Annihilation: Love Conquers All

by Andrew, Saxon;Chiodo, Derek

  “You couldn’t.”

  The Glod was surprised by the admiral’s answer. He looked out the window at the five dreadnoughts escorting his ship and took a deep breath. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and said, “Then what happened?”

  “I don’t know,” Dorg said. “I don’t know how, but the Earth ship detected our ship. Listen to this.” And he played a recording of a transmission that was made to the Glod cruiser from the concealed Cainth ship.

  “Jump now! Jump now. I don’t know how but we’ve been detected. They’re moving toward our position. Coordinates follow.”

  “Jumping now,” they heard the Glod commander say.

  “Our ship was at least sixty thousand segs from the route the Earth ship normally took on its patrol,” Dorg said. “All systems were down except for minimal life support, and you know that you would have to be right on top of the ship before you could see it. One thing we know, the Earth ship detected ours at a tremendous distance.”

  “Detection is not destroying,” said the ambassador.

  “No, it’s not. We weren’t able to salvage much from the wreckage. It appears our ship was hit by at least ten heavy missiles. It also appears that the ship’s screens weren’t up. Ambassador, how long do you think it would take to raise defensive screens if you were powered down?”

  The ambassador thought a moment and said, “Not long at all. It would take less than ten sems to power up the reactors, and the screens would then be immediately available, however, not at full power. It would take less time than it would take you to get up and walk out of this room.”

  “Then it begs the question,” Dorg said. “Why weren’t our screens up when your missiles hit? The Earth ship was a long distance from our ship when it was detected. They should have had plenty of time to power up and raise screens if the humans got too close. It would take twenty sems for the star drive to power up from being completely powered off.”

  “It doesn’t make sense, does it?” the ambassador agreed. Then he leaned back and said, “Something else is not right. Our ship was also hit with its screens down and it was at full power when it jumped.”

  “There’s something else that disturbs me, Ambassador,” Dorg said. “The investigator’s report says that the Earth ship detected the explosions, then jumped to the scene. They’re trying to make us think that they weren’t present or involved in what happened. We know differently.”

  The ambassador said, “We don’t have any proof that they were there other than your cruiser’s transmission.”

  Dorg pulled a photograph from a folder and handed it to the ambassador. “You heard the transmissions between our ships saying that the human ship was coming at them, and there’s one other thing: our ship was so badly damaged that any recordings it made were destroyed. This is the only thing we were able to salvage from its sensors.”

  The ambassador looked at the photo and realized that the Cainth were not so paranoid after all. The photo showed a small white ship with ten heavy Glod missiles chasing it.

  “I believe those are the missiles your ship fired at the Earth ship and the ones that ultimately destroyed our ship,” Dorg said. “I don’t fully understand how it was done, but we can draw some conclusions from this.”

  “Such as?” said the ambassador, now more curious than hostile.

  Dorg noticed with a sigh of relief that the Glod’s crest had changed color from orange to its normal yellow. The danger of fighting the ambassador had passed. “The investigators said that your ship was hit by more than twenty of our missiles, but that no energy weapons were used. Ambassador, could the screen of a Glod heavy cruiser handle twenty, twenty-five, or thirty of our missiles?”

  “If no energy weapons were being used, it could handle them easily.”

  “The Earth ship was there and was involved. This small ship knocked down the screens of two ships that were ten times its size and managed to destroy them both with each other’s missiles. It was obviously fast enough to stay ahead of the missiles fired at it, and it was able to detect a depowered ship at extreme range, which we know we would not have been able to do, and in the process of accomplishing all this suffered no damage.”

  The ambassador looked intently at the admiral and said, “So we didn’t destroy each other’s ship. What do we do now?”

  “Obviously, we lay another trap, and this time we make sure we’re prepared.”

  “What do you mean prepared?”

  “We’re not going to send just one ship, and the ships we send will be much better able to defend themselves.”

  “Are you planning to use battle cruisers?”

  “No! We are going to use dreadnoughts.” The dreadnought was the foundation of Alliance warships. It ranged from 3,300 to 3,800 feet long and had from three to five force fields protecting it. It had between 190 and 220 primary lasers along with twenty-five missile batteries that could launch more than one hundred missiles per salvo. It usually had a crew of more than 1,200. The Glod dreadnoughts were recognized as the most deadly of all due to the strength of their force fields.

  “I’m not going to question your decision,” the ambassador said. “I thought a heavy cruiser was overkill. Now I agree with you. Let’s not take any chances. How can I help you?”

