The Fight for Creation: Book 01 - Life Warrior (29 page)

“I guess it’s every Warrior for herself.”

“You don’t think we need to take them on by combining our forces?”

Jixie closed her eyes and said, “That would probably be more fun but not as efficient.”

“I guess you’re right. We do outnumber them and all of us are armed with a sequential blaster. Have you determined how this ends?”

“No, but however it works out, we have to fight them.”

“Here they come.
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Trex walked away and stopped about twenty yards from Jixie. She looked at him and frowned. He sighed and shook his head. He turned and walked around the corner of the building. Jixie smiled and watched the slow moving grey cloud come slowly toward the ground. She watched the individual Dremor start separating and move toward the city’s population; she was angry that only six had chosen her. They were racing each other to see who would get there first. She watched them come in and shot all six with her blaster. They sparked and she looked around hoping for another to come after her. This was more fun than she expected. She moved to the right and went out into the center of a park. She started jumping up and down while waving her arms and saw more of the grey creatures turn toward her. Oh goody. Ten were moving her way. They arrived ten feet from her and Jixie pulled her blasters out of her holsters and shot all ten Dremor before they moved another foot. She looked around and didn’t see any more of the grey creatures. She frowned, looked up at the sky, and made a motion.

• • •

The Dremor came flying in faster than the speed of sound and fanned out to devour the inhabitants. One moment there were more than a hundred million Dremor diving for the surface and less than a minute later every one of them were dead. The Dremor Transports parked high above the planet watched as every Warrior on the planet died. It was over faster than they ever imagined possible. The Senior Spirit looked at his First and said, “What just happened?”

“I have no idea. The inhabitants have killed every Warrior we sent to the planet. Look at this.”

The Senior Spirit saw a small pink colored creature standing still and suddenly shoot six Warriors rushing in on it. He watched as the small, slim, creature moved out into a clearing and holstered its two blasters. It stood there and ten more Warriors saw it and went rushing in. The small creature stood with its arms crossed on its chest and when the Warriors were right on it, it pulled the blasters and killed all ten. The small creature then looked up and motioned for them to send more Warriors.

“Send this to the Supreme Spirit. Get it out now!”

The Supreme Spirit heard his First say, “I have a message from one of our fleets assisting the Megat.”

“What do they want?”

“The inhabitants on the planet have killed every Warrior sent against them. None survived.”

“What!?!”

“I have a recording.”

“Show me!”

The Supreme Spirit watched the recording and saw danger. He looked at the psychic trace and saw that the danger the planet radiated was off the scale.”

“Why didn’t the Senior Spirit look at the trace before he attacked?”

The First said, “I don’t think anyone looked. You ordered the fleets out and I think they assumed we had examined the trace.”

“How could we? This wasn’t a planet we chose to attack. We sent out fleet to a coordinate provided by the Megat.”

The First looked at the Supreme Spirit and waited. The Supreme Spirit struck the First with a massive energy surge and watched it die. He contacted the Superiors and said, “My First has failed me. He sent one of our fleets to attack a planet without examining the Trace. I need another First and if you have anyone you would like to recommend, I can use them quickly.”

The Fifty Superiors said, “What happened?”

“One of our fleets was killed attacking one of the Megat conquests. It appears the planet’s inhabitants are much faster than our Warriors, just as we are much faster most other life forms.”

“We’ll send you another First.”

The Fifty started communicating, “This one has already lost a fleet.”

“It just needs time to settle in.”

“Are we sure this planned attack is a good decision?”

“Why do you ask?”

“If we’re going to kill those two planets because of the danger they represent, are we now going to have to go and kill that planet that just killed another fleet? We’re ignoring the trace and deliberately moving into dangerous situations. I’m not at all comfortable with this path.”

The oldest one spoke, “If this attack on the two planets fails, we need to reexamine our choice.”

The Fifty Superiors shared their thoughts and decided that the Supreme Spirit’s continued rule would be determined by the result of the coming attack.

