Annihilation: Love Conquers All

by Andrew, Saxon;Chiodo, Derek

  “I want to make the most of the time we have left. I also want to be on board your ship until you complete the fleet training.” He started to object, then looked in her eyes and knew he would be wasting his breath. So he took her in his arms and they snuggled until they fell asleep. Just before he dozed off, he heard Danielle mumble under her breath, “If Eric is the best man, I hope he behaves himself.”

  Tag chuckled, knowing there was no way Eric would, simply because he couldn’t. Eric had to stir the pot.

  Chapter 26

  The wedding, which Tag thought was going to be a small affair, turned out to be one of the largest events in Directorate history. He didn’t know how, but the news agencies had learned that he was head of Directorate Special Forces and they planned to broadcast the upcoming wedding. Danielle had planned for the ceremony to take place inside the church, but more than two hundred thousand people showed up and were standing outside to observe the event, so Danielle had the ceremony moved outside. It was also being been viewed by nearly every human on the planet. Everyone knew what had happened on Ross’s planet, and they knew that this young man would be heavily involved with Earth’s response. The wedding was viewed as a symbolic response that there was going to be a tomorrow. Tag and Danielle were overwhelmed with the massive attention, and for their part could not see why there was so much interest, but then the ceremony started and they only had eyes for each other. Eric was best man and Leila was maid of honor. Lilly, Richard Wiseman’s youngest daughter, was the flower girl, and Maggie was a bridesmaid and was able to walk under her own power holding onto Director Nicole’s arm for the ceremony. Maggie had made tremendous strides against her illness. Danielle’s father walked her down the aisle, and his pride could be seen by all. Danielle’s mother cried before, during, and after the ceremony.

  Richard watched the wedding and marveled at his good fortune in having encountered Tag when he did. It had changed his life completely. Tag’s parents had arrived the day before, and it was quite an emotional homecoming for them.

  “Mom, Dad, I thought you were dead. I’ve blamed myself for so many years.”

  “Thomas, that’s all ancient history. We’re so proud of you,” his mother said. They had spent the rest of the day catching up and getting back in touch. His father had reminded him that he always thought he would be flying around the galaxy. Tag was the happiest he had been for more than three years.

  Even Atlas took part, unknown to everyone else. As Tag kissed his new bride, the sky was suddenly filled with the brightest multicolored lightning flashes they had ever seen. Tag had never seen lightning so bright that was not accompanied by thunder. “Oh Tag, how beautiful; how did you do that?” Danielle said.

  “I didn’t.”

  Then he heard it in his mind: “Happy wedding day is the correct phrase, right?”

  “Yes it is,” thought Tag. “Is this your doing?”

  “I thought it would add a spot of color to the festivities.”

  “You were right, my friend. Thank you, Atlas.”

  Around the Earth, everyone saw that multicolored lightning in a cloudless sky, and for the people of Earth it became a symbol of hope. It united humankind to look forward to the future with a common vision. Soon colorful lightning bolts began showing up on children’s clothing, and even adults had small lightning pins they wore through the day.

  Ten days later, Kosiev and Tag sat on the bridge of the Washington and discussed their plans to retake Ross from the Alliance. “It’s important that we not give away how many ships we have,” Tag said. “That means that in every initial conflict we are going to have to allow ourselves to be heavily outnumbered.”

  “What do you mean by heavily?” Kosiev asked. “I don’t want to throw away our men’s lives.”

  “Two to one and maybe even higher in future conflicts, depending on the class of ships the Alliance sends. We have got to maintain the façade of being weaker. We’re going to send one hundred ships against the Cainth fleet surrounding Ross. Prior to our attack we’re going to send two hundred ships to block any attempt at escape by the Alliance forces.”

  “How do you plan to prevent the Alliance ships from seeing the blocking force with their sensors?”

  “Both our blocking and attacking forces will jump into the system on the other side of the star from Ross. This will prevent them from seeing our star drive entry points. We will then go to full acceleration and use the star’s gravity to slingshot us around. All of our ships will have their power turned down to minimal levels during and right after we pass the sun. The blocking force will go to the left of the sun and should be outside the range of their sensors. They will coast to the star drive limit and then spread out. We won’t be able to contact them, so we’re going to give them a twenty-four-hour head start. The attacking force will follow one day later and will slingshot around the right side of the sun on the shortest route to Ross. We will again go to minimal power, and it will take thirty hours to reach the planet at nine hundred miles per second. We know that eventually the Alliance ships will detect us with their mass sensors. When they do, we will then go to full power and acceleration and engage them.”

  “What about the population on the ground?” Kosiev asked. “If they learn about our attack they could start killing the civilians.”

