The Legend of Earth

“I am done,” she called out.

The two Kracori entered. “That was quick. Where are you?” one of them asked as they entered the tent.

“Right here,” Sherri said as she swung the wrench with all her might. The solid metal tool struck the head of the closest Kracori sending him slumping to the ground. She swung again yet the second Kracori had time to raise his arm in self-defense. Still, the wrench carried a powerful impact and the alien fell backwards, landing on the ground at the feet of John Tindal. The Navy SEAL reached out with his unbound legs and clamped them around the head of the Kracori. Before he could resist, Sherri brought the heavy end of the wrench down directly on the chest of the alien. All the air was expelled from his lungs and his eyes grew wide. Tindal kicked the creature away, and Sherri finished him off with a skull-crushing final swing of the wrench.

“Great job, Sherri,” Lt. Tobias whispered, “if somewhat disgusting.”

Sherri smiled and then ran over to the unconscious Kracori she’d hit first. He was the one who had unlocked her bindings earlier. After rifling through his pockets she emerged with the key, and moments later they were all free.

Only one of the Kracori had been armed and within seconds Tobias had the MK gripped firmly in his hand.

“We have to find Adam,” Sherri said desperately, hoping they were not too late.

“Roger that,” Tobias said. “The sounds came from the left. I’ll take point. It’s dark out now, but not totally, so be careful. Move out.”

Outside the tent all seemed quiet. With the moons of Juir and the stars of the Milky Way so prominent, it could barely be referred to as dark, yet it was still enough to provide them some cover. The cheering within the other tent had ceased a while ago; most of the Kracori had now either retired to the tents or moved inside the spaceships and their living quarters.

They covered the distance to the next tent without a problem, but found it to only contain partitioned rooms with no one inside.

At the next tent, Tobias pulled back a small section of the entrance flap and gazed inside, with Sherri practically on his back looking inside as well. There they saw just a large open space with rows of empty seats off to the right. And near the center of the open area lay the unconscious body of Adam Cain, a heavy metal chain running from him to the tent’s center pole.

Tobias looked back at the rest of them all clustered behind him. “It’s Cain,” he whispered. “And he’s alive.”

“How do you know that?” Sherri asked, concern dripping from her voice.

He smiled. “’Cause I don’t think they’d chain up a corpse.”

He looked inside again, this time sweeping the full interior for any signs of the Kracori. When he was sure there were none, he flipped back the canvas and ran towards Adam, followed closely by the others. Tindal maintained watch at the doorway.

Sherri crouched down and lifted Adam’s head. She felt his carotid artery and found a pulse. His face was badly bruised and blood was caked below his nose. She slapped his face a couple of times — lightly — and could see his eyeballs move under the lids. Slowly Adam opened his eyes. Focusing in on Sherri, he tried to smile, then grimaced with pain.

“That didn’t go exactly as planned,” he finally managed to eke out.

“Anything broken?” Sherri asked as she helped him sit up.

“I don’t think so.” Adam expanded his focus to find Tobias and Riyad staring at him, looks of concern on their faces. “Are you guys free, or did they just throw us all in the same jail somewhere?”

“We’re free — for now,” Tobias said. “But we have to get out of here soon.”

Adam batted his eyes a few more times, as the cobwebs began to clear from his mind — and then he suddenly surged forward and grabbed Tobias by the shirt. “They’re going to nuke the Earth, Andy!” he cried out, far too loudly considering their current location.

“They’re what?”

“Jonnif told me the Kracori are going to nuke the planet so that the fleet will return to Earth instead of coming here.”

“When?”

“He said very soon, within days.”

Tobias followed the chain binding Adam to the center pole and then back to Adam’s wrists. The chain was thick and a hefty-looking lock secured it. “Rutledge, Riyad, grab hold of that chain link there.” He lifted the chain and all three men took hold of one of the links. “Now pull!”

All three men grunted and gritted their teeth until they saw a small separation begin to appear in the link. A few more groans and they’d pulled the link far enough apart so they could break the chain. Adam was still shackled in heavy metal cuffs but at least now they could leave the tent.

“We have to make contact with Earth, let them know about the attack,” Adam said between swollen lips.

“How do we do that,” Sherri asked as they helped Adam to his feet.

“Direct communication with Earth is impossible without comm buoys having already been laid,” Jym said, his tiny body nearly lost among the much taller Humans.

“What about the fleet?” Adam asked. “They’ve been laying buoys since they left.”

“Yes, that might work, but they are many thousands of light years away. Not knowing the comm frequencies for them, we would have to be much closer than we are now to make contact through traditional means.”

“Then we’re just going to have to take one of these ships,” said Riyad Tarazi matter-of-factly. As the former leader of the Fringe Pirates, absconding with a stolen spaceship was second nature to him.

“Target one of the smaller ones in the back,” Adam said, feeling now as though he may have a few bruised or cracked ribs. “We’re going to have to lift off without causing too much alarm.”

With the others helping him, Adam made it to the main entrance to the tent, and then before heading out into the open, he turned to Tobias and asked, “How did you get away?”

Andy Tobias grinned. “Sherri raised such a shit-storm that they just had to let us go.”

“She did what … they just let you go?”

Riyad put his hand on Adam’s shoulder. “Let’s save that for another time. The clock is ticking, my friend.”

They moved single file out of the tent and along its perimeter, crouched down in what shadows they could find. Across the wide landing field they could see a number of the Klin spaceships looking like gigantic metal mushrooms reflecting the light of Juir’s moons. There were no security lights around the ships; that would have only highlighted them for any Juirean counterattack, even though that possibility was virtually nil at the time. Only a few stray Kracori still walked the grounds and none of them appeared to be on sentry duty. Such was the Kracori’s confidence in their position on the planet.

“In the back there, that’s one of those A’s with a crew of around twenty-five.” Adam said. He looked around at the rest of his team. “How many weapons do we have?”

Tobias held up his single MK-17 and grinned. “That’s it — one gun?” Adam said. He took a deep, painful breath. “These are not your typical run-of-the-mill aliens we’re dealing with. They’re strong, fast and tough. About the only advantage I see we have going for us is that they don’t know squat about martial arts. No offense Sherri, but they fight like girls.”

Sherri sent him a smirk and patted his cheek. “Not all girls.”

“I hear that.” He tried to flash a smile through his broken lips but failed miserably. “But we’ll have the element of surprise. Kaylor, Jym, stay back in the access shaft until we get the ship secured. Okay — let’s roll.”

They darted from shadow to shadow under the forest of Klin starships, which always appeared to be much bigger once you got close to them. At the last one on the field, sitting almost half a klick from the cluster of tents, they crouched near the sliding entry door on the extended pedestal under the ship. The door was shut but there would be no reason to require a security code to open it. Rutledge slapped the operating panel and the door