Cloud-mist surrounded the Blpeonb Galaxy. Not a single humanoid walked the streets, yet yeti, tigers, eagles, and unicorns roamed wild.
Zipping along the night sky, the circular shape hurled through the air, causing you to turn upside down again and again. Five asymmetrical cannons protruded from the hulking body of the ship. It had scraps of blue across the bridge, and a large E painted on the side of the hull. A menacing radar emerged from the rear of the ship, cloaking all degar-sort of like sonar and radar- devices that would be tracking it. A glass window circled the ship, extended from the otherwise smooth surface of the ship. Its design was crude, but one had to let go of beauty for practicality.
The halls in the spaceship were empty and so silent it could have been abandoned. Everyone stood around a human man in the infirmary.
Zips filled the air as the Blpeonbians transformed from animals to their natural state: A tall humanoid creature that has long purple horns that reach to their waist, and mesmerising shifting eyes, a result of their race being charmers, a type of species.
The aliens watched as the eyes of the human woke up. The Supreme Lord of the 29103rd Galaxy: The Bpleonb Galaxy and Commander of the Azrean Fleet: The Great Esolsa stormed in, gave a dismissing glance to the shackled man on the slab, and said “Chain him. We may have some further use for him.” Striding out authoritatively, tips of his horns dripping onto the floor behind him like a dying candle, Esola rolled his eyes.
The Center was always sending spies after him. He was one of the only dictatorship galaxies out there. The others had joined the Central Commonwealth. Just leave me in peace! He had thought. Not anymore though. He would do anything to rid this world of the Commonwealth, they gave him too much trouble. A smirk lit his face. He didn’t need the man. He strode to the command room and said two words, “ Kill him.”
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Well, that was one embarrassing fall. I flushed. Not only had I fallen in the most ridiculous spot in the Commonwealth, I had also fallen into the Blpeonb Galaxy. The only Galaxy unaligned with the Commonwealth. Galaxy of traders, murderers, criminals, and NO.1 Wanteds from the Commonwealth.
Pulling out the needles that were hidden in my buttons, I set on unlocking the door. Slipping out, I shimmied against the wall, trying to hide. “No way he got out…We should see him immediately…The walls are so obvious, we’ll see him right away…”
They were right. The walls were bright white, shining against his orange jumpsuit. Then two words startled him. “HE’S THERE!!” Footsteps echoed. Staggering breaths drawn in too quickly and expelled without even changing it to Carbon Dioxide.
Turn left. Right. Right. Left. Straight. Left. Left. Right. Left. Left. Left. Right. Right. Left…
A huge iron door stood before him. He had two choices, be caught, or go into the command room. He took his chances, and pushed open the iron door. A schedule had been hastily taped onto the door. Meeting: 1pm Blpeonb Galaxian Time. I glanced at my watch. Good. It was 5:30. There were no more meetings today.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the hallway I had just left. “Advisor Brofield just arrived. He will talk with you shortly.”
I dived into a pile of circuitry, and hoped for my life that no-one would find me. A stench wafted down the corridor. I doubled over. My hippocampus sprung to action, leaving me writhing on the floor in pain, helpless, while the worst memories of my childhood, such as the time mould contaminated our toilet, the time the general sewer back at home had burst and each one caused me to hurl. Rotten onions and rats carrying disease came to mind as raspy breaths came to my ears. I blanched before my dots started to scatter across my field of vision.
“Our plan, Advisor. On how to conquer the Commonwealth.” The smell started again, but my hearing sharpened.
“Ah… about that… we will take Earth tomorrow. One of the major suppliers of fresh fruit and vegetables, without Earth, the universe will suffer with only canned foods. Corn, Carrots, Potatoes, Onions, Apples, Dragonfruit, and Mango are all going to be unavailable, and with Dankunas coming up, you know how important they all are.”
I did a double take. Taking over Earth? Tomorrow? My homeland, gone in a blink. I hardened my resolve. I had put a tracker on Chazzy’s ship when I had thought I would be the good guy for once. Looks like I had to rely on her once again.