  “We’ll be approaching the planet from the day side, so any action won’t be visually seen from the ground. The Saratoga has been hiding in the Ross system for seven days, tracking the movements of their ships. Once the battle begins she will use her screens to disrupt communication between the fleet and ground forces. That way they can only communicate with their ground forces by physically sending a shuttle or ship. That’s going to be almost impossible once the battle is joined, but even if they did by the time the ship lands to warn them, our marines will already be on the ground. Our naval marine drop ships will be coming on the heels of the five Empire class battleships, of which Washington will be included. Their initial task will be to punch a hole in the Alliance fleet so that our naval marines can make planet drop. Then they will spread out and start knocking out those twenty dreadnoughts. We’re going to try as much as possible to spread them out for screen dumping. By the way, how have your experiments worked on that process?”

  “Extremely well, sir,” Kosiev replied. “We loaded up a destroyer’s screen by hitting it continuously with eight primary beams until the screen was approaching violet and system failure. The destroyer then flew into the screen of the Washington, and when it exited all the energy had been removed and the screen was back to yellow; the Washington didn’t even show a change in color. We also found out that it doesn’t matter how fast the ship goes through the screen, all the excess energy is absorbed and stored by the Washington.”

  “Those Empire ships are going to be life savers for some of the other ships,” Tag said. “When the five Empire class ships go after the dreadnoughts, the remaining ninety-five ships should have a ship targeted and attempt to destroy it as quickly as possible. We will assign those targets while we’re coming in from the sun. If they are successful, then the numbers of ships we’re facing should be equal after the initial assault with the Alliance having a weight advantage because of the dreadnoughts.”

  “What about the civilians in the concentration camps on the planet? Do you think they will be executed once the ground forces see the drop troops?”

  “Our initial drop forces will be landing at those camps first. They will be transporting a portable Coronado screen to cover the camp while they hold off the Alliance ground forces until they are relieved,” Tag said. He looked at Kosiev and continued, “There is a good chance that there is going to be heavy loss of life in this exercise, but it is my firm belief that if we do nothing now, when the main Alliance fleet arrives, they will execute everyone on the planet. They will do this for two reasons: one, to make sure that no one is left that could attack them from behind, and two, to make sure that we resist them in their occupation attempt on
Earth. They want a reason to annihilate us. We might as well grant them their wish.”

  “Why did you set up a blocking force? You’re using twice as many ships there as you are in the attack. Why not send all three hundred to overwhelm the Alliance fleet?”

  “Because shortly our three hundred ships will be facing more than a thousand, and it’s important that they learn that we can successfully handle superior numbers. The Alliance can call up more than twenty-five thousand ships immediately. We have got to reduce that number in the early conflicts or we will be overwhelmed. We’ll use the blocking force in the attack if it becomes absolutely necessary, but if we can defeat those ships with half their number, then the veterans from this battle will send the message to the rest of our fleet that we are the best. That pride of conquest will be contagious. The blocking fleet will also be observing the battle and will learn from the experience. It is vitally important that no Alliance ship escapes to warn them of our capabilities. The blocking force must stop any escape attempt. At some point during the battle if we achieve numerical superiority the remaining Alliance ships will run. It’s up to the attacking force to run them into the blocking force or destroy them.”

  “What if they surrender?”

  Tag looked at Kosiev for a long moment and then said, “If they surrender we will transport them to a forty-mile-wide cavern we’ve carved on Europa. We’ve installed environmental systems, and there are provisions to feed them. They can govern themselves; we’re not going to waste personnel watching them. We’ll store their ships in another cavern on Callisto. Jupiter is inside the star drive limit so no one can approach without us knowing it. If this conflict ends peacefully, we will send the prisoners and their ships home.”

  Kosiev said, “If they surrender, the entire crew should be made to leave their ship in lifeboats, and then their ships should be destroyed.”

  “Why?” Tag asked.

  “They could have self-destruct mechanisms with delayed timers. Or communication devices designed to be deployed after capture. We would endanger anyone charged with moving those ships.”

  “Hold on just a minute,” Tag said. Then he commed Danielle and explained the discussion he and Kosiev had just had.

  “He’s right, Tag,” Danielle said. “Do our ships have delayed self-destruct?”

  “Yes.”

  “So do theirs. Destroy the ships.”

  “Thanks. Bye, love.”

  “Bye.”

  “Admiral, you will be receiving new directions from the director concerning how to handle any Alliance forces that surrender.”

  “You value her opinion a lot,” Kosiev said. He was bothered that Tag had taken her opinion but not his.

  “Admiral, she has a talent at putting unrelated facts together and coming to the truth. I’ll bet that if you call her back now that she’s had a minute to think about it, she’ll be able to tell you that even taking prisoners will be next to impossible, because their ships will be programmed to self-destruct before they can leave.”

  “How could she know that?”

  “It’s the way she said delayed, Admiral. She doesn’t think there will be much of a delay. Knowing the Cainth, she’s probably right.”

  “I’m surprised that you don’t just destroy them outright after what they did to the hostages,” Kosiev commented.

  “I considered that. But I’ve seen too many old history movies where I’ve seen the terrible things that we have done to each other. You have seen them too. Either we have grown and have learned from those experiences, or we’re no better than the ones we’re fighting. It’s wrong to kill someone who has decided to stop fighting.”

