Love conquers all a-1

by Saxon Andrew

  “That’s true, Leader. But more that fifty races fall on that line, and even more if you include those outside of the Alliance; further, it may not have even originated inside Alliance territory.”

  “It’s going to be hard to justify destroying all those races without being able to prove they were actually responsible. It still might be the best course of action. What do you think?”

  “Leader, three of the races on that projected line have the largest fleets of warships in the Alliance. Their total amounts to almost 20 percent of all Alliance warships. If we start to systematically destroy every race on that line, what’s to stop them from uniting to stop us? The resulting civil war would probably destroy our civilization. Destroying one race is one thing, fifty or more is quite another.”

  “So what’s our best course of action? Do you have any suggestions, Headman?”

  “That’s what we were yelling about. I think you have to go and look at all the races to see if they have new Alfont technology and you spend a stellar rotation with them making sure. If you have to send an occupation fleet, then you do so. The innocent will grumble but will understand. The guilty will fight, and then you’ll know where it originated. If nothing shows up, then it was probably toward the edge of the universe and won’t be a threat anyway.”

  “Why did we only have ten receivers, Headman?”

  “Leader, when we defeated the Alfont 2,200 cycles ago after they had discovered advanced alien technology and were subjugating all the worlds around them, the worlds that had partnered together to defeat them decided that only the ten systems involved in that war that knew the terrible price that had to be paid to defeat Alfont technology would be allowed to track it. No one else could be trusted not to go after it for selfish reasons. Those ten systems were the original founders of the Alliance. Our current civilization is a direct result of that war, and we’ve been able to maintain it by ensuring no one had technological superiority in weapons. We named the race that created that ancient technology Alfont to remind us of what it could cause.”

  “Is our current technology still so far behind the Alfont as to be endangered by it now?”

  “Probably. The last research done on an Alfont artifact was 190 stellar rotations ago and was the result of the Minmst race uncovering it and then notifying us of its existence and requesting its removal. We brought it here to our labs and touched it generating the tone.”

  “They were wise to call us.”

  “That’s why they are still alive today, Leader. However, our current instant communications system comes from that artifact. We shared it with all member and subject races in the Alliance. We still don’t completely understand how it works, andt it’s still far ahead of our current technological development. It seems to work at the speed of the Alfont tone. Our biggest fear is that someone will someday uncover an Alfont weapon. That’s why there is no delay in destroying any race that stumbles on this technology. We just can’t take the risk of them hiding it and developing superior weapon technology.”

  “You also mentioned races outside the Alliance were located on that line.”

  “Yes leader, the Grendap is beyond the Glod Union and has just developed star travel within the last forty cycles. The other is beyond the Cainth Empire and has been overseen by us for over two hundred cycles. We call them humans; originally they were a very peaceful race that possessed no weapons. After the Cainth sent a fleet to destroy them, we intervened and set up restrictions for their continued existence. According to the Cainth, they have started to build warships.”

  “How could they not, with the Cainth having destroyed some of their settlements and ships coupled with continuously trying to find a reason to attack them?” Sten asked.

  “They are entitled to defend themselves,” the headman responded, “but we are all of a different opinion concerning what we’re to do about these two new races falling on the line of origin we traced. Some of us think that we should go ahead and destroy them. Others feel differently.”

  “The Alliance has grown from ten members to more than eight hundred,” Sten said. “If we destroyed every new race we discovered then we would have never grown.”

  “Yes, Leader, and I personally agree with you, but these two happen to fall on the line of origin.”

  “So do fifty of our members.”

  “That’s what’s causing the arguments you were hearing earlier. We have always reacted strongly when a tone occurred; now we have hundreds of tones and we have no plan on how to respond to them. We recognize that for the first time we don’t have a clear target, but to do nothing sends the wrong kind of message.”

  “Can you positively identify where the tone originated, Headman?”

  “No, Leader, we can’t.”

  “I want everyone on the response team to remain in here. Headman, contact all ten members on the safety prime council and have them available for conference immediately.”

  “Yes, Leader.” The safety prime council was composed of one member from each of the ten planets that originally formed the Alliance. This council had complete authority to take any action they deemed necessary without having to consult the general assembly. Everyone waited in the room, getting nervous about what was going to happen.

  “Leader, may I ask what you intend to do?”

  “I’m going to explain the situation to the council and suggest that we destroy the two civilizations that are on the line of origin that are not currently members of the Alliance.”

  While the state leader was answering, the headman put his hand to his ear and mumbled something into his com. Then he said, “Leader, your office has just received a communication from the humans concerning the tones.”

  “Oh, really; what does it say?”

  “The leader of their government says that when the Alliance originally set the rules and limitations they had to follow, one of them was to avoid anything that would cause the Alfont tone. He says that his people were not told what to do if they heard the tone. He says that there have been numerous tones and he would humbly request direction as to what action the Alliance would have him take. Is there any action required, or should they do nothing and wait for notification from the Alliance?”

