Saxon Andrews - The power of a Queen

“What about ships sent to record the battle?” Danielle asked.

Kosiev rubbed his temples and said, “I don’t know how we’re going to get them.”

Tag thought for a minute and said, “Let’s try this. We know they will have to be on Earth’s side of the sun; they can’t see anything unless they are. They’ll probably want to keep a safe distance from the battle and also stay outside the jump limit to escape to safety if attacked. What if we spread the other 6,000 ships half way out between the outer system and the star drive limit and wait for them to come to us instead of jumping in on them. The moment they see a star drive breaking normal space they will jump to a new location and keep recording.”

“But how do we get in range of them without them seeing us?” Kosiev asked.

“We’ll know the moment the fleet jumps to our system. Just as they jump we’ll have our ships at the star drive limit with half of them at one edge of the sun’s view and the other half at the other edge. We’ll put them in a pattern of squares with one side being 100,000 miles then just as the Alliance fleet jumps we’ll have both groups accelerate to full speed toward each other and then shut down their power to life support only. The chances are good that the recording ships will fall close to one of the ships in our pattern as we coast toward each other. Our ships will be coasting at thirty thousand miles per second so any recording ship that enters our pattern will only take two seconds for us to power up and attack them. That’s too quick for them to jump.”

“Do you know how many recording ships they’re going to use, Danielle asked?

Tag leaned back and said, “We’ve looked hard at their fleet organization and there are eight ships that have stayed together and have taken no part in the maneuvers. We think that they are the sensor ships.”

Kosiev thought and picked a kernel out of his front teeth and said, “The other benefit is that the only ships the recording ships will see will be the ship that attacks them. They’ll have no idea how we were able to know their location.” He paused and said, “It still might not work because they’ll stay in the outer system.”

“They won’t,” said Danielle. “The Alliance leaders will want to see what caused the destruction of the last fleet and the safety of a few ships is less important to them than getting a good view. All you have to do is ask the Cainth what is the maximum range of the Alliance recording ability and measure that from our fleets’ position. Start your ships coasting along that line at that distance and you should get them. Since it’s going to take time for the Alliance fleet to move from the Star drive limit to our fleet, you have plenty of time to find them.”

Kosiev looked at Danielle for a long moment and then said, “I take it all back when you asked her about the self-destruct mechanisms. Her advice is invaluable. I’ll ask Admiral Dorg now and get that range.”

“Danielle,” Tag asked. “Have the Cainth officers been assigned to their ships?”

“Yes they have. Admiral Dorg is down in weapons now looking at our hornet magazines. Do you think they will jump early?”

“No. The Alliance was angry at the Cainth for violating their instructions so they won’t allow any deviation this time. We still have four days until they come.”

“Do you think we should ask their fleet to leave before the fighting starts?”

“What possessed you to ask that, Danielle?”

“I think that there will be members of the Alliance that will not look kindly on what they are doing to us. If we allow them to come in with no warning and then attack, then we risk losing that goodwill. You can have a ship meet them as they jump in and ask them politely to just leave; you just make sure it’s an unmanned ship.”

“Once again, another good idea I would have missed, Darling. I’ll have the ship stationed in the extreme outer system and have it jump to the Alliance’s jump coordinates once they arrive. It may be at the back of their position if they start moving immediately, but the recording ships should see and hear our broadcast. We’ll also send a feed to our Cainth brothers and see if they can’t distribute it around the Alliance. As I think about it, Oh Hi, Admiral Dorg, I see you’re back from your tour of weapons.”

“Hello Mr. Tag and Mrs. Danielle. Yes, I can see why you kicked our grumps in the last battle. Those hornets are fabulous.”

“Admiral, Danielle and I were thinking, what if we send a feed of the upcoming battle to Clan Assembly; could you arrange for the Glod to also see the feed? You can always say you had a ship you left behind after the last battle powered down and hiding to send you information on anything that we were doing.”

“I’ll try to arrange it. Are you going to destroy that imaginary ship of ours too?”

Danielle and Tag looked at each other and Tag said, “My, you are the clever one. Yes. The last video will be of one of our battleships approaching the Camera. Then we will shut off the feed. We hope you and the Glod will be the only two that will actually see the battle. We have a plan to kill the ships sent to record from the Alliance.”

“Now who’s being clever? Tell me how you’re going to do that. But first let me get some of this wonderful food you call popcorn. If no one else does, I want exclusive trade rights on this product. We’ll all get rich.”

Tag and Danielle laughed and Danielle said, “Let me show you what happens when we put an elixir called butter on it.”

State Leader Sten sat with the Vgrig Warmaster and wanted to run from the room. The Vgrig looked like one of ancient earths gargoyles. He had wings and long fangs with long claws on his ten fingered hands. He was red in color and was over 8 feet tall with a silver plume of feathers on top of his head. Sten felt certain that he would represent a great trophy for this violent warrior but if he attacked me he would lose the opportunity to kill many others during the upcoming occupation of Earth. He had two armed soldiers in the room anyway; you can’t be too safe; this was a very dangerous race. Most members of the Alliance totally voided the Vgrig. “Warmaster, I can’t pronounce your name so if you don’t mind, I’ll address you by your title.”

“That would be fine; I assume I’m here to get my instructions.”

“Yes you are. You are to occupy the planet and take control of these Humans. Use whatever methods you choose. They destroyed one of our fleets and need to have a lesson taught but first I want you to capture one of their warships and send it back to us for study. I want that done before you do anything else.”

“I may have to occupy the planet and kill a few before they give one up. Don’t limit my options.”

Sten thought for a moment, “You’re right. If they surrender they probably won’t have one near the planet. Do whatever you think is necessary; just get me that ship.”

The Warmaster smiled and Sten felt a chill go thru him. “Oh, I’m sure they’ll give you anything you ask for State Leader by the time we’re done.”

“Yes, well… good hunting, Warmaster.”

“State Leader, we don’t hunt, we kill.”

Admiral Dorg commed Tgon-Gee and the ambassador answered quickly. “I did as you suggested and the Alliance released us from their invasion plans. They must really be upset with these humans; they replaced us with the Vgrig. Some day someone is going to have to exterminate that race. When they can’t kill others; they kill themselves.”

“That’s good news about your release, Dorg said. “I was wondering if you might want to do something that our Alliance friends might not approve.”

Tgon-Gee looked at the Admiral, “Here it comes again. Just what is that, Admiral?”