  “I agree, sir,” Kosiev said.

  “We leave in twenty hours. I’m making skid marks to see a lady with blue eyes while there’s time.”

  “Skid marks?” Kosiev thought.

  Chapter 27

  Washington and her four sister ships were leading a long line of one hundred warships. They were traveling single file toward the planet Ross to minimize the amount of mass that would be visible to the Alliance’s mass sensors. Tag was able to use his talents to maneuver the ships so that they fell into psychic shadows. He closed his eyes and saw that the only place not covered by one of the shadows was the artificial nose of the Melbourne, which was the lead ship. All the other ships followed in her shadow. He placed the sixty destroyers at the end of the long train of ships because of their small size. The bridge crew was looking at views of the Alliance fleet provided by Saratoga. The Cainth fleet was spread out evenly around the planet with the dreadnoughts evenly spaced around the equator.

  “Do you think our little disguise might fool them?” Tag asked Kosiev.

  “I’m not sure of their sensor capability. It should allow us to get somewhat closer than we would otherwise,” Kosiev said.

  The Melbourne had left three days earlier than the other ships and made a stop in the Ort cloud that surrounds Earth’s solar system with millions of comets. An engineering team had selected one of the smaller comets that was 6,500 feet wide and hollowed it out to its core prior to the Melbourne’s arrival. The Melbourne, commanded by Captain Alverez, who was Kosievs’ former weapons officer, had then moved into that hollow and began to slowly accelerate to its jump point. It was not easily done, but the power of its drives took it out of orbit, and with its comet nose piece, the ship started picking up speed. The Melbourne had used a traditional force field to keep the comet from coming into contact with its hull and used the Coronado screen to enclose both of them to safely make the jump to the assembly coordinates. It waited there for the other ships. Once the other ships arrived, Tag lined them up, and then they jumped to the Ross system. The long train of ships accelerated and used the sun’s gravity well to slingshot them toward the planet. They had been traveling using only minimal environmental power for sixteen hours. “They should be tracking us by now,” Kosiev said. “That comet nose piece is hot from our passage by the sun and is leaving a vapor trail.”

  “I’ve noticed that,” Tag said. “It actually helps mask our ships and might buy us more time. If they are tracking us, they haven’t started changing their fleet positions yet, according to Saratoga.”

  “Excuse me sir,” Lieutenant Kelley said. “The Saratoga reports that the Alliance transport ships are evacuating their troops from the planet. It appears that they might be anticipating an asteroid strike on the surface. You would think that they would come out and destroy it before it impacts the planet.”

  “They won’t do that,” Tag said. “This is a golden opportunity that the Cainth won’t pass up. Now they won’t have to execute the population and be blamed for an atrocity. They’ll let the comet impact do the work for them.”

  “It appears you’re right, sir. The ships located on its line of approach are moving to new locations.”

  “That’s the hole we need to drop our transports through,” Kosiev said. “We won’t even have to fight our way in.”

  Sub-admiral Ecsra looked at his sensor officer and said, “Why didn’t you see this coming long before now?”

  “Sir, it came in from the other side of the sun and is so small that it just entered our sensor range. It is coming on a line from the sun and was evidently catapulted on a path that will have it impact the planet. It’s moving at a very high velocity, and when it hits it’s going to destroy most of the life on the surface.”

  “What’s its composition?”

  “An outer layer of ice but a core of metal and rock, and at the speed its traveling it won’t have a chance to burn up in the atmosphere. It might even penetrate to the planet’s core and split the planet.”

  “Contact Admiral Dorg and fill him in and ask for instructions.”

  It took half a drag for the admiral to be contacted, and then he appeared on the communication screen. “It appears that if we let the asteroid impact, then our work here will be over.”

  “Sir, it will kill every living thing on the planet.”


  “Then you better start the evacuation of your troops immediately. You didn’t think we were going to leave any survivors behind, did you, Admiral?”

  “But we can destroy the asteroid and execute the humans at our leisure, sir.”

  “I’ve already received a massive number of communications condemning us for executing the other humans. This way, I can rightfully claim it was an act of fate that killed them and that we did a favor to the ones we executed by a quick painless death. Quit wasting time. Evacuate your troops. If they have to leave some of their equipment behind, so be it. If we can leave quickly we can say we left the humans alive.”

  “Yes sir. Issue the orders ship leader.”

  “Sir, do you want us to exterminate the people in the concentration camps?”

  “Why waste the time and energy? They’ll be gone soon enough; there are only fourteen drags until impact, and you need all that time to move your troops off the surface.”

  “Saratoga reports that the Alliance fleet is moving away from the planet and assembling into two groups,” Lieutenant Kelley reported. “The closest group to our line of approach has eighty ships with five dreadnoughts and their supporting ships. They appear to be positioning themselves to view the impact. The others are on the backside of the planet, helping with the evacuation of the ground troops. They’re using ship transports and shuttles to supplement the troop transports.”