• • •

The Supreme Spirit said, “Recall all fleets and notify the Megat ruler to have his ships here in four days or we’re going to visit his home world in force.” The Second Spirit sent the message. The Supreme Spirit was angry. He shouldn’t have bargained with the organic. He should have forced his will on the Megat and now he had lost another fleet.

• • •

The Megat Ruler looked at his communication panel and felt his fear. He sent ordered all the Beam Dreadnaughts back to base and recalled the fleets attacking the four planets. He knew that his relationship with the Dremor had just undergone a metamorphosis; his species were now slaves instead of an ally.

• • •

Trex came over and looked up at the sky with Jixie. He looked at her and saw her sadness. “I guess we scared them off.”

Jixie sighed, “Even the slow movers are leaving. Now things are going to be dull again.”

“Maybe they’ll return one day and we can play some more.”

Jixie shook her head, “No, I think they’re gone for good. She sat down on the ground and said, “Maybe we should use our ships again.”

Trex shook his head, “No, that won’t happen.”

Jixie wailed, “Why not?”

“We’re not old enough to play with those toys yet.”

Jixie dried her tears and said, “Well, it won’t be much longer.”

Trex smiled, “I know.”

Both of them suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a giant winged creature flying toward them. Jixie looked at Trex and they both saw the creature was not armed. They stood and watched it gliding in and land in the park twenty feet away from them. They heard, “I think you have done a remarkable job in taking on the Dremor.”

Jixie heard the creature’s thoughts and thought back, “Is that what they called themselves.”

“It is.”

“They have been the best playmates we’ve ever had come here.”

The Zord stared at the small creature and thought, “Playmates?”

“You know; creatures bent on killing you that invade periodically.”

“You are only the second species to ever face them and live to talk about it.”

“Really? They weren’t that good.”

“They have killed trillions of innocent civilizations.”

“Why did they come here?”

“They want to use the creatures that were bombarding your planet to attack another civilization.”

“Why?”

“The civilization they’re going to attack has a force field to keep them out. They need the other creatures to remove it so they can attack the people on the planet.”

Jixie looked at Trex, “I guess that makes sense.” Jixie looked at the Zord and said, “Ask them to come back here and we’ll gladly play with them.”

The Zord realized he was communicating with children. He smiled and said, “I don’t think they’ll bother you again. I appreciate you communicating with me.”

“Are you leaving now?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Why did you come here?”

“I was hoping you could help us fight them off.”

Jixie moved her foot back and forth and said, “We can’t leave here until we’re old enough to be responsible.”

The Zord smiled, “You are very wise.”

“Thank you. Will you come back and visit?”

“You may rest assured that when you’re old enough to leave, I will come back and ask for your help against those that are attacking innocent civilizations that cannot defend themselves.”

Jixie’s expression turned serious, “Is that happening?”

The Zord looked up at the sky and said, “It’s taking place in millions of civilizations as we speak. I hope you can help us stop it one day.”

Jixie looked at the giant creature and said, “One day I will join your efforts. Don’t forget me.”

The Zord smiled, “I won’t.” The Zord spread his wings and lifted into the atmosphere. The two watched it climb and disappear.

Trex said, “That creature can teleport.”

“Yes, he was really nice.”

They looked up at the sky and Trex said, “Do you see the damage our playmates are causing?”

“I do.”

“It’s a shame we can’t do anything about it.”

“I know.”

“Jixie, why are you being so short?”

“I’m asking mom if we can go out and play with them now.”

“What did she say?”

“She said absolutely not.”

Trex frowned and said, “Let’s go home.”

“I’m right behind you.”

One moment there were two small creatures standing in the park and the next they were gone.

• • •

The Zord that had been scouting the Megat Attack Fleet was amazed at the small creatures he had just communicated with. They were children but he could tell from their thoughts that they were tremendously advanced mentally. He shook his head at calling the Dremor playmates. Some day in the future, those children could make a difference.

