probe to the Choten-Zan Temple.”
“Yes, Sire. It appears there might be a link between them and the ones we’re chasing.”
“What makes you believe that?”
“They’re turning on their scanners to follow our efforts to find the humans. That means they know who they are.”
“Did it ever dawn on you that you have had running blaster battles on more than ten planets? Do you not think they would want to know what you’re up to?”
The Leader stared at the Principal and shook his head, “No, in the scope of the universe our battles have represented less than nothing.”
“Why did you not clear sending the probes with me before you issued those orders?”
“I didn’t think there would be a problem. Those priests don’t possess any technology that would threaten us.”
“I have received a message from their High Priest that sending our probe to their Temple in violation of their privacy is an act of war. The probe you sent has been destroyed.”
“Sire?”
“No, we don’t know how they did it. However, I’ve had six hundred civilizations contact me asking why we’ve violated the Choten-Zan’s privacy.” The Yellow Military Leader stared at the Principal as he said, “You are reduced two levels. I will not reduce you a third.”
The display went dark and he knew that he would not be reduced again because he would be dead before that happened. Everyone on the huge bridge heard the exchange and quickly looked at the self-destruct circuit on the back wall. It was flashing yellow. Even the huge Leader remained silent for an hour UNTIL it stopped flashing. That was a message everyone on the giant ship understood. He knew there had to be a link between the Choten-Zan and the humans…but that was one lead he would not follow. He blew out a breath and yelled, “FIND ME THOSE TWO HUMANS!”
• • •
Whippet was sitting on a chair when Grant and Cinny entered the landing bay on their scooter, “Well, how did it go?”
Cinny smiled, “We were met with some opposition but we managed to get the key.”
“I hope your opposition wasn’t serious; the Choten-Zan are not someone you want against you.”
Grant tilted his head, “Why do you say that?”
“I knew a trader that took pay for a load of tools from them and then sold them to a third party after pocketing their money. One of their priests found him on a backwater planet and left his remains there to be buried. I have no idea how they found him, but they did.”
“One of the higher ranking priests had an issue with giving us the key but the High Priest intervened and forced the issue. He also told us that we may visit any time we choose.”
Whippet made a high pitched whistle, “You actually met the High Priest? You two really are something out of the ordinary. How did you get him to see you?”
Cinny looked at Grant and shrugged, “Grant threatened to burn the painting of their founder if we weren’t given what belonged to us.”
Whippet’s snout fell open. He stared at Grant and said, “Tell me she’s joking.”
“No, that’s about the size of it. Fortunately, I didn’t have to carry through on my threat.” Whippet shook his head and Grant started walking out of the landing bay, “Let’s go see what we have.”
• • •
They arrived on the bridge and took a seat as Grant inserted the key into the slot on the control panel. A hologram of a female appeared on the bridge and began speaking, “Hello and welcome to the accumulated information on our beautiful planet, Earth. If you will place the transfer helmets on, I will start the presentation.”
Cinny looked up, “Do we have transfer helmets?”
“Your military helmets will make the connection.”
“Do you have a helmet for our guest?”
“I am not authorized to transfer information to anyone that is not of your species.”
Grant looked at Cinny as Whippet looked up, “Who is authorized to make the transfer to another species?”
“Both pilots must make the
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