The power of a Queen a-2

by Saxon Andrews

  Harauik interrupted Tag’s communication by saying, “We’ve just totaled the number of ships you had to use to send sixteen to all our members. Just what do you think you’re going to use to stop my fleet?”

  “I trust the feed from this is being shown to all the members.” Tag said.

  Sten commed, “It is; some of our members have never seen your ships in action; neither has the Commander of the fleet attacking us. Whatever happens, we should all be witness to what happens here today.”

  “To answer your question Commander, the ships that will stop you will be in front of your fleet right about….now.”

  Five thousand miles in front of the Alliance fleet 621 Human battleships appeared. Each was 1,400 feet long and glowed brilliantly white against the darkness of space. They were spread evenly across the width of the Hargon fleet. The Human ships still looked small against the 3,600 foot dreadnaughts and Harauik laughed over the Communicator, “You think you can stop us with those? We’ll destroy you and then your species.”

  Everyone in the Alliance watched the Human look at the Hargon Leader and shake his head sadly. “I still don’t want to kill those crews that have been intimidated into this action. If any of you turn and leave the system, we will not destroy your ship. Turn, move out of the combat zone. Turn off your screens, and we will allow you to go home. Anyone else will be dealt with. You have ten sems to stop.”

  Billions watched what was happening. All of them wondered, how can so few ships stop the twenty nine thousand ships that composed the juggernaut of the Hargon fleet; it just wasn’t possible. The last thing the Human said on the screen was, “Time’s up.”

  Sten and everyone else in the Alliance watched as the 621 Human ships disappeared and then reappeared in the middle of the Hargon Fleet. Each of those white ships blasted every ship within forty miles of its hull into dust. The 1,400 foot wide primary beam killed ten ships with one shot. Hundreds of the small compressed beams went out and struck ships that were within eighty miles of its hull. Once the area around the Human ship was cleared, the ship would disappear and then reappear in another part of the fleet.

  Tag sat aboard the Atlanta and watched Captain Smith fight his ship. “Captain, we have sixty dreadnaughts approaching us with what looks like an intention to ram us,” the sensor officer announced.

  “Standby star drive, weapons, I want our primary beams fired continuously until they come within two miles of our location, then jump to five miles behind them. I also want every one of them that aren’t covered by another ship hit with a needle. Rotate the ship so all 100 needle ports can be used if necessary.”

  The Atlanta had a three mile circle around it blasting anything that entered the radius of that circle. Needles were striking the ships just outside the circle blowing them apart with the 600 hornets that were contained in each needles core. Ten dreadnaughts accelerated at the Atlanta and suddenly the Human ship disappeared and reappeared behind them and continued the destruction. All sixty dreadnaughts in the original run at the Atlanta were dead, an additional seventy were killed trying to support the original forty. Tag thought, “We’ve never killed ships this fast.” He looked at the sensor officer and asked, “How many destroyed and how many have we lost?”

  “I need more time to compile the total number but just our ship has killed 320 ships so far, make that 400, and only one of our ships had withdrawn from the conflict. One of the Tallahassee’s needle ports malfunctioned and blew a section of its hull away; it is jumping back to Earth for repairs. All other ships are still fighting, Sir.”

  Tag was stunned.

  Harauik watched his fleet die around him. He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. Within the first sixty sems he had lost 5,000 ships. After 120 sems had passed another 8,000 were dead. Now half his fleet was gone and the other half was going quickly. “How many of them have we killed,” he asked.

  “The sensor officer looked at the Hargon and said, “None.”

  Harauik was sick. All his pride, all his stubbornness, all his belief in his invincibility was gone. Then he saw in his display that one of those Human ships had jumped in front of his ship and he knew that his time was over. The thing that troubled him the most was he had taken most of his home world’s fleet into this battle and now most of them were gone. Just as his ship was blown into dust, he thought, “Perhaps the Humans will protect my people.”

  The sensor officer aboard the Atlanta said, “Sir, most of the Alliance ships are turning and moving out of the system.”

  “Order an immediate cease fire,” Tag shouted.

  The worlds of the Alliance watched the battle and knew real fear. The ones that were planning to attack their neighbors decided that perhaps they would wait. No one was willing to give these Humans a reason to attack them. Every planet watched and waited for what was to follow.

  “State Leader Sten,” Tag commed.

  “Yes, I’m here.”

  “It is not in my province to tell you how to run your government but now is the time for you to build something here that is worth saving. I will be removing my ships from your worlds in two rotations. You need to make sure the aggressive members have their claws clipped. Before you try to say that you are no longer the State Leader, after what happened today, you have gained more power than you know. You might hint that you don’t want to have to call the humans for help; that should make them hesitate. We do not choose to rule by force and ordinarily we would have left you alone but we just couldn’t let you kill each other without trying to help. However, we will not force ourselves on you. You will have to invite us in the future before we again come into your space. Build something good here State Leader.” Sten watched as the Human ships disappeared from his system.

