Kitty Katt 11: Alien Separation (49 page)

T
HIS NEW VOICE
was sort of squeaky. Definitely not someone who'd spoken before.

“And that is?” Alexander asked formally.

“Choose wisely,” Lenore said snidely.

“We will remain neutral no longer.” Aha, so this was a representative for Alpha Seven. I hadn't seen one of their ships up here, though. “I am Rohini and, as you know, I speak for all of my planet. We have seen what the Earthers are showing you with our own eyes. We have also seen the viciousness that the Planet's Rights Faction has perpetrated. They cannot be acting with goodwill toward anyone. We of Alpha Seven side with the Imperial Monarchy.”

There was a lot of background noise. Apparently this decision was big news. Heard several arguments going on, but it was hard to tell who was saying what.

“Then you get to die, too,” Lenore said with a distinct sneer in her voice. This increased the background discussions and arguments.

“That's not a shocking statement, seeing as you had the Rapacians try to shoot the Alpha Seven humanitarian ships out of the sky. One of those ships was destroyed and crashed on Beta Eight. And none of you came to help the survivors.”

“Oh, we will not die,” Alpha Seven's spokespenguin said calmly. “And Commander Martini, they didn't come to help us because they fear us. Rightly so. What you fail to understand, Commander of the PRF, is that we have stayed apart and stayed neutral for a reason. But we realize that if Beta Eight is conquered, Z'porrah fleet or no, our planet will be next. And that we will not allow.”

“How will you, a planet with no weapons, achieve that?” Lenore asked.

“Simply put, we are on a planet right now that has many weapons. One of which is aimed right for the Alpha Five command ship.”

Lenore laughed. “What weapon is that?”

“I mentioned the giant telescope?” Serene asked sweetly. “It's amazing how simple it is to alter the light refraction to make the most powerful telescope in two solar systems into the most powerful laser gun in two solar systems. It helped that Beta Eight has far more defenses than you're aware of.”

“Mind explaining that?” Jeff asked me quietly, as he put his arm around me. Hadn't realized he and Christopher were back. He'd found and put his clothes back on. Bummer.

“No idea,” I said softly. “We left Serene in charge of one of the Rapacian ships. She said she was going to go down to the planet first. Apparently she did.”

“We have created an alliance with both Beta Eight and Alpha Seven,” Serene said. “Both of those planets are under Earth's protection.”

“Fire away, then,” Lenore said. “You'll kill hundreds of people. Including the deposed Queen of Beta Twelve and the Planetary Representatives from Betas Thirteen, Fourteen, and Fifteen.”

In other words, the Reptilians, Canus Majorians, and Feliniads. Meaning, most likely, Jareen and Neeraj, Wrolph, Wahoa, and Willem, and Felicia and Arup. Or, as I called them, my friends.

“And,” Lenore added, “the religious leader of the Earthers, along with Commander Martini's daughter. But, feel free to fire at will.”

“Only cowards threaten children,” someone in what I assumed was another ship said.

“Or bullies.” Recognized the voice—this was 2.0. He sounded as angry as the rest of us.

“Only cowards and bullies threaten those who lead their people's souls,” another added, sounding horrified.

“Cowards, bullies . . . and terrorists,” I added, as Jeff's arm tightened around me. “We have a lot of experience with these kinds of people on Earth. And Lenore appears to be all three.”

The image on our screens went away. Noted that some of the ships that had been on the perimeter had moved into the center.

“The Earthers speak the truth. I am Usha. I have been a traitor to my race, the ones you call the Ancients, working as a spy for the Z'porrah for many years. The Z'porrah will show no mercy when they arrive. They consider this entire solar system to be tainted, even worse than they consider Earth's solar system to be tainted. Because my people mingled their blood with many of the planets here.”

“Beta Twelve in particular,” I pointed out.

“Yes, but others, too. Though they cannot change their shapes, Alpha Seven has Ancient blood in it. Every planet here has Ancient influence, if not blood. And that makes every living being here something the Z'porrah wish to destroy. They wanted to destroy Earth to make destroying this solar system easier.”