  “If you will provide two dreadnoughts, I will provide two. We’ll catch the Earth ship between us and claim that it was destroyed by accident during the battle between your ships and ours. We will tell the Alliance that we were seeking revenge for the ship that was destroyed. The Alliance will then send all kinds of emissaries to patch up our troubles, which will be fine by us because by then we’ll have the information we seek on their ships’ capabilities.”

  “Send me the details. I’ll set up the two ships immediately. What size of ship are you going to attack this time?”

  “I’m going after the same ship. We owe them something. Our revenge explanation is partially true; however, our revenge is directed at the ship that destroyed our cruisers.”

  The ambassador almost felt pity for the Earth ship. Then he looked forward to hearing of its destruction.

  Captain Kosiev sat across the table from General Masseem, the commanding officer of Earth Station Seven. On one side of the general sat the Directorate ambassador and on the other Colonel Solerio, who represented the military board from Earth headquarters. This was not a meeting that Kosiev wanted to be in. “I hope I survive this,” he thought. He looked out the window in the conference room from Earth Station Seven, hanging in space against the background of the horse nebula, and wondered if humans were ever going to be able to go outside the twenty-light-year limit to explore those far stars. The light from that nebula that he was seeing had left when humans were primitive cave dwellers. Then he thought, “I’d be happy to just make it outside of this room.” The officers conducting the board of inquiry filed into the room and took their seats.

  General Masseem looked at Kosiev and said, “Captain, we’ve gone over your recordings of the battle and have examined the commands you issued. Tell us why you made the decision not to run.”

  “Yes sir. When I discovered the Cainth cruiser attempting to hide from our sensors, I went to investigate. As soon as I turned toward their location and had gone a very short distance, sensors picked up a star drive breaking into normal space.”

  “We know all that, Captain.”

  “Yes sir. I immediately turned and accelerated away from the ship entering normal space. It was my intent to leave, but the ship that emerged challenged me to stop and lower my screens for boarding. As you well know, primary order one prohibits me from allowing any other race access to the technology of our ships. So I continued to run and answered their communication, informing them I was contacting the Alliance ambassador to determine what the ships were doing in our zone. They then fired ten high-speed missiles at my ship.”

  “You could have still run. Your screens should have been able to handle those missiles.”

  “Do you know that for
certain, General? It’s my understanding that our screens have never been tested in combat, and particularly against that many missiles. However, that’s not the reason I took the actions I chose.”

  “To answer your question, Captain, no, we have not tested the screen to that level, but when I questioned them, the engineers that designed it felt like it would have withstood the impact. But you’re right, we don’t know for certain. Go on with your explanation.”

  “Sir, I’m of the belief that the attack was staged to determine what the capabilities are of our ships. They were going to learn how fast our ships are because I had to accelerate to stay ahead of the missiles, and if I had let those missiles impact our screens they would have learned a tremendous amount about our screen technology. I also feel that if I had fled after they had this information, the next attack would not be by a single ship. I decided that the only way to avoid having those missiles hit my screens was to run close by the ship that was hiding and see if the missiles would lock on them. That plan worked; however, as I passed, the Cainth cruiser released their entire magazine of thirty missiles at me. I decided at that point that if these missiles could destroy the other ship it would look like they killed each other, and they would not have any information about our capabilities. Sir, I take full responsibility for what happened. My crew responded marvelously and conducted themselves in such a way as to make the service proud. In the heat of combat I was trying to make decisions that were in the best interest of the Directorate.”

  The ambassador spoke for the first time. “So you destroyed two cruisers, using their own missiles, and suffered no damage to yourself.”

  “Yes sir.”

  “You also prevented the Cainth from obtaining information about our weapons technology.”

  “Yes sir,” he said. “Here’s where I get the ax,” he thought.

  “Then you contacted the Alliance ambassador about the battle these two ships had fought. It might interest you to know that the Alliance investigation concluded that the two ships had killed each other.”

  “I did not know that, sir.”

  The ambassador then turned to General Masseem and asked, “What do you plan to do with Captain Kosiev?”

  “What else can I do? I’m going to award him the solar star, promote him to commodore, and give his ship and crew the order of fleet recognition. Captain, under the heat of combat you also responded marvelously. You have bought us some time until the next attack.”

  Kosiev was stunned. “Thank you, sir, and I speak for my crew that your support of our actions means a great deal to all of us.”

  “Commodore, you will be given command of a heavy cruiser with three support destroyers. You’ve bought us time, but I think you’re right that there’s going to be another attack. Whoever planned this didn’t get what they were looking for. They also know that their ships didn’t kill each other. So they will rightly infer that two cruisers aren’t enough. The next attack will be with much heavier vessels.”

  “Where do you think it will happen, sir?”

