“No, I don’t see that. They will be psychic but not at the level you and I will become.”
“Cassie, I sense that your mind is different from mine. You feel…I don’t know…smarter.”
“I am my Father’s Daughter and you know how smart Carter is. He is the third element in our development that has also been developing for thousands of years. He is like a Catalyst. He is what will make our union truly dangerous.”
“When we finally come together, will I finally be able to understand what you’re saying?”
“Yes. Your mind will be changed in a remarkable way. I am already feeling great excitement for what you are going to become. I know we’re destined for each other and I have no choice in being with you but I want you to know that if psychic powers didn’t exist, I would still choose you to love. You are so remarkable.”
Trey saw her in his mind and smiled, “You are so much a part of me now. I feel you wherever I go and the feeling is what makes me whole. I know I should be angry at a force that caused my parents to have to die but I’m not.”
“There’s a reason for that, Trey.”
“What is that, Cassie?”
“I’m the gift to you to make up for your loss.”
Trey smiled, “I think my parents understood at the end what was happening. I know they knew their time was over and they faced it bravely. I felt their love and know they were complete. You were right that night.”
“What?”
“I already love you more.”
Cassie smiled and Trey held her feelings in his heart. He stood and walked over to the practice field and Grang said, “The Flyers are improving.”
“Are you looking forward to getting back into the fray?”
Grang smiled and nodded.
“It won’t be much longer, Father.”
“Good.”
Kreen and Day looked down on a planet that looked like the surface was alive. An entire continent was covered with billions of the wasp creatures. “Can you get a closer view?”
The view changed and they watched as ships landed and started moving bodies of paralyzed captives into shuttles that took them down small avenues between mile after mile of small discs on the planet’s surface. The shuttle would stop and the Wasps would lift a body from the shuttle as another Wasp moved forward and stung it. They noticed that every one of the Wasps stinging the bodies had swollen abdomens. Once the body was stung it was lowered into a tube and a cap was placed on top of it. The workers then moved to the next tube to continue the process. Kreen changed the view to another area and they saw caps being pushed up by Wasps that were half the size of the adults. Once they emerged, the adults would put a device on top of the tube and suck out a dried out husk. The remains were thrown on a large vehicle that transported them to a building where they were dumped into a container that moved into the building.
Day took a deep breath, “This is not a good thing, Kreen.”
“They have no choice but to operate this way.”
“What do you mean? They’re killing millions of intelligent beings.”
“What happens if they don’t?”
Day thought about the question and saw where Kreen was going, “Then their population will decrease.”
“This is their only way to reproduce. They must have a host for their eggs and remember that the Wasp on the other planet was in agony to find a host when its abdomen was swollen. This is not an option for them.” Kreen paused, “Are they dangerous; absolutely. Are they evil; no they aren’t? They only took enough from the last planet to meet their needs and left many behind to start over. They are not eradicating any species; they’re just trying to survive.”
“Maybe so, but I wouldn’t want to be on a planet they invaded.”
“They would leave my species alone. We’re too big to fit in those tubes.”
“Oh, I’m sure they could make one to fit you.”
“They could, but they wouldn’t. It would be a horrible waste of real estate. Look at your data on wasps again and you’ll see that only one egg per host; two would end up eating each other.”
Day stared at the nightmare on the planet and said, “We should report back. I don’t know if I’ll ever get this image out of my mind.”
“It’s not so bad, Day.”
Day snorted, “This coming from a carnivore.”
Kreen smiled, “That does have a way of changing one’s perspective.”
“Get us out of here.”
The Flyer disappeared.
Paul watched an invasion fleet attacking a civilized planet. The planet didn’t have space travel and could only launch missiles from the surface that were hit by the attacking ship’s beams before they could clear the atmosphere. The Grey Ships sat in orbit and rained nuclear destruction down on the planet. The beings on the planet were defenseless and the ships showed them no mercy. Every city and concentration of population, even small ones, was hit by high energy beams or a nuclear bomb. The attack lasted two days and at the end, nothing could be seen alive on the planet. The Grey Ships scanned the planet and, satisfied they had killed everything they could find, turned and began moving out of orbit.”
Paul looked at Grej and said, “It appears they have no reason to be here except to kill the inhabitants of that planet.”
“I traced them here from six planets that they killed just like this one. They just show up and kill everything.”
“It looks like the fleet is dividing up into three units. I want you to take the one on the left.” Paul called in two more Flyers, “Each of you take one of the other two units and follow them. We still have a week left and I want to know what these ships are going to do and where their home world is located. Let’s hope one of those units is heading home.”
Paul jumped back to the assembly point and saw eight more probes had arrived. He decided that this universe was not a safe place to live. Perhaps the Flyers could change that.
Timmy, Virze, TK, Paul, Jingos, Grang, Jingo, and Trey looked at the display on the wall in the conference room on the top floor of the Capital Building on New Hope. They watched recordings of seven different species that were attacking other civilizations. The Grey Ships were the last one viewed and were clearly the most aggressive.
“I’m not so sure the Red Demons weren’t right about eliminating intelligent life. I understand there are six more aggressive civilizations that take slaves which are not included in this recording.”
Jingo slowly nodded, “There are many species that are very aggressive in that universe, Your Majesty.”
“Where do we start?”
“The Grey Ships are the most violent and they have taken complete control of three galaxies. I think they should be where our initial efforts are directed.”
Trey looked around the table and said, “What are your thoughts about the Wasps?”
Timmy looked at Trey and was amazed at the maturity of the twelve year old. He just acted, and sounded, much older. “They are certainly dangerous to other species. We need to handle them after the Grey Ships. Why do you ask?”
“I’ve had a discussion with Kreej’s son about them and I want to attempt something before we take any action.”
Timmy frowned, “Trey, I’m not willing to place you in danger.”
“That’s ok, Your Majesty. I can do it all by myself without your assistance.”
Grang tried not to smile but couldn’t help himself. Jingo saw him and had to turn away from the table to clear his throat to hide his.”
“Trey, I’m serious about this.”
