. It wasn’t like that, Captain, he wanted to say out loud. I fought because I had to. Because that was what I’d taken an oath to do. Then we stayed because my ship’d been too badly damaged to run. I told the crew to evacuate, yes, but that was my duty, too, not heroism. Someone had to provide covering fire a little longer so the escape pods could get away, and that was my job.

I didn’t want to die. When my ship’s last combat system was knocked out, I set the power core on self-destruct and tried to get away using a remaining survival pod. A damaged pod that was further damaged when my ship blew up. No working beacon. Just another piece of junk in a system filled with junk from the battle. No one found me. Not until almost a hundred years later, when your mighty fleet came sneaking through that backwater system and stumbled across me.

To finally wake me up and tell me the Alliance has turned me into something I didn’t recognize. Promoted in the wake of my supposed death during my “last stand” to the rank of Captain in the fleet and legendary hero of the Alliance. I think I can be a Captain. How can anyone living be a legendary hero?

But Geary said nothing, because looking at Desjani he knew she wouldn’t believe it, and because he now knew that if she did believe, he’d be killing her last hope. I promised the Admiral I’d save this fleet if I could. I don’t see how I can do that. But maybe this heroic idol they believe in has a chance of somehow doing it. “That was a long time ago, Captain,” he finally replied softly. “But I’ll do my best.” And pray it may be enough. “Now, before this meeting, what’s this ‘key’ business about?”

Desjani looked carefully up and down the passageway before answering, and then spoke so quietly Geary could barely hear her. “The Syndic hypernet key is onboard the Dauntless.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

She looked startled. “I’m sorry. I forgot you didn’t have hypernet.”

“All I know about it is that this hypernet provides much faster interstellar travel than the system jump drives do.”

“Much faster. Yes, sir. The exact advantage over system jumps varies based on some science I frankly don’t understand, but it’s usually by a factor between ten times and one hundred times as fast.”

“Damn.”

Captain Desjani nodded, looking around quickly to once again ensure no one could hear them. “Unlike the system jumps, which use the gravity wells from stars, a hypernet has to be created, and when a hypernet is set up, the entire net is aligned to what’s usually called a frequency, though it’s actually something more complicated than that. Each gate is assigned a sort of subfrequency. To use a particular hypernet, you need what’s called a key. It allows you enter that net and select the gate you want.”

Geary nodded, trying to absorb the implications. “So having a key to the Syndic hypernet let’s us use it. Where’d Dauntless get a Syndic key?”

“We got it from the traitor.” Her face twisted. “The double traitor. It made our strike at the Syndic home system possible.”

“I see. They gave you the means to get here and then waited for you.” Guessing you’d never be able to resist such an opportunity.

Desjani grimaced. “Yes, sir.”

“Then the Syndics know we have this key. Why’s the fact it’s on Dauntless so important?”

“Because they know we had it, but they don’t know what ship it was on. They don’t know if it’s been destroyed already. They don’t know if one of the surviving ships still has it. If they knew it was on Dauntless…”

“They’d immediately throw everything they had at her to make sure the key was destroyed.”

“Yes, sir.”

“They can’t just change the, uh, frequency of their hypernet?”

Desjani shook her head. “That’s impossible, Captain Geary. Once the net is constructed, its fundamental characteristics can’t be changed.”

Geary thought for a moment, all too aware of how much he had to learn but also knowing that he had to get into the conference room quickly to meet with the gathering ship captains. “How big is this key?”

“Too big for someone to carry, if that’s what you mean. It’s large and heavy.”

“Can we duplicate it? Make copies and give some to other ships?”

“No. Copying a hypernet key is beyond the capabilities of any ship in the fleet. Back home, in Alliance space, there are worlds with that capability.”