  That’s when Colonel Solerio spoke. “We have collected all the information we can on the current commander in chief of the Cainth Armed Forces. His grandfather was killed in the battle with one of our ships a hundred years ago. He wants revenge in the worst possible way. Our experts feel that part of his motivation is revenge, and you just destroyed two ships he sent into action. Captain Kosiev, it’s our opinion that your ship will be the target of the next attack.”

  “So what course of action should I take next time, sir?”

  “That’s what we’re here to discuss. We need to look at all possibilities and decide what we should do. One thing for certain, the chain of command agrees that peaceful coexistence is over. Now let’s discuss what to do next time. It’s my feeling that it shouldn’t be long before they make their move.” Kosiev looked out the window again at the nebula and thought it never looked as far away as it did at that moment.

  Chapter 9

  “What do you mean, make himself invisible?” Esa asked.

  “After taking manual control of the cameras and tracking the big man into the building where we lost him,” Major Daniel said, “I instructed my monitors to collect all the video we had on where those six people came from. We were able to backtrack those five men to the three buildings you see just down the boulevard south of here. We’re in the process now of looking at the tapes from inside those buildings to try and track them back to where they live. It’s not going to be easy, because they exited the buildings while a shift change was taking place and there were literally thousands of people moving through the corridors. We know where the five attackers came from, where they met, and the pattern they used to set up their attack. That’s the good news.”

  “What’s the bad news?” John Sinclair asked, taking the bait.

  “The man sitting with his back against the wall does not appear on any of our surveillance tapes. We cannot determine how he got to that wall, and we can’t find where he went when he left. He literally disappeared. He also never showed his face while he was on that camera at the scene of the fight.”

  “Wait a minute,” Esa said. “Show me that video again.”

  Major Daniel pressed a button on his display, and immediately it showed the camera swinging and the video of the six men at the wall.

  “Freeze it,” Esa said.

  They all moved to look closer at the video screen. Whoever it was sitting against the wall had his hands on each side of his head as he looked down into the concrete, away from the camera.

  Major Daniels then moved the video tighter, but it was obvious that there just wasn’t any detail to the victim’s face.

  “Okay,” Esa said, “let it run.”

  The video then showed that the center man was talking to the man sitting against the wall; then the camera swung away. When it came back they could see the four men that had been killed lying on the sidewalk. The man sitting against the wall was in the same position the camera saw before it moved.

  Esa stared intently at the video until the camera swung away. He could see what Major Daniels was describing; at no point was any part of the victim’s face visible. He watched as the video came back and the man against the wall and the big man were gone. The only ones left were the four dead men.

  “Major Daniels,” Colonel Ortiz asked, “how can someone get to this wall and leave without any of your surveillance equipment seeing them?”

  “It’s not possible,” Major Daniels replied. “That’s why I think this person has a way to become invisible. Before the alarm came in I was working with Sergeant Garcia on another impossible situation. I’d like for him to explain what happened at Bill Clinton School today.”

  Sergeant Garcia stood up and introduced himself, and then told the assembled investigators about the missing text booklet. He described how the test administrators had processed the materials and how the chief test administrator was feeding them into the computer.

  “We have a truth field scheduled for delivery at the school in the morning. However, I think it’s going to find that the three who handled the test materials are telling the truth,” Sergeant Garcia stated. “I also checked all the cameras, and no one other than the test administrator appeared entering his office on the tapes from the time the two administrators entered to deposit them into the safe until the test administrator entered and removed them.”

  “How does that relate to what happened here tonight?” Esa asked.

  “Before I left the school I had an idea. I used my hand computer to connect to the climate control of the building. While I was in the test administrator’s office, I asked the climate control what the temperature was in the hallway outside the office. It was 72.00 degrees. I then stepped out into the hallway and asked what the temperature was again. It was 72.03 degrees. I went back into the office, waited ten seconds, and then asked again what the temperature was. It was 72.00 degrees. You know how fast those climate systems react.”


  “Then I asked the computer to show me the temperature in the hallway from the time that the test administrator entered the building until he left. Major Daniels, if you don’t mind I’m going to download that information into your display.”

  “Go right ahead, Sergeant Garcia,” Major Daniels said.

  They all gathered around the display screen to see where the sergeant was going.

  “I want you to notice this point on the graph. Right here,” he said as he pointed to a spot on the line, “is where Mr. Graham entered the building. Notice just before he entered the temperature was 72.00 degrees. Upon entering the hallway, notice how the temperature changes to 72.09 degrees, then goes back to 72.00 degrees when he enters his office.”

  “Wait a minute,” Danielle said. “When you were in the hall the temperature increase was only .03 degrees above 72. The test administrator raised it three times that amount.”