Saxon Andrew - Escape to Earth-The Legacy of a Conqueror

The new battleships were far more powerful and faster than the older ships and their beams were devastating. Those ships were capable of killing the Silver Ships if they could fire on it and keep it locked in the beam longer than a second. Chris saw thousands of blasted silver hulls floating in space. But he never saw a Silver Ship destroyed, they moved too fast to be followed by their tracking systems.

Allison came over and pressed some buttons on Chris’s panel. The display moved back ten minutes. It slowed to super slow motion and they watched the battle at a speed they could follow. They saw a Silver Ship twist at an impossible angle and bore in on a huge Black Warship. It fired its DE Beam and the black ship exploded into two pieces. The Silver Ship was then hit by a Legend disruptor beam and its force field collapsed. The beam hit the hull but the Silver Ship changed course in a radical turn that prevented the disruptor from tracking it. They followed the Silver Ship and once it was out of the disruptor beam, its force field reappeared and it twisted away from another beam fired at it. “Chris, those newer Legend Battleships are a match for the Silver Ships.”

“Not really.”

“Yes they are.”

“Allison, if you put one of their ships up against a Silver Ship, they would lose every time.” Allison stared at him shaking her head and Chris said, “Did you see the new mini-atomic subs designed to deliver a single missile.”

“You mean before Lukas showed up?”

“Yes.”

“They are incredibly fast and nimble. Nothing in the Russian or Chinese Navy could catch them.”

“I remember.”

“But it would be impossible for that sub to catch a bottle nosed dolphin, even though it had a higher speed.” Allison stared at him. Chris nodded at the display, “That’s what’s happening out there. The sub’s pilot would have to operate its controls and move it via flaps and propellers. The Dolphin would just swim away from it. The sub operator could not match the mammal’s reaction time or its turning ability.” Chris shook his head, “Oh, they’ll get lucky and manage to hit some of them with more than one beam and some Silver Ships will die. But they stand no chance of matching their maneuverability. The Silver Ships are simply flying in space without thought about it. They focus on the enemy ships and react to what they see. The Legend’s crews have to turn steering wheels, turn nobs, press buttons, and all the other things that a crew have to do to fight a ship. They’ll never match the speed and quickness of an intelligent starship.”

Chris pressed the ‘Live Button’ and Allison saw the flashes of the Silver Ships on the screen. She couldn’t see them. Chris smiled, “Neither can the Legends’ Crews.” She looked at him and he smiled, “I don’t have to look at your thoughts to know what you were thinking.”

Loree broke into his display, “Chris, the Legends are calling for help.”

“Let Jinks know and tell him to get his units fired up.” Loree nodded and disappeared from his display.

“What do you think is going to happen?”

“Whatever it is, I think all of us are going to be shocked by it.”

“I really hope you’re wrong,” but Allison knew he was probably right.

The Legend Leader watched his fleets being decimated above the planet and he said, “I’m calling for help.”

“If you do we will be punished for losing control.”

“Would you rather be dead?”

“We can fight our way out.”

“And go where? Either way, the Lords will know we’ve failed. LORD, WE ARE UNDER ATTACK AND OUR DEFENSES WILL SOON BE OVERRUN!”

“WHAT!! SHOW ME!!” The Legend Leader sent the mental images of what had happened and the LORD was enraged, “YOU INCOMPETENTS! WE ARE COMING!!”

Loree and her Goran Scout watched the galaxies that were bunched up in a distant star cluster and saw a massive wave of warships start moving out of them. The wave didn’t pause to form up but just began moving at high speed toward M-87. Loree looked at the Goran, “Evidently their tools are better trained than the ones here.”

The Goran nodded, “It appears you are right. Twenty galaxies are sending warships.”

“Send what we’re seeing to Chris and Admiral Jekins.” The Grogan nodded and continue to stare at the monitor.

The Grogan said, “The giant Black Ships leading each of those formations are not moving ahead of the tools they’re bringing with them. Their black warships are also holding formation around them.”

Loree stared at the wave that continued to grow as millions of ships came out of the galaxies and formed into one giant flood of ships. She sighed and said, “Let them know the wave will arrive in about two hours.” The Goran nodded.

The last Legend battleship died an hour and a half later. Piper looked at the white mist glowing in his ship and said, “The warriors have destroyed all the disruptors on the surface that could fire at you. It’s time for you to go and introduce yourself.”

“What are you going to do?”

“All of my family are going out to meet the attacking force coming to save them.”

“How large is it?”

“You really don’t want to know. I’ll wait for you here.”

Pat left Piper and moved toward the surface of the planet and he had to admit the warriors had really done a number on the planet. The land around the Legends’ Residence looked like the surface of a moon with too many craters to count. He could see the Legends gathered in their central chamber and he smiled.

Lukas sat in fleet operations and watched Averel’s thoughts as the Goran Scouts reported in. He saw the massive wave of ships moving toward M-87 and knew there was going to be a massive loss of life. He shook his head and looked at the floor. There were just too many. He looked at Averel, “Show me a closer view of the fleets moving in.” The image appeared in his mind and he was stunned at the sized of the giant Legend Ships. They were as large as some moons. He looked at Averel, “How many of those giant ships are coming?”

“There’s one for every galaxy sending ships.”

“Show me one again.” The image appeared in his mind and he saw the giant ship was in the center of the giant fleets accompanying them. All of their Black Warships surrounded them and his eyes narrowed. He looked up, “Are you seeing this?”

The Sentinel Leader said, “I am. The numbers are staggering.”

“You must go to where Pat is now!”

“Why. Those ships have disruptor beams that can kill us, as well.”

“The difference between you and the Legends is you aren’t afraid of acting. Now do as I ask. You owe us this!”

“But…”

“If you are placed in danger, flee. But go there now!” Lukas listened but the Sentinel’s thought pattern had disappeared.

Pat arrived at the residence of the Legends and he swept into the room. He immediately hit thirty of them with an extended piece of his aura and they screamed as they fell to the floor and began withering into a fading blue glow. The Legend Leader screamed!

All of the assembled fleets waited in the void outside the edge of M-87 and saw the approaching tsunami of ships moving toward them. They were still far out of scanner range but the wave was so large it could be seen covering the void as far as the scanners could see. He heard Medley say, “Admiral, all of my family members are here and we are going to wait outside the coming ships. When they arrive, we will go after the Legends in those fleets.”

“That would be good. All ships, go to combat operations. You will hold your positions until I order the attack.”