Alien Betrayed
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Natalie stared at Zacar with such love, Margaret felt as if she was intruding on something private. Zurian had removed his hand from Julia’s mouth at last. Julia studied the equipment and then turned to Zacar with narrowed eyes.
“Time travel,” she muttered. “They’ve mastered time travel.”
As she spoke, Azagor, Zacar, and Zorlof systematically destroyed each piece of equipment.
“So that no one can use it to change their history,” Julia mumbled again. Zurian said something to her and she frowned up at him. “What? You want me to pretend I’m deaf and dumb?”
“That would be a miracle,” he said.
Margaret leaned against Larz. If it was time travel, if they sent them back in time and the warriors took women as their breeders, they could have great grandchildren by now. At the rate they grew they’d have a whole army in no time.
“But why did you need them to go back in time. Or did they travel forward?”
Larz turned to face her. “They traveled back in time. With our equipment, we can monitor a lot of what is happening on earth. But we still need warriors to maintain the peace and allow us to remain in control.”
“In control of humans,” Margaret said, not sure how she felt about that. Knowing they plan to take over her planet and seeing it happen were two different things.
“Yes, I suspect The Zyrgin had this weapon for some time and this was the perfect testing ground. We are now in control of Earth and can easily hold onto your planet without killing many humans.”
Margaret stared up at him. She wanted to protest but she also knew things could have gone much worse. The way they slaughtered the raiders had shown everyone what they are capable of.
“I love you, Margaret. I am a Zyrgin and I am loyal to Zyrgin but I also love you. I would never, Zacar would never, harm humans for no reason.”
Margaret nodded and cupped his cheek in her hand. “I love you, too. As long as you don’t harm us, I will not fight you.”
Zacar briefly touched his forehead to Natalie’s, walked to the farthest wall that had no equipment in front of it, and stood with his legs apart and his fists braced on his hips. For the first time, Margaret noticed that, instead of their normal silver uniform, his was black with a red insignia on the shoulders and a thin red stripe on the cuffs of his military style jacket.
“That’s a conquering stance if I ever saw one,” Julia muttered.
Margaret had to agree. Many times, she misread their actions, but this was unmistakable. The ruler was about to address his newly conquered people. She drew in a sharp breath when the silver wall behind Zacar suddenly lit up with what appeared to be a flag--black with red patterns. To her eyes, it looked austere and alien.
“It must be their flag,” Natalie said. “I never even thought about the fact that they would have one.”
Zacar turned his head and looked at Natalie. She smiled and made a zipping motion over her lips.
Margaret glanced up at Larz and found him staring at her. Those intense red-black eyes reassured her. She’d always hoped that there were not enough Zyrgins for them to take over earth. That they would live out their lives on the mountain in peace. Even knowing it was naïve, she’d hoped for it. With the number of warriors Zacar now had at his command, there would be nothing to stop them. She would have to believe that their Zyrgin honor would make them keep their word not to slaughter innocent humans.
All the walls around them suddenly lit up with bright scenes. It took a moment for her to make sense of what she saw--cities, maybe capital cities, all around the world. People walking in the streets, going about their daily lives. She’d complained about equipment breaking down and the lack of qualified people available to do the repairs. The frustration of trying to do any maintenance.
After almost a year with the aliens, and their brand-new-looking technology and efficient equipment, she saw her own civilization through their eyes, and she gasped in shock at how rundown the cities appeared. More than a century ago, Jan van der Merwe, a philosopher, had warned that humans would eat and breed their way to extinction, that humans had developed a culture of maintaining instead of inventing, and that way lay disaster. He was right. Disaster had found them. Not in the shape of aliens or any other outside forces, but in their own ignorance and unwillingness to change for the betterment of their species.
No matter where she looked, she saw rundown buildings, broken up roads, poorly dressed people whose lives looked dreary. Dread settled in her stomach like a nuclear bomb ready to detonate. If the Zyrgins hadn’t reintroduced birds, animals, and plant life, how much longer would humans have been able to survive?
She took a deep breath and braced herself. “What’s happening?”
Azagor fiddled with the equipment and then nodded at Zacar.
“Zacar is about to give his speech,” Larz murmured in her ear.
“I don’t know if I want to see this,” Natalie muttered, in spite of her earlier promise to be silent.
Margaret understood her feelings. It was one thing to know that the Zyrgins were going to rule Earth one day and quite another to listen to the speech telling them it had happened.
A sinister silence reigned in the cave that looked so much like the control room of an alien spaceship. The only one moving was Azagor, who seemed to be checking and adjusting his equipment.
A very large, very menacing looking hologram of Zacar appeared in the middle of the room. On the walls of buildings, inside and out, in each city his image appeared at the same time. A larger than life image that towered over the humans staring up at it. Some in wonder, most with terror. This would bring home the scope of the Zyrgins’ power and technology, like their skills at battle had been demonstrated earlier when they wiped out the raiders. Larz had also shown them how easily a building in their capital city could be brought down.
“I am Zacar, ruler of this planet,” the hologram said and Margaret knew homo sapiens ruled Earth no more.
She turned into Larz’s arms and held on tight.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ever since she can remember Marie Dry wanted to travel. She had had the privilege of living in Zambia, Morocco, and Spain and sees herself as a bit of a gypsy. Every few years she gets restless and has to be some place new.
All her life she has read romances and was fairly young when she decided she would write the perfect story that had all the elements she looked for in a romance. In 1997 she shared a pizza with a friend. She promised her friend to go all out with her writing and get published. With her friends cheering her on ever since, Dry found it a wonderful experience to see the characters in her head coming to life on the page.
There are several wonderful moments in her life that she would never trade for anything. One of them is meeting President Nelson Mandela and the second being published.
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