experimenting with hovering inside the protection of her force field. She’d erect it and then move the bubble around with her inside of it. She floated upwards slowly and then moved towards the fray. Hank crept forward cautiously; more afraid of what he might do than of what might be done to him.
Stragglers
The First Mate turned to Shaylo and said urgently, “Sir, I just received several signal pings from armored suits on the surface of the planet.”
Shaylo cocked his head to the side. “Did the humans hack the armor open? I didn’t think they had the intelligence to do that.”
“No. The biometrics driving them are ours. Our people from the first wave are still alive down there.”
“What are they doing?”
“I’ll open a visual.” She dialed in on the armored suit locations and zoomed in through the cloud layer. They were all clustered close together. There were several dozen suits in flight and they were battling humans.
There were three humans there too, giving off unusual biological signatures that messed with the sensors. It took her a moment to realize that they were three of the four super humans she’d been keeping tabs on. How was that possible? She’d just checked on their locations and they were nowhere near the skirmish moments ago.
Shaylo interpreted the readouts before she had a chance to explain them.
He said, “Keep this screen up. I want to see what those humans are capable of.”
“Should I send a detachment to assist our people?”
“Nope. If those men perish fighting, then justice will be served for their failure.”
“I understand.”
A light flashed on her console. It was a distress call from below. She patched in and listened to it. A Captain had survived as a prisoner of the humans. She’d recently escaped with a small detachment of men and was fighting back. She was asking for reinforcements. The Captain rambled on about prisoners and super humans and bloody victory so much so that the First Mate had to disengage if only to save her sanity. The Captain had gone slightly mad during her captivity on the Earth.
She thought about telling Shaylo about the distress call the Captain of the first wave had sent but she knew how he would respond to that. It would infuriate him and he would tell her to cut the link and let them all die like warriors.
To avoid his ire she cut the link without mentioning it to him.
Bloody Fight
Jack used his teleportation power to separate a Grey’s body in half. He simply teleported one half away from the other half. He knew it was cruel, but it was the quickest, easiest way to take them out.
He turned his attention to the next closest Grey and did the same thing. The upper torso fell slowly to meet the trunk Jack had already teleported to the ground.
With that, the Greys finally noticed him and regrouped. The human ground troops took the opportunity to fall back to safety.
Jack scanned the bodies that littered the ground. There were dozens of them and all but two were human. It had been a total bloodbath.
He watched with an odd detachment as the Greys flew up to meet him. He knew he might die, but a part of him didn’t care much anymore. On rare occasions he found himself immune to fear and this was one such occasion.
He noticed the taller spindly Grey wave its arms at the other Greys, giving them orders. Jack focused on that one and teleported it a mile to the west. Removing the leader would throw the others into disarray, he hoped. Then he vanished too, to join it. He barely knew what he was doing, but he just thought there had to be a better way to figure this out than to continue killing each other.
Because he’d teleported it from a distance, it wasn’t exactly where he thought it would be. He had much better control when he was touching the object to be teleported so it didn’t surprise him to find his aim was way off.
The armored Grey looked around bewildered as he flashed towards it across the ground. He held his
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