  Sten looked at Dgzh and said, “What now?”

  Dgzh smiled and said, “Get out your tools and let’s get busy. We have a lot of work ahead of us. Fortunately, we have enough ships to send out to replace the Human ships. Let’s get the Subleader involved in making it happen.”

  Atlas was parked watching the plant like race attacking one of the few planets left in the Galaxy that had not been consumed by the race his masters had such trouble defeating. The inhabitants of the planet were a space faring race that had not discovered interstellar travel but did have good defenses. The nations of that world had been fighting amng themselves and had joined forces prior to the creatures appearance. They had managed to hold the Plants initial attack of nine hundred ships at bay but they would not last much longer. A new armada was approaching the planet that was composed of more than 100,000 war ships. Some of the ships were close to 12 miles long and bristled with energy beams and missile ports. After the last battle the defenders only had 800 ships left from all of their nations and Atlas could see civilian transports leaving the planet trying to escape the incoming fleet; but without interstellar capability they stood no chance of escaping. The Plants could finish the planet and catch them at their leisure. The armada ignored the escaping ships and moved remorselessly on the planet. Once the Armada arrived at the planet, it destroyed the 800 war ships quickly even though they suffered some losses in the battle. The big ships then disgorged thousands of troop transports that started dropping to the surface landing near all the population centers. Resistance was ferocious but the defenders were being overwhelmed by the millions of soldiers. Atlas turned his sensors to the largest city on the northern continent. The southern Continent was not as populated and the population there had fled the small rural cites and hid in the forests. The Plants focused their attention on the larger cities and that was where the majority of the drop forces were landing. Atlas focused even closer and listened in as he watched the battle happening below.

  “Here they come; ready the anti-ship missiles,” A-group commander ordered. His forces aimed the anti-ship missiles at the incoming drop ships and fired a hundred missiles from the tops of the tallest buildings in the center of the city. The commander watched as the missiles homed in on the incoming
transports and began impacting. The transports were not screened. Drop ships exploded and began falling on the buildings below.

  “Commander, those ships are hitting the city as they crash.”

  “Would you rather have those ships deliver the ten thousand soldiers? Fire all remaining missiles and go to your second stations. Do it now before they start hitting us.”

  The sky above the city was awash in flame as thousands of missiles headed skyward and homed in on the incoming Plant transports. Thousands of the transports were hit and fell to the planet destroying huge sections of the city below. A-Group ran from the tops of the buildings and dove into elevator shafts that were empty of elevators. As they fell close to the ground they used their suit jets to slow them down. As they landed they ran out of the building and found the laser cannons they had hidden. The Commander of A-group looked up and wondered if the Plants were not as bright as he expected them to be. Suddenly the building where they had launched their missiles was hit by a beam from space and the entire structure blew apart. All over the central part of the city buildings were being blown into rubble.

  “Alright, they think they have us now. Pick your targets wisely, warriors, and get on the move immediately after you fire.”

  The mobile laser cannons watched their sensors as the transports began to come in again. They had reached fifteen hundred feet off the ground when every cannon in the city fired simultaneously. Transports fell by the hundreds. The mobile cannons raced away from their firing sites and looked for other places that had been set up to hide.

  “Commander, invaders that were landed outside the city are approaching in mass. They’ll be hitting the southern city limit in moments.”

  “Are the ardvile cannons ready?”

  “Yes they are sir.”

  “Fire when they are crossing the city limit.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  The Group Commander hoped he could slow the invaders down long enough for the transports that had left the planet to escape. His brother was the fleet commander and those ships were the best and brightest of his race. He watched his display as a green mass came rushing toward the southern part of the city. “Come on; get closer; get ready, fire!”

  As the green horde rushed up on the city, ten thousand cannons launched twenty thousand energy projectiles each in a mass wave at the invaders. The cannons had been camouflaged and gave off no energy signature until they were fired. The entire wave of green invaders was blown back; more than a mile of their ranks was totally blown out of existence.”

  All over the northern continent the Plants were being hit hard by the dug in defenders. Atlas watched the unbelievable carnage and thought that these defenders had been preparing for this invasion for a long time. The invaders were taking a huge hit on their landing forces. Perhaps the defenders might prevail and hold on to the planet. Then the city disappeared in a nuclear blast. All over the northern continent the ten largest cities were blown into radioactive dust.