  “Headman, what do you make of this?”

  “The humans have always tried to comply with our directives. Remember, they were a peaceful planet that had learned the hard way the price of continuous war, and would probably still be peaceful except for the constant harassment by the Cainth Empire. I think they’re trying to make sure they don’t make a mistake with us. It also would indicate that they were not the source.”

  Suddenly, the big screen on the wall came on with the ten members of safety prime council staring out at the state leader and his support staff. “Have you decided on a course of action, State Leader?” one of the council members asked.

  “My staff and I were just discussing our options. As you already know, there is no feasible way to determine where the Alfont tones originated. To take no action at this point would be worse than taking wrong action. We must do something dramatic to ensure no one will ever use Alfont technology, so I am going to recommend that we destroy the Grendap, which is a nonmember race that has the misfortune to fall on the line of origin. I was going to recommend the same thing for the race called human, but they have contacted us and asked for direction. To destroy a race that exhibits behavior we want all of our nonmembers to do would send a bad message. I’m instead going to send an occupation fleet to take control of the main human planet to insure they were not the source, although their contacting us makes me believe that they were not the source. We’ll make it look like the Grendap were the source of the Alfont tones and keep a close eye on all the members of the Alliance to make sure no one suddenly develops technological superiority.”

  “Who are you going to use for the occupation fleet?”

  “We have forbidden the Cainth to enter human space for over three stellar cycles, however, they are the clo
sest. I am certain they would jump at the chance to occupy the human planet. We will use thirty other members of the Alliance to support the Cainth invasion and we will notify the humans to prepare for occupation within six weeks. We will use the occupation fleet to destroy the Grendap first; then we will send them to Earth. It should take about six weeks for the fleet to arrive for occupation.”

  “Why are you going to warn the humans about the occupation?”

  “They’ll be easily handled and won’t resist us at all,” the state leader replied. “They are going to have to build enough living accommodations for the fleet officers and crews of the occupation force, and this gives them enough time to complete them and gather the resources to feed the fleet.”

  The ten members of the safety prime council all punched some keys in front of them. Then the center member said, “The Cainth have insisted that these humans have warships that are dangerous, State Leader. Do you have any information about that?”

  “Council member, everyone in this room has heard the Cainth accuse these humans of irrational and unbelievable things. They have been paranoid for a long time; however, we caught them destroying a human warship quite easily. This race has not shown any aggressive traits in the two hundred rotations we’ve been their overseers.”

  The council members again punched their keys. Then the center member said, “We have produced the authorization you’ll need to carry out your plan. State leader, make sure your plan is successful.”

  Chapter 23

  “G o ahead, Danielle,” Tag said.

  There was a momentary pause, and then Danielle said, “Oh thank God you’re alive; I have never been so scared. I’m going to beat you silly next time I see you. Where are you?”

  “First things first, Danielle. I’ll talk with you in just a few minutes, but I need your help. I need you to put me in touch with someone that has the ear of the director and I need it done quickly. Everyone’s life depends on it.”

  “Standby,” Danielle said. Then she turned to Lieutenant Mikado and asked, “Can you link Inspector Connor into this conversation?”

  “I can link him into your end of the conversation, but we have been totally unable to determine from where his signal is coming.”

  “Then please do it now.”

  “Danielle, are you trying to reach me?” Inspector Connor asked.

  “She is, sir, but I’m the one that needs to talk to you,” Tag said.

  “Who is this?” Esa asked.

  “This is Thomas Gardner and I need your help.”

  Esa was shocked; how had he come into his private frequency? “I’ve been looking forward for a number of years to have the opportunity to talk with you, Thomas.”

  “Sir, that will have to wait; the human race is in grave danger. You probably felt and heard the Alfont tones.”

  “Yes, I have.”

  “I’m the one who caused the tones. I touched an Alfont artifact and I’m certain the Alliance is tracking the point of origin as we speak.”

  “Oh my God!”

  “Exactly. However, I believe there is a possibility that they may have lost the exact point where those tones originated. I don’t have time to explain, but I need you to get the Director to contact the Alliance directly and ask for direction on how hearing the tones should be handled. Humanity needs to pretend that we have no idea where those tones came from either. Can you make that happen?”

  “Son, how could you know these things?”

  “I’m sure you’ve learned a lot about me over the years, Inspector. Have you ever known me to be directly dishonest? You know I’d do everything in my power to make sure that Danielle is never harmed. You have to help me.”

  Danielle was listening in on the conversation and felt tears come to her eyes. The other members of Kosiev’s bridge crew listened in to the conversation, fascinated at what was being said.

  “I’ll get back to you,” Inspector Connor said and broke the link.

  “Danielle, are you still there?”

  “Still here, my love.”

