This isn't going as well as i would have hoped... guess some stories just aren't as good as others oh well... Good or bad i have always finished my stories...so here's the next bit
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Niccolo stared at them un flinching. Harper couldn't keep his eyes from drifting back and forth between the two. It was like watching a tennis match where no body moved.
Finally Tyr grunted. "Do you have any proof at all that any of your grandeous statements are true?"
"If you are willing to follow me a bit I can show you the reason why the Drago's have doubled their attacks on your ship the Andromeda."
"Hey! How'd you know about the Andromeda!" Tyr gave him a dirty look but he refused to be silent any longer. Especially if it meant finding out why his friends might be dead and even better extracting some revenge.
Niccolo ignored him as if he wasn't there. "Well Tyr Anasazi? Do you dare?"
Tyr shouldered his weapon and nodded towards the door. "Lead on."
"Damn not the desert again." he muttered but once again he was ignored.
They walked for sometime. Niccolo never stopped once or varied his path and Tyr's weapon never moved from the small of his back. Finally, they arrived at a large enclosure that looked like it should of held livestock. It was a large area encircled by a small stone fence.
Tyr paused ten feet away. "It isn't?" he looked a little pale.
"What is it?" he whispered to Tyr.
"A Nietzschean burial ground." he replied in a low voice that was almost reverent.
Harper looked up in surprise. "I thought that Nietzscheans didn't believe in an after life?"
"We don't." replied Niccolo.
"Dead id dead." confirmed Tyr.
Harper was still confused. If dead was dead why did they act like it was sacred spot? Plus what did it have to do with the Drago Kasov's? "I don't understand?"
"The circle was meant as an exclusion. They were not pure blooded. They were half human. They were an abomination to our kind." sneered Niccolo. "You're mother knew of their secret communities. So did the Drago's. So your father brokered peace agreements while your mother hid a secret society. The Drago's found out about the mixed breeding and sought your mother out to locate the location of these mistakes. It got out of hand and the Kodiak's were destroyed."
"It's a lie." Tyr folded his arms across his chest. "We were betrayed."
"Yes, you were by your own mother's secrets. The Drago Kasov's have taken it upon them selves to maintain genetic purity. They see you living with the humans Tyr. They see you scheming and supporting the new commonwealth. They have committed genocide in the past…ethnic cleansing if you will. Now once again they see a Kodiak threatening the Nietzschean purity. They plan to destroy you and all that you stand for be fore you become to powerful. Kill the lion cub before it becomes the king."
"Why do come to tell me this? What is your motive Niccolo?"
"I am of not pure blood. I am tainted. I have no status and I am treated as an outcast. I blame you this for this…you and your blood. Now as the Drago's once again kill all that you care about. I want to watch and I want to see your face. You have destroyed my life I want to see yours demolished.
Suddenly Niccolo pulled a flexi from his pocket and activated it. The flexi showed the Andromeda under attack. It was being barraged by missiles. There was a loud creak and a finale volley of missiles. Silence for a moment followed by a large explosion.
"NOOOOOO!" screamed Harper as he leapt for Niccolo's throat.
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