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POV Hawk:
I lowered the guns on the Phoenix, "The end of this battle came around quicker than I thought" I commented sadly as I watched the last enemy ship burn up in the atmosphere below us. I let go of the handles and walked out of the foot holds. The captain looked at me and waited for the system to reset.
"What's the next move, Chief?" He asked when it was done.
I sat down in my chair, breathed and said, "I was pulled into this. I don't know what the conflict was before the fight broke out."
"We fought off one fleet of the army that wants to attack this planet," He pointed to the massive planet we were facing. Half of it crosses through the view of the window. "They want this planet for its gold supply but the planet is living in a very unstable state. They won't be able to fight them off."
"What army wants to attack this planet?" I asked, pushing a few buttons on my arm rest. A screen displayed the archives. I went to the treaties. "Are they breaking a treaty?"
"Dounen wants the planet. Elaiyras won't break their own 'no war' law." The captain reported.
"Well, if Dounen lands on Elaiyras, they break their treaty further with us." I said as I looked at their file. "Elaiyras isn't in our system so I'm not sure what that entails."
"We don't get further involved?" Another member asked.
I didn't look up from the screen, "I don't know. Take this to the council. That's all I can say."
"We could ask the Dounen Representative why they want the planet," Another suggested.
"That's true. If they know something, they're legally obligated to tell us." I commented thoughtfully. "Let's get back to HQ."
The captain turned the ship around and warped us back. We broke from warp drive and lowered us into Repair Doc 3. The air lock shut above us and the base locked into place on the arms that lowered us onto the floor.
I got out of my chair and followed the captain out after he made sure everything was shut off. "Take your report to Head Council. They'll help you talk to the entire council later." I told the captain as we walked down the ramp and onto the floor.
I was ambushed with memories of Mark and wondered if I should check in on him. I looked at my phone. "It's been four days on Earth…"
"Four days since what?" Someone asked as they approached me. The speaker stopped in front of me and saluted. I looked at the new solider. He stood taller than he's meant to stand. His species stands on, what would be our toes, with a bend in their legs and a slight crouch in their posture. They were meant to be intimidating and a species to be feared. But that's all history now.
"Oh, hey, Vicerez." I saluted. I laughed softly. "I can't believe how good you look on the good side." His uniform fit well.
He smiled his toothy grin. Vicerez has a dark past with us, well, his species does. Vicerez himself is a good guy. He's tall and mostly skeletal. Skin faintly grew on his hands and feet. His face had started to actually look like a face rather than a skull partially covered in skin. "The good side looks good on me huh?" He spun in a circle. His tail followed him and landed on the floor behind him when he finished.
"Yes, it does." I paused, "I'm sorry to hear about your brother." His brother was imprisoned with him a few years ago. We found him dead in his personalized prison cell a month ago. I haven't seen Vicerez until now.
"He was evil, even for my species." He replied, "In the end he wasn't my brother I'd grown up with." He lowered his white gun and moved to put its handle on the ground. It slipped and it crashed loudly, echoing across the room. He looked at it and sighed, "I guess that's why they gave me a beginner gun…" he trailed off. "I'm not used to weapons and not very likely to use one."
"Well," I started as I bent over to pick it up. I looked at it. "It's one that you can't hurt anyone with, that's for sure." I pointed to a few things. "It's locked." I handed it to him, "It's basically a prop."
He straightened up with it, "That makes me feel better."
"No, you can't hurt anyone," I smiled. "Get back to your post."
He nodded and returned to it. I looked around the room and saw the mechanics get to work on the repairs. There were two people behind the glass window observing everything and controlling the robotic arms. The doors slid open and I saw Lieutenant Linalool waiting for me. She stood as proper as ever. This time she stood with a cup of coffee in her hand that I could smell from here.