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Authors: Mikayla Lane
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are? What we’ve been doing here? What he’s protecting?” Leif asked, turning his body so quickly towards True that she was a little startled.
True didn’t expect him to sound so angry about his own grandfather, and now that the history lesson was over, she was really interested in what he had to say.
“No, who are you and what are you doing here?” she asked, hoping he’d actually tell her something useful.
Leif snorted and moved over to a closet, opened both doors and gestured inside. True had expected weapons—hell, even a body—but
all she could see was long rows of generic looking dark suits and shoes.
True couldn’t imagine what the suits had to do with anything bad except. . .
“You’re politicians? Lawyers?” she asked.
Leif snorted.
“Ever hear of the shadow groups stealing crashed craft and scaring the humans into silence? The Men in Black?”
True looked at him and looked at the closet and laughed so hard tears streamed down her face. She looked at the blond giant with his now-singed hair and tried to picture him as some intimidating “man in black,” and she roared with renewed laughter.
Leif sighed.
“This is serious, firefly. We have exactly 24 hours after a UFO event to get the scene under control before we lose all hope of it and face potential exposure to the humans. Every hour that passes gives more humans a chance to take video and get it on the Internet. And it gives the real US military time to get here. We’re down to 20 hours left before we’re all exposed to the entire world. And our enemies.”
Leif walked over to a screen and flipped it on, scrolling through live feeds until he left one on the screen. True stared at it, her laughter slowing to a complete stop as she moved closer to the screen.
True stared in wonder at a cavern the size of the docking bay in Dillon filled with what appeared to be repaired Balal ships and other ships she’d never seen before. He allowed her to flip through the live images, showing a vast, deep city beneath the mountain.
She stopped at an image of dozens of men in black suits getting into various unmarked black SUVs before tearing out of what looked like a rock barrier. Another image showed black helicopters taking off and flying in a large perimeter around the two opposing forces in the sky.
Leif interrupted her thoughts.
“The choppers are prepared to get the wreckage of any of our craft so the humans can’t get them first. We’ve been stealing the crashed Balal and Relian ships for years—building our own fleet. Fiorn thinks to take us all from this planet and leave the humans to fend for themselves with the Relians while building his own utopian society on another world.”
Chapter Five
Countdown Clock to Human Discovery
20:00 Hours
This is WFWZ radio news. Local law enforcement has confirmed there is a landslide near Burnt Tree Ridge. The forestry service is currently evacuating the surrounding campsites and nearby homes, and people are being urged to avoid the area. No injuries have been reported, but bursts of heavy rainfall continue, so use caution if you’re traveling in the area.
True stared at the screen in stunned amazement at the size of the place. She had to admit the endless corridors and tunnels were pretty intimidating, but if she could just find someone—anyone—she’d feel better.
Leif was still pacing a good distance behind her when she saw a golden ball flash across one of the screens she’d flipped past. True quickly flipped back and watched as the golden ball rolled down a hallway past a dozen closed doors. She used the camera systems to follow the ball until it slipped under a door.
A few seconds later, True saw a large golden flash from under the door, then watched the door open and Decano peek outside before he followed the golden ball down the tunnel it had come from. She sucked in a breath and quickly flipped the screen to something else so that Leif wouldn’t see that Decano had
True didn’t expect him to sound so angry about his own grandfather, and now that the history lesson was over, she was really interested in what he had to say.
“No, who are you and what are you doing here?” she asked, hoping he’d actually tell her something useful.
Leif snorted and moved over to a closet, opened both doors and gestured inside. True had expected weapons—hell, even a body—but
all she could see was long rows of generic looking dark suits and shoes.
True couldn’t imagine what the suits had to do with anything bad except. . .
“You’re politicians? Lawyers?” she asked.
Leif snorted.
“Ever hear of the shadow groups stealing crashed craft and scaring the humans into silence? The Men in Black?”
True looked at him and looked at the closet and laughed so hard tears streamed down her face. She looked at the blond giant with his now-singed hair and tried to picture him as some intimidating “man in black,” and she roared with renewed laughter.
Leif sighed.
“This is serious, firefly. We have exactly 24 hours after a UFO event to get the scene under control before we lose all hope of it and face potential exposure to the humans. Every hour that passes gives more humans a chance to take video and get it on the Internet. And it gives the real US military time to get here. We’re down to 20 hours left before we’re all exposed to the entire world. And our enemies.”
Leif walked over to a screen and flipped it on, scrolling through live feeds until he left one on the screen. True stared at it, her laughter slowing to a complete stop as she moved closer to the screen.
True stared in wonder at a cavern the size of the docking bay in Dillon filled with what appeared to be repaired Balal ships and other ships she’d never seen before. He allowed her to flip through the live images, showing a vast, deep city beneath the mountain.
She stopped at an image of dozens of men in black suits getting into various unmarked black SUVs before tearing out of what looked like a rock barrier. Another image showed black helicopters taking off and flying in a large perimeter around the two opposing forces in the sky.
Leif interrupted her thoughts.
“The choppers are prepared to get the wreckage of any of our craft so the humans can’t get them first. We’ve been stealing the crashed Balal and Relian ships for years—building our own fleet. Fiorn thinks to take us all from this planet and leave the humans to fend for themselves with the Relians while building his own utopian society on another world.”
Chapter Five
Countdown Clock to Human Discovery
20:00 Hours
This is WFWZ radio news. Local law enforcement has confirmed there is a landslide near Burnt Tree Ridge. The forestry service is currently evacuating the surrounding campsites and nearby homes, and people are being urged to avoid the area. No injuries have been reported, but bursts of heavy rainfall continue, so use caution if you’re traveling in the area.
True stared at the screen in stunned amazement at the size of the place. She had to admit the endless corridors and tunnels were pretty intimidating, but if she could just find someone—anyone—she’d feel better.
Leif was still pacing a good distance behind her when she saw a golden ball flash across one of the screens she’d flipped past. True quickly flipped back and watched as the golden ball rolled down a hallway past a dozen closed doors. She used the camera systems to follow the ball until it slipped under a door.
A few seconds later, True saw a large golden flash from under the door, then watched the door open and Decano peek outside before he followed the golden ball down the tunnel it had come from. She sucked in a breath and quickly flipped the screen to something else so that Leif wouldn’t see that Decano had
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