ISN Anchor Desk - Original Short Stories

Mistakes? I’ve made a few

"But why?" asked Gideon. "Look, I understand the Drakh are major bad guys, and there was the whole virus thing, but why now? Why here? Why you?"

"I don’t know. Maybe the universe blinked. Maybe their psychic friend told them to. All I know is ... they are ramping up for a major confrontation, revenge-style, and I’m going to give it to them."

"Has the Alliance voted on it?" asked Ivanova.

"No, but they’ll do what I ask them to."

"Mr. President, that’s a very dangerous precedent to set."

"Ta’Lon, you know, you’re probably right. And on any other day, I would probably do the exact opposite of what I’m going to do today. But I didn’t start this war. I’m just finishing it."

"John, listen to yourself. Consider your actions carefully. The Drakh --"

"Dell, what started the Earth-Minbari war?"

He knew he’d gone too far even before the last word left his lips. A single tear ran down Delenn’s cheek. She folded her hands in front of her and used the support to raise herself to standing level. She began walking towards the stairs leading out of the chamber.

"Delenn, I’m --"

"Go fight your war, Mister President. I will have no part in this matter."

"Delenn, wait. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean ..." She didn’t hear him. She was already gone.

"John," said Garibaldi, "I think you’d better think about this some more. What good is going to come out of another war? Haven’t we been through enough already? Look, I’m sorry about your dad. He was a good man, but he wouldn’t want this more than we do. We’ve fought the Drakh before. They’ve got ShadowTech and I know as well as you do that they’re going to kick our butts if we rush into it. Look, I’m not asking you to forget what happened. I’m just asking you to think about the consequences."

"Maybe you’re right, Michael. We’ll meet here again tomorrow at 0900. Thank you all."

"And here I was, looking forward to going into battle alongside John Sheridan," Gideon said.

"Don’t count your chances out quite yet, Matthew." Lochley’s eyes widened in brief realization. "Captain Gideon." She coughed. "You may just see it yet. Be careful what you wish for."

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