King Me: Part 1 of 3
“I’ll ask one more time. Where is my sister?” He aimed the laser gun at the hive queen.
The queen purred. “I assume she’s feisty like you?” Her translator was excellent.
“Her name is—”
“We do not use names in the hive,” She snarled. “And your bloodthing…she was placed off world, building an empire with her somewhat—”
“Do not say she’s in the breeding program. Not if you want to live.”
“I will live!” She stood suddenly.
He fired, surprising himself as well as the queen.
She twitched a bit, then went still.
“Guess you won’t.” He charged it again and aimed it at her head soldier. “Take me to my sister, now.”
The soldier nodded sharply, gesturing nervously for Atlas to follow him.
Atlas kept a wary eye on the others, but he could tell they were still in shock.
The soldier led him to an auxiliary ship. “Should I put in the coordinates?”
“No, you’re coming with me to make sure I reach her.” Atlas closed the hatch.
“I did not know that humans could be so violent. That they could kill so easily.” The soldier set his translator onto the dash, plugging it in.
“We can when we’re highly motivated. Or when we have nothing to lose. Your people took away the only thing left I had to care about. Now, most people would think that I would spiral into depression or something and give up on life completely. But no, I know she’s alive and there is nothing that I will not do to be with her again. Family shouldn’t and doesn’t give up on each other. Now let’s go.”
“Will I have your weapon pointed at me the whole time?”
“Until I decide that you’re no longer a threat.”
“And when will this be?”
“Guess we’ll have to wait and see.” He strapped himself into a seat. His mind raced a bit, hoping he could keep up this air of confidence.
“You had never fired that weapon before you shot our queen, had you?”
“No, never had a reason to.”
“Do you understand what you’ve done?”
“Killed your queen.”
“Deprived you of a queen before you had another to replace her?”
Atlas sighed. He’d heard that they talked vaguely, preferring to guess at each other’s meanings. “Viva la revolution!”
“What?” He felt his eyes widen.
“Many years have our people felt oppressed, like our actions were not our own. With her gone…thinking…it is better again. I can control my own actions.”
“She had you under mind control? Oh come on, why didn’t someone stop it before she gained full control?”
“Unlike your planet, we are not a political people. The queen is the queen.”
“I’m sorry, I think I just puked a little. You just let her control you? For how long?”
“How long has the breeding program been in action?”
“Fifty one years, then.”
Atlas stared at the Riichalkan soldier. “You mean, if we had wanted to stop the war, we could have just killed the queen?”
“Ugh! I came into space to avoid crappy politics!” He vigorously rubbed his head. “Okay, so, now that she’s dead what happens?”
“Well…because she was killed by an opposing species, her killer is the new queen. Or King as the case may be.”
Atlas carefully put the safety on and set the gun down. “Run that one by me again?”
“You, as the killer of our queen, are the King of our people. I would be happy to advise you in any way you need. The others that witnessed your victory are already sending out the news that you are our king. Shall I send the message that we will be shutting down the breeding program and to put all breeders into their rooms for placement?”
“Yes, that sounds…good. What’s your name again?”
“Right, can I call you Ron?”
“If it please you.”
“Okay, Ron, after we reach the breeding planet and find my sister, we’ll make a plan to end this war and rebuild your planet because come on. Haven’t you guys heard of ecological restoration?”
“I do not believe so. What is it?”
“You manipulate the ground, the water, you plant plants all to restore the former species of that area. There’s a lot more to it, but that’s the gist of it.”
“You can restore forests?”
“There is much good you can do, King.”
“Yeah, but first, my sister.”