– I wonder if they’ll ever make it?…
Those were ~Zyblon’s last words while he closed the hologram displaying the image of a small planet, mainly covered by water.
He continued to hold hope regardless of all the facts that ^Keelahn had had on display, which were all pointing in the opposite direction of hope.
Over the centuries ~Zyblon and ^Keelahn had been studying many inter-galactic civilizations and their evolution stages. It was a highly regarded duty, as evaluating the readiness of other species came with quite the responsibility. There was an entire protocol to ensure only the worthy ones, or ready ones, are put forward and allowed the opportunity to meet with the Waherian kind, to which both ^Keelahn and ~Zyblon belonged. The Waherian had to learn the hard way that there was a sequence that needed to be followed before revealing themselves to another species. And that’s how The Protocol came into existence. A clear outline and sort of charted checklist that advised if a civilization was in the Ultimate State Of Evolution (USOE). If they had checked all requirements, they were put forward and an expedition would be formed that enabled contact. But again, never before the indicators showed they’ve made the leap into USOE.
~Zyblon had to admit that even from a young age he always had a sort of fascination with a particular species, known as the Human kind. Part, due to his father’s having dedicated a large portion of his studies at the Observation Center Hub to this particular population and part, due to their remote resemblance to the Waherian. Growing up, his father, the well respected /Taaryv, always told stories, curiosity sparking stories, about this particular civilization. One of these stories was the reason why The Protocol came into existence to begin with.
Back in that time, also known as the Early Ages, the first step would be to collect a group of relevant, or what they thought to be relevant, representatives of a given species and bring them to Waheri for a first contact between the two civilizations. It was followed by a number of other steps that would build all the way up to creating allegiances and collaborative societies where both parties would be able to benefit from having initiated this contact, like exchanging knowledge, technology and ultimately elevating one another into even higher states of evolution.
\Taaryv and his team had been the first to come across the human kind and as with any other expedition, they made some initial observations that made them confident that they could proceed with initiating the first step, initiating contact. And the 11 humanoids brought to the Waheri Observation Centre Hub did experience the expected initial contact signs: confusion, terror, tiredness and dehydration. Using a language decodifier, /Taaryv explained first how the device worked and proceeded to share more on the purpose of their being there.
The team made sure that the all the right precaution measures were taken, ensuring nutrition, hydration and appropriate garments. Nonetheless they did not expect what was about to follow.
The 11 humans had 11 waherian counterparts in the room and the resemblances were striking. The only way you could tell the two apart, except for the fact that the waherian were calm and composed, was that they also had a light glow around them, much like an aura.
As soon as they learned to use the language decodifier, the humans became restless, and one of them was heard begging to be brought back to their remote planet. It seemed that everything they had been exposed to was too much for them to handle. In between the 11, a series of loud conversation and big gestures continued and quickly escalated, making it difficult for the waherian to decipher. Challenging as it might have been to get the detail of the exchanges, one thing was apparent, and that was the lack of agreement over whom to take the lead in using the language decodifier and representing the group.
A wave of shock washed over the waherian when more than half of the group started throwing themselves at each other violently, while the rest remained frozen. A few of the waherian stepped in to break things up but also got mauled in the process. There were streaks of red and golden liquids all over each other and quickly the humans were put into confinement cells, prepared to be shipped back to their planet. \Taaryv made one last attempt to communicate with each of the individuals and soon learned that their planet is filled with the same species but they are very different in the way they communicate or the values they hold, making it difficult to achieve consensus especially on matters of such importance. Hearing of some of the technological advancements made by this human civilization, he grew hopeful while he still had some reservations due to the fact that they seemed to have in high focus individual self preservation and prosperity rather than overall species survival and evolution.One of the humans, in his conversation with \Taaryv, advised that it would be best to re-initiate this contact with a better suited group, one that he would be able to assemble as soon as they returned to Earth. \Taaryv had no suspicions and committed to this, in the hopes that this will repair the hiccup that they just experienced.
They quickly arranged a small waherian expedition assembly that transported the initial group of humans back. Upon the return of the expedition, the new group of humans that came back had killed the whole waherian crew, having collected the golden liquid that used to flow through the waherian bodies. It appears that particular liquid is something the humans found of value. Something so valuable that it was worth doing the most despicable act, the act of taking another life, a waherian life. The human mercenary group did not stop just at the crew. They went through the waherian population in the Observation Centre Hub like a heated knife through butter. You see, the waherian reached such a high level in their evolution that they no longer used violence to settle conflicts and found themselves defenseless. Almost half of the OCH’s population got decimated when \Taaryv decided to resort to the last piece of weaponry remaining on Waheri. A device that picks up the cerebral brainwaves, matches them and then scrambles them, turning it’s subjects into what one might call, vegetables. A temporary state, of course, as the waherian only needed that to confine the violent humans and send them back to Earth, keeping the planet and it’s civilization under observation.
Still, that was a great blow to the waherian population. And ~Zyblon’s father, \Taaryv, felt highly responsible for this huge mishap. And that’s when, The Protocol was initiated, including a set of firm principles based on which decisions can be taken weather to initiate contact or not with newly discovered civilizations, not always assuming that they have achieved the Ultimate State Of Evolution, but always testing and observing first.
And with each millennial check, ~Zyblon still hopes that the human kind will one day be ready to join their ranks. Hope, that this society will better itself regardless of the damage they have created upon another, is what makes Waheri, as many other species that have achieved the Ultimate State Of Evolution, intrinsically good. They will not interfere however, this must come on it’s own, must be earned, must be learned.
But as ^Keelahn’s data showed, and with millennia since the first contact, the human kind still seems to be in an evolutionary self-destructive phase, still not being able to unite under higher goals of species survival and evolution. Regardless, the studies his father did indicated that there might be hope for that, if they learn and change. But will they ever be able to overcome their current stage? Will they ever make it?…