"Ah. I remember a time when all this fighting was not needed. A time before you or even your parents were born. We lived wonderfully in our big cities and small towns. We had everything. We were at the top of the world. At least, our world. Until they came. They came and ruined everything. They destroyed our cities. They destroyed all technology and evidence of our advancements. Now we are reduced to mere slaves, and the Aopytes use us to build their cities and buildings." Darius looked at the old man with a puzzled look. Was he really that old? The Aopytes attacked earth over 100 years ago. "Darius. It's time. Do you know the signal?" the general was waiting for the right time to attack the nearest Aopyte camp. They were to liberate the camp and order the prisoners to head west through the desert where they would meet our forces. "Yes. I'm ready," he replied. Though he wasn't. As he looked around, he saw hundreds of people, big and small, who knew nothing of their plan to liberate. All they knew is a patrol was going out that night. Night fell. "Darius. Are you sure you want to do this?" asked general Harper. "Yes. You're paying me aren't you?" "If you survive." Darius was about to ask what he meant but a siren sounded. "Well, time to go" "Yah. Time to go." Darius sighed under his breath. "You know what the sign is?" questioned Harper. "Yah. Let's go." And they were off, going separate ways down the sewer tunnel. The sewer was the only place the Aopytes either didn't know about, or didn't care about. Either way, it was a safe place for free humans. As Darius walked, he watched the children getting in bed at the sound of the siren. 'How amazing,' he thought, 'Even though they live a horrible life, they are still happy.' He found what he was looking for. As he climbed up the ladder, his sword clinked on his belt. He'd have to fix that before he went into the camp. The Aopytes had excellent hearing. Up, through the sewer grate, he saw the desert. Although it was nighttime, the Aopytes had burned holes in the o-zone, causing great heat at night, and greater heat in the day. Starting to sweat, he headed off across thee sand dunes. 'This will be my last job,' he thought, 'before we are free and I can go somewhere else. Or maybe.' He looked around. Under some of the sand dunes he saw tops of city ruins. 'Maybe I can help build this place up. For a price.' He smiled. For a price. At last he saw it. The last sand dune before the camp. He climbed up the dune until he saw the camp, then lay down. He would see the signal from here. About a half hour later, he saw a bright flare about 50km past the camp. Darius picked up his things and started walking again. The plan was that he would sneak into the camp and assassinate the camp general. Then, the small army that the human had would charge in and destroy every Aopyte in the camp. After, liberation. The prisoners would head west in the desert until they reached Akiuki, probably the only city not destroyed. There was something over there that the Aopytes couldn't breath. "Hahkoig. Hytuidfreef hreteraku loncha!(it's time to eat lunch!)" Darius slumped into the corner. He absolutely did not want to be seen until the general was dead. If General Kyukilo was dead, the soldiers would be easier to fight for they wouldn't have any orders. There it was. The officer's tent. Slowly, he made his way to the entrance. Slowly. Always in the shadows.