by DP Scott
The insurgence had been well planned to occur during the end of the celebrations. Because there had been such a large number of inhabitants arriving to pay their respect, the Veectoreze army had come to the planet in small groups virtually unnoticed. Their weapons, stolen from the ammunition depots were easily supplied to each and every one of them, and well hidden until that fateful night.
At the stroke of midnight Detis boarded a deluxe space ship to Veectors only moments after Saturna had been locked in the cage on the dilapidated and rusty space pod. More important Veectoreze dignitaries, who had arrived for the celebrations, had also quickly returned to Veectors in the event that the takeover failed. Like Detis, they didn’t want to be in the middle of the siege and planned to plead ignorance if things did not work out in their favor. So far everything seemed to have gone absolutely perfectly!