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over in bed and glanced at the clock on the
vanity. Seven thirty. He jumped down from the top bunk and froze as Vind’s eyes
opened. Seconds later they closed and he turned over to go back to sleep. Cy
released a breath. When they used to share a room, Vind always got mad if he
was awakened too early. He didn’t need a repeat performance from their
childhood reminding him how hateful his brother could be. Why couldn’t they
just get along like normal brothers?
    He grabbed some clean clothes and went into the tiny
bathroom. He turned the shower on and prayed he would fit in the small space,
not to mention the non-existent water pressure. Ten minutes later, he headed to
the small kitchen on their ship in search of breakfast.
    “Good morning, Master Cygan,” Alpheus greeted. “Your
parents have already eaten. May I fix you something?”
    “Do we have fowl eggs?”
    “We most certainly do,” Alpheus said.
    “Eggs and bread would be great.”
    After breakfast, Cy went to explore the other ships.
Theirs carried the royal council, scholars, scientists, the technical and
medical staff, along with enough servants to keep everyone happy. He wasn’t
sure who was on the other passenger ship, probably the military personnel. The
three ships filled with Sivadian artifacts only carried the flight crew for
their journey to the new planet.
    Every time Cy thought about Earth his stomach churned.
He hated the thought of never ruling over Sivadia. What if the new planet was
awful or ugly? Father said it was nice, but he only had the word of those who
went on the expedition ships in search of a survivable planet.
    When the Haagons first began destroying planets within
their galaxy, it had taken years before they found anything remotely
survivable. They ended up with only two possibilities, Candorp and Earth.
Candorp was populated by a species with red and blue mottled skin. They had
brought back pictures of both planets and its inhabitants. Earth’s species
looked almost identical to Sivadians. They were called homo-sapiens or humans.
So Earth it was. The pictures of the planet looked nice enough, but it was
nowhere near as beautiful as Sivadia.
    Cy looked in the command center for his father and Oz.
They were both there, staring at the monitors. They wore the same clothing as
when he had left last night, just a little more wrinkled; their eyes were a
little redder and expressions a little tighter.
    Cy stopped next to Oz and glanced at the screen. “Have
you both been here all night?”
    “We left long enough to have breakfast,” his father
said. “Where’s your brother?”
    “He was still in bed about half an hour ago.”
    Cy glanced at the row of monitors. The unbelievable
display of destruction was massive. He recognized a community west of the
capital. Its citizens were fighting a group of Haagons, and the number of lives
lost was high.
    Oz reached and flipped on a communication link.
    “Commander Holden,” a voice echoed throughout the room.
    “Commander, this is General Ozeus. I need for you to
take as many men as you can spare and get over to the community of Palastarr
immediately. There’s a group of civilians barely holding back four Haagons.”
    “Yes, sir,” the commander said.
    Cy continued to watch the screen. A girl, who appeared
not much older than him, ran from a house. A large gun hung from a strap around
her shoulders. An older man and woman were fast on her heels, both carrying
similar weapons. All three opened fire on a Haagon who was trying to break
through a side door. This one appeared larger than the other three ravaging
other houses on the street.
    The Haagon roared and leapt toward the man, evidently
seeing him as the biggest threat. The raining bullets never fazed, or even
slowed the massive beast. It grabbed the man by the neck and twisted. His head
flung side to side as the Haagon shook him. It slammed him to the ground where
his body remained in a broken, twisted heap.
    The woman screamed and