  Then the slaughter began. Organized resistance disappeared with the ten cities destruction. The green mass of invaders swept through the remaining population centers. Civilians were captured by the horde and eaten alive. Once their hunger was satisfied the invaders began herding the survivors into camps where they were stunned and transported up to the fleet to be consumed. Not only were the inhabitants transported but all the native wildlife and fish were transported. A ship would dive into the ocean and fire a stun beam into the water and all the sea life within miles of the ship would float to the surface to be swept into nets and transported. Within twelve hours ten percent of the life on the planet’s northern continent had been consumed or transported. At that point the ships began harvesting all the plants on the continent’s surface along with any organic life forms. Atlas then saw thousands of huge twenty mile long transports moving into the system to receive all that was being harvested from the surface. At that point a thousand ships began moving toward the escaping civilian ships.

  Atlas had seen thousands of worlds that were bare on his travel into this galaxy. He knew he shouldn’t be experiencing any emotion but something in him made him sick with revulsion. Tag had used a term called cancer and he had looked into the Humans mind to understand what he was referring to and he agreed; this was a cancer and it was growing. He had to do something but he didn’t want to disclose his presence. He had seen enough of the savagery at the planet so he decided to take a chance. He jumped out to the fleeing civilian ships and extended his jump field to enclose all three hundred of them. He then jumped to another galaxy away from the one the Humans occupied on the possible chance that that the line of his jump could be traced. He then jumped to another Galaxy and then a third with the escaping ships still safely enclosed in his screen. He waited for forty minutes to see if the Plants had followed and then he jumped to the planet that the humans called Ross and dropped out of null space. He then found the leader of the civilian ships and contacted him on his communications board and explained that he had intervened to save them. He instructed them to land on the planet and to use the buildings that were undamaged on its surface to settle in. He promised that food would arrive shortly and that they would be contacted by a race that would help them. The shock of the interstellar jumps that had happened along with their miraculous escape left most of them in a state of semi-shock. The leader began questioning him but Atlas told him to wait and all his questions would be answered; then he jumped to the battle that had just ended in the Central Alliance system.

  Tag had just finished his talk with Sten when Atlas said, “Tag, will you do something for me?”

  Tag was startled but thought, “Sure, what do you want?”

  Atlas quickly explained that he had saved some people from the plant race and had taken them to the planet called Ross. “Will you go there and help them?”

  “Admiral,” Tag said, “I need you to change the jump coordinates to Ross. We need to go directly there.”

  Kosiev looked at his communication officer and said, “Pass the order to the other ships that we will be jumping to Ross. We will be jumping in 30 seconds.” The Human battleships disappeared from the Alliance system and reappeared just outside the orbit of Ross.

  “Where did those ships come from?” Kosiev asked Tag as he watched the shuttles leaving transports and landing on the planet’s surface.

  “I’m not sure. I’m taking a shuttle down to the surface to see what’s going on. Standby and I’ll let you know.” Kosiev looked at him with an expression that Tag had come to know well, “Don’t worry, I’ll be safe.” Then Tag left to board a shuttle. “Atlas, these people aren’t members of the Alliance, how do I communicate with them?”

  “Their leader is on the ground at the town of Ross. Just touch him and I’ll put a link in him so you can communicate thru your thoughts.”

  Tag landed and all the new inhabitants ran from his ship. They were humanoid in appearance but were dark brown in color and had six fingers on each hand with two opposable thumbs on each hand. Their arms were shorter than Humans but had elbows that appeared to be able to rotate 360 degrees. Their black hair was sparse but covered most of their body. The head was large with a brow that had a ridge of raised skin that ran from their eyes to their ears which were small almost bat like. There was obvious intelligence in their face and one of them began walking toward his ship. Tag stepped out and waited for the Alien to come to him. The Alien said something that was completely unintelligible and Tag held out his hand. The Alien looked at him and then took Tags hand in his own. Tag could feel the small shock that went into the alien and watched him give a sudden start. “I think you can understand me now,” Tag said.

  The alien again gave a start and said, “What did you just do?”

  “I placed a link in you so we could communicate. I’ve been told that you are survivors of an attack on your world.”

  The alien looked at Tag with an expression even Tag could understand, “My world is being eaten alive. Everything is be
ing consumed. They totally destroyed our fleet, blew up our largest cities, and then landed and began eating my people. We had defeated their first attack but the second one overwhelmed us. Thousands and thousands of ships attacked us.”

  Tag could see in the aliens mind what had happened. He was sick with revulsion and felt a deep sorrow for the alien’s loss. “One of my friends saved your ships and brought you here. This will be your new home and we offer this world to you to settle along with any of our colonists that might return later. Now is not the time to talk about what happened here but later if you don’t mind, I would like you to tell my leaders what happened at your world. Get your people settled and in the mean time, I am going to order some food transports to come and give you enough to survive until you can start your own agriculture.”

  The alien looked at Tag and said, “My name is Klas and my people are called Pydres. Thank you for your help. I’ll discuss what happened after my people overcome their shock and grief.”