The War on Sirius B - Part 4 (Fiction)
“The war on Sirius B is over when I say it’s over! I’d rather wipe out the entire blue-coded genetic imprint than sit on the Grand Council and ignore who’s really in charge of the interplanetary game,” shouted Admiral DeverX upon his departure from Galactic XT.
“Calm yourself down Admiral or else …”
“Or else what? Do you think you can sit back forever and expect all of us to continue to comply? I’ve watched this game of cosmic chess long enough. Captain Vhal intends to convince the Grand Council to help the Sirians recoup. And I wouldn’t be far off if I presumed that you had first-hand information on Tony Marshall’s current location either,” continued the Admiral in a furious tone.
“That’s enough Admiral. A line in the sand was drawn last time you raised your voice and now you crossed that line. You’re discharged. Please escort the Admiral back to Galactic XT and make sure he gets a fair trial,” was the prompt answer of a wise being with an elongated blue head sitting in the back of the Grand Council.
*****
“Sir, I’ve got some disturbing news.”
“What’s up, Captain?”
“Admiral DeverX was discharged. He left Galactic XT this morning. I’ll replace him, but that’s not why I contacted you. I have intel on his new location. He joined the Draco Reptilians.”
“Thank you, Captain Vhal, and congratulations on being appointed an Admiral. I’ll update the Royal family accordingly.”
Tony knew what was about to unfold. He trained for this event his entire life and was ready for the ultimate battle. Sirius B suffered tremendously from the war and needed serious help to recover. Fighting the Draco Reptilians required sophisticated sound and light weapons, as well as new intergalactic alliances with resilient warrior species.
*****
“Tony, thank you for getting my sister and brother home safe.”
“Always at your service, Enik. On another note, I’ve forged a new alliance with the Lyran Felines that seem to be scattered across the multiverse. Upon Admiral Vhal’s request, the Grand Council has agreed to facilitate strategic partnerships with warrior species from other planets, sub-planets, and galaxies. Tomorrow, I’m meeting Kyro to inspect his newest delivery. We are prepared to fight the Draco and push them out of our galaxy once and for all.”
“When will they attack?”
“Soon, very soon.”
*****
“All rise. Salute Emperor Draco.”
The walls of the mighty castle trembled as a massive Reptilian walked across the main hallway and sat down on a chair made of rocks, leaving space for his gigantic tail to swing left and right.
His eyes were pitch black and shiny. His vision was sharp. Lying and hiding was not an option in front of this ruthless creature. He ruled many galaxies and controlled a plethora of resources across the multiverse. His ability to shape-shift, transform, and transmute energy made him a ferocious enemy.
Emperor Draco was a master of sales and negotiation, a fearless galactic being with remarkable capabilities. His DNA gave him access to parts of the Angelic realm, thus setting him apart from all other Reptilian species. It is said that his ancestors have been around for billions of years, associating his lineage with the Fallen Angels. Darkness was his biggest strength, evil his deadly weapon.
“Emperor, I’m honored to help your Reptilian cavalry decimate Sirius B and its allies,” said former Admiral DeverX bowing down in front of the Reptilian gathering.
“I don’t need your help,” shouted the Emperor after a brief moment of silence.
“You win or die. This is the rule of the Draco,” continued the Emperor.
“Long live Emperor Draco,” the crowd shouted.
To be continued ...
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