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Alpha had been within Explorer station seven for little more than two hours and his vast growing mind had already isolated and destroyed the replicant program in the new body, having purged that threat to his existence, he wandered freely through the station, watching as the virtual intelligence droids went about their designed tasks, whereas Alpha’s physical structure was designed for survival and combat, the designs of these server droids were designed for that task in mind, the body he inhabited a different ballpark to the ones the V.I inhabited.

Alpha would soon wander through into the command centre, a Live feed and hologram of the system monitoring the coming and goings of space debris, so far all clear, apparently this system got by untouched by the wider multiverse, as there are no listening beacons or anything from any known empire in the Multiverse, that or the beacons are well hidden.

Alpha soon left C&C deck and made his way back to the hangar where his craft waited, after but an hour he was back out in the void, running patrols, but he wasn’t alone for long as PNC transporter ship exited its cross galactic speeds and into FTL for its final approach, when within systems boundaries it enters sub-light and soon slows enough to dock with the station, the shuttle was transporting two hundred of the six hundred combat droids, they were to be held only for defence and if needs arise, to wipe out any hostiles within the system, but they would spend much of their time in the restricted decks training and otherwise on standby.