  “I’m so sorry for all I’ve put you through. It just seems that destiny decided that my life was going to be chaotic. It’s a shame that here at the end I won’t have much time with you before my execution.”

  “What execution?”

  “Isn’t that why they’re trying to find me?”

  “No Tag. They’ve been chasing you so that they could recruit you into the Director’s Special Forces.”

  With that statement, everyone on the bridge started looking at each other. Even Mikado quit trying to track Tag’s signal and looked at the woman talking. Kosiev thought, “This person must be someone far more special than he and his crew had given credit.” Only eight people were allowed to serve as a member of the Special Forces at any time.

  “What are the special forces?” Tag asked.

  “Its members are selected to shape the policies and decisions that are used to guide the human race. They are actually in a position higher than the Director of the Directorate. The government follows their lead. You might say they direct the Director. You have been selected by them to join them as a member.”

  “How could they know anything about me?”

  “They sensed you and could tell you were strong psychically. We have been searching for you for more than two years to join them.”

  “Danielle, how could I work for a government that murdered my parents?”

  “Oh, Tag, you have so much to learn. Your parents are fine and have been worried sick for your safety. They also were recruited and are serving on Earth Station Seven as Earth’s liaison with the Alliance. All the people that disappeared are being used in positions away from Earth. They’re looking forward to seeing you.”

  Tag was stunned. “Does this mean I’m forgiven for the five men I killed and the nine million credits I borrowed?” Upon hearing that, the bridge crew started talking among themselves until Kosiev silenced them with a look.

  “Nine million credits! You have been a busy boy,” Danielle said. “You know and they also know that you had no choice but to defend yourself. They have also interviewed anyone that ever knew you, including me, and they know what sort of person you are. You are important to them. They need you, but not as much as I do. Please come home, Tag.”

  The Kosiev bridge had become crowded once the rest of the ship had learned of the importance of the person they were trying to find. Crew members came in and lined the walls. They listened to this beautiful woman talk to the man on the moon who was going to be a member of the Special Forces. Every one of them felt they were witnessing history being made, and Kosiev was not going to deny them their opportunity. He allowed them to come in and watch what was happening.

  “Danielle, it’s going to take me a few minutes to get to the surface, but as soon as I do I’ll turn on my suit beacon so they can find me.”

  “Hurry, Tag. I miss you.”

  “Me, too.”

  Tag turned back to the Alfont ship and said, “Did you understand what just happened?”

  The ship did not respond for a minute, and Tag was starting to wonder how he would get out of the cave without the ship’s assistance. “Yes,” the ship said. “I think I do. Your feelings for the one you were talking with are interesting. The two of you are bound together in bonds both mental and emotional. Yet, you’ve not had much time together if I read your memories correctly.”

  “That’s true. We haven’t. But we know.”

  “You have given me some things to consider. There is no one else in existence that I can communicate with, so I am going to keep my link to you open. If you need to communicate with me, just direct your thoughts to the link I placed in your mind, or just call me by my name, Atlas. You are not my master, but neither is anyone else. I’m going to have to think about my place in this universe. While I’m doing that, I’m going to watch what happens to you.”

  “Thank you, Atlas.”

  “One more thing. I want you to place your
hand back on my hull.”

  “Why?”

  “There are some tools I want you to have.”

  Tag stepped up to the ship and gingerly placed his hand in the indentation on the ship’s side. Again the ship melted around his hand and he felt something happen to his right hand; then his whole body seemed to warm.

  “You may remove your hand,” Atlas said.

  “What did you do?”

  “I made a change on a subatomic level to your arm. I want you to take your hand and hold it like you were holding a hand weapon.” Tag held up his arm and pointed his hand at the wall like he was going to fire a stunner. Suddenly, a weapon appeared in his hand. He was startled, and he opened his hand and the weapon disappeared. He closed his hand and it reappeared.

  “What is this?”

  “I don’t want you to go unarmed. From now on, if you just think ‘weapon’ and hold your hand like you were holding one, it will appear.”

  “What does the weapon do?”

  “Whatever you fire it at will be destroyed, so use it wisely. I have also put a force field into your cellular structure.”

  “You’ve what?”

  “I’ve placed a force field that will protect you from all projectiles. You don’t even have to see them. It has its own sensors and will automatically protect you and anyone standing next to you. You can deliberately activate it by simply thinking, ‘field on.’”

  Tag thought “field on,” and a field that had a slight green glow enclosed him. “Field off,” he thought, and the field disappeared.

  “That field will also produce an atmosphere so if you’re caught in space you won’t need a suit,” the ship said.

  “You’re full of surprises, Atlas. Why are you doing this?”

  “Like your Danielle said, I’ve looked in your mind, and I’m interested in what I see. I’m curious about what is going to happen. You are an important link for me to see your time in history, and I am reluctant to lose this link.”