• • •

Juliette looked at James Dodd on her display, “I was thinking we could go ahead and have the wedding now. It looks like Bristone and Ross may not survive the coming Dremor attack. There’s no reason to wait.”

Juliette stared at James and said, “That’s the trouble with you Minor Royals.”

James expression hardened, “I’m not sure what you mean.”

“I am in the direct succession to the Crown. I may not marry without the current ruler of the Realm present. It is also required for all those in the succession to also be present. These requirements are not optional. So why don’t you go and hustle up the King and Queen and the other High Royals to come over during this crisis.”

James stared at her and then the display went dark. Juliette looked at the screen with disgust and said, “Stupid twit.” Juliette blew out a deep breath and thought about Jon. Her computer emitted a beep and she saw that William Dodd was attempting to contact her. Now this was interesting. She accepted the call and William appeared on her display. “You will not treat my grandson with such disrespect again.”

Juliette looked at the Minor Baron and said, “Is this the way you talk to your superiors, Baron?”

William’s face underwent a strange metamorphosis. The rage took him, “This is the way I’ll talk to you; you self-indulged child. You will see your mother die if you don’t do as I say.”

Juliette smiled sweetly at the baron and his rage vanished, “You should know that I am close to just allowing my Mother to take the responsibility for her actions and call this wedding off. I would hate to see her die but seeing you and that troll of a grandson stand in front of the Queen with a Cat present to explain your treason might be worth it. If you or your idiot grandson contact me again without my permission, the wedding is off and I’m accusing you of treason to the Royal Peers. Do you understand that, you sniveling coward?”

William’s fear was obvious. “Yes, your grace.” The screen went dark. William stared at the dark screen and began to wonder who was in control. At least James was innocent. He knew nothing about the treasonous acts done by his father. But he wasn’t. He hoped this princess didn’t figure out that he would back out faster than a rabbit entering a snake hole if she threatened to reveal his acts. He decided to stay away from Juliette.

Juliette felt better than she had in months. The Dodds were all bluster and bluff. They were cowards at heart; unlike Jon, who was the bravest man she had ever known. She had to get him back but how was she going to do it. She knew in her heart that they were meant to be together. Her mother’s fear of being executed had weighed on her and she was losing respect for her. She needed to do what was best for her own future and the Realm. That colonel Jon brought to the reception was right. She was an idiot and her mother was an even bigger one to have done what she did. She looked at Jon’s picture on a news article in the computer. The headline read, ‘Bristone’s Bravest Warrior.’ “Oh Jon, please don’t let it be too late.”

• • •

Jon was linked to his brothers and Dern said, “Jon, the Zord saw the Megat are moving their Beam Dreadnaughts.”

“That’s not good.”

“They’ll be able to hit the forts from long range. The new force fields that now surround the inner Coronado Fields will hold them off but not for long.”

Teg said, “They’ll target four of the forts and once they go down, the Coronado field around the planet will collapse.”

Jon shook his head, “Once the fields are gone, the Dreadnaughts will hit our blasters around the castle and the King will be exposed to the Dremor. There’s got to be something that can stop them. I just don’t see what it can be.”

Dern said, “The only thing that can prevent the loss of Bristone and Ross are ships that have power cell hulls that can take out the Megat ships.”

Jon nodded, “But we don’t have ships like that.” Jon thought a moment and said, “I wonder how many ships the Megat will be bringing.”

“The Zord that have been scouting their forces say that fleets that were attacking four planets stopped their invasions and left.”

Teg said, “That means more than a hundred thousand warships will be coming.”

Dern said, “Is there any chance of getting the King to leave?”

“No; he’s determined to stay and face the same fate as his subjects. I must admit he has surprised me. He’s more than I thought he was. I’m willing to die to defend him.”

“We are as well, Jon.”

“It’s looking more and more like that is what’s going to happen.”

“Keep at it; we’ve got to come up with a way to win this.”

Teg said, “I wish there was a way to hit those dreadnaughts. If we could take them out, we have a chance to make it a war of attrition between the Megat Warships and our missiles.”