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Sector 14 displays unusual high amounts of tachyon emissions. A ship sent to investigate, mysteriously loses contact with the station. The pilot of the ship turns up dead, due to old age. Turns out the previous space station, called Babylon 4, is locked into a temperal flux. Ambassador Delenn heads out on her own, in a Minbari ship. She's been called to stand before the Grey Council, not knowing what to expect.
Zathras: Mathematics not Zathras' skill.
Zathras: Zathras not of this time. You take, Zathras die. You leave, Zathras die. Either way, it is bad for Zathras.
Zathras: Ooooh...Not The One. No.
Commander Sinclair: Not the one what?
Zathras: Not The One. Won't talk. Can't talk. Not The One!
Zathras: Great war. Terrible war. A great darkness. It is the end of everything. Zathras warned, but no one listened to poor Zathras. Great war, but great hope of peace. Need place. Place to gather, to fight, to organise. To help save galaxy, on the side of light, so they tell me. The One leads us. The One tells us to go. We live for the One. We would die for the One. We pull this place through time to save us all.
Delenn: (referring to humanity) They do not seek conformity. They do not surrender. Out of their differences comes symmetry, their unique capacity to fight against impossible odds. Hurt them, and they only come back stronger. The passions we deplore have taken them to their place among the stars, and will propel them to a great destiny. Their only weakness is that they do not recognise their own greatness. They forget that they have come to this place through two million years of evolution, struggle and blood. They are better than they think, and nobler than they know. They carry within them the capacity to walk among the stars like giants. They are the future and we have much to learn from them.