“Why do you speak out now?” someone asked. “Are you being coerced?”

“No. Those who captured the Earthers treated my sister with disrespect. The Earthers, on the other hand, treated her with respect.”

“That's it?” Lenore asked. “That's why you've switched sides?”

“No. I've seen what the weapon can do. I've seen what those from Alpha Seven can do. I respect might. Alpha Seven is far mightier than you realize.”

A few more ships moved from the outer circle to the inner one.

“They're barely space competent,” Lenore said. “Alpha Four had to give them spaceships.”

“Just like they did for you,” I pointed out.

“Space travel is not the be-all, end-all for advancement,” Alpha Seven's spokespenguin said. “As with Beta Eight, our world has vast water resources. Our world is large, and our waters are deep.”

Took the leap. “How many sentient races do you have who live underwater, Rohini, if I may ask?”

“Many.” Heard laughter in Rohini's tone. “What we have focused on is allowing our water brothers and sisters the ability to breathe outside of the seas. We can do both, and we wished for them to be able to do both as well. We have succeeded. Trust me when I say that the Horrors on Beta Eight look like fledgling's toys compared to our allies within our own oceans. Allies who are, as we speak, heading here to support us.”

“In what spaceship?” Lenore sneered.

“In no spaceship,” Rohini said calmly. “The same apparatus that allows them to live in the air and on land if they wish also allows them to fly through space without danger. They will be here quite soon—they left our planet when our ship was destroyed.”

More background talking. A few more ships moved into the center. Pulled Jeff aside. Chuckie and Christopher came with us. “We need to get over to the command ship and get Jamie, Paul, and everyone else that bitch Lenore has captive. Then we can blow her up or let Alpha Seven's Space Sea Monsters eat her ship or whatever. But while she has hostages, every single ship other than hers can join Alexander's side and we'll still lose.”

“Can you do whatever you did to get to us?” Christopher asked.

“I used a Z'porrah power cube. And if I knew where I was going, then yes, I could. However, I have to visually see where I want to go in my mind, and I have no idea. I can see the outside of Lenore's ship, where we don't want to go. But inside? We haven't seen it.”

Chuckie spun and went to stand where I'd been. “I'd like proof that Lenore has the hostages she's claiming she possesses. Right now, all of that could be subterfuge. Alpha Five has certainly set that precedent.”

More voices talking, many agreeing with Chuckie.

“Really? That's what you want? Fine.” The windshield turned into a screen again and there was Lenore, big as boring life. She still looked average in all ways—height, weight, coloring. Only her smirk was above average. She was quite good at smirking, it turned out.

Behind her were some of those I'd expected to see—Neeraj, Wrolph, Felicia, and Queen Renata. Jareen, Wahoa, Willem, and Arup weren't there. Needed to find out if they were elsewhere, or if they'd wisely remained on their own ships. Jamie and Gower weren't in evidence, either, but I hadn't expected them to be. Lenore would have them off in a room somewhere under heavy guard.

Had a feeling Lenore was holding onto Gower because she thought ACE was still inside him. Had no idea how this might help us, but figured I needed to be aware of the possibility, just in case.

However, my friends from the Planetary Council weren't alone. There were a couple of human-looking people, a man and a woman, who also appeared to be hostages. Presumably they represented the pro-Imperial factions on Alphas Five and Six. There were Rapacians there, but they were all pointing weapons toward the hostages, so they were on the side of the Planet's Rights Faction, not that this came as some sort of a shock.

That there were no Alpha Seven Penguin People didn't surprise me all that much. And I saw no Alpha Four A-Cs, meaning no one with Lenore was drop-dead gorgeous by human standards.

Stepped up next to Chuckie. “Where are my daughter and our religious leader?”

“Safe,” Lenore snapped.

“Prove it,” Chuckie snarled. “Or else you'll be showing those who are following you what a liar you are.” More background talking. Hoped the Imperial side was smart enough to realize that peer pressure was going to work for us. Chuckie waited about thirty seconds. “So, you don't have them. Meaning you're a liar. And if you're lying about this, what else are you lying about?” The background noise continued.

“I have them,” she said. She turned to one of the Rapacians. “Get the special prisoners.”

T
HE RAPACIAN SEEMED
to have an issue with this, but he was speaking quietly and his back was to whatever camera they had in there, so couldn't tell what he was saying.

However, Lenore seemed disgusted. “Please wait a moment,” she said with false sweetness. “We'll be right back. Talk amongst yourselves about who's going to surrender first.” She and the Rapacian left their command area.

Took a step backward. Reached into my purse, pulled out my iPod, clipped it back onto the waist of my jeans, and put in my earbuds. Then reached in again and got the cube into my hand. “Need Poofy assistance, please and thank you,” I said softly, moving my lips as little as possible.

Heard a soft mew and looked down. Poofikins had the cube all ready to go, sparkle on full.

“Earth Poofs are ready?”

Received a confirmation mewl. Whatever the Poofs were planning to roll, it was going to be rolling when I rolled our plan.

Jeff took my free hand in his. Pulled my hand away. “I'm coming, too,” he said quietly but sternly.

“Yes, fine, but I need both hands. Hold something else.”

He grinned and slid his arm around my waist. “That's different.”

Christopher handed Jerry the electronic cage remote, stepped up next to Jeff, and put his hand on Jeff's shoulder. We basically looked like a worried family.

“Music again?” Christopher snarked quietly. “Really? Now?”

“I don't complain about how you work, dude.”

Chuckie noted what we were doing and he stepped back, too.

“You should stay,” I told him.

“No.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “I don't need to tell you why.”

“No, you don't.”

Bruno flew up onto Chuckie's shoulder. Wanted to tell him to stay here, but didn't feel like arguing with a Peregrine—and losing—in front of everyone.

Chuckie cleared his throat. “Are there any other prisoners on board, Queen Renata?” he asked in a normal tone of voice.

“No, just those you see here and the two that are being fetched.” She was looking around at our ship. Knew what, or rather who, she was looking for.

“Kitty, Renata's right,” Jareen said. “Only one representative from each planet went to the command ship.” Hadn't heard her since my wedding, but I could tell she was angry, stressed, and scared. Not that I could blame her—her husband was the Reptilians' representative after all.

“Alpha Four was smart enough to stay home,” Felicia said with a rueful cat-smirk.

“You know, you guys should stand closer together. So we can take a good picture.”

Got a lot of blank looks from the prisoners. Knew Jareen would have already figured out what I wanted them to do—she was my Reptilian Soul Sister after all. But she was on her ship, so no luck there.

Renata might have figured it out, too, but she was still looking at everyone she could see on my ship. Hoped no one on the enemy side had caught on to the order I was trying to impart. Time to give up on subterfuge and innuendo with this crowd and change the subject.

“Renata, they're fine. Not going to say where they are, just in case, but they're doing great.” Queen Renata visibly relaxed. “But while we're waiting, how deep is Alpha Six in with Alpha Five's plan?” Might as well get some intel while we waited.

“Deep, just as they were when we first met. Though there are still loyalists on both planets. Just as there are loyalists on Beta Twelve.”

“Usha, any idea of how much of Beta Twelve's dissent is being caused by more of your friends or relatives?”

“All of it,” she replied. “I assume my fellow agents are on some of the ships that are aligned with the Planet's Rights Faction. Some are probably on ships that are loyal. Hear me, brothers and sisters—Clea is dead because she opposed the Earthers. And we have been lied to—the beings here are no better or worse than we are. They deserve to live as much as we do.”

Wondered if Serene had a gun to Usha's head or something. Apparently I wasn't the only one. “Your heart and mind has changed so suddenly after so long, Usha?” someone asked. Presumed this was an Ancient traitor, aka a Z'porrah spy. Either they were on a Planet's Rights Faction ship or they were an idiot. Didn't hear the sounds of someone getting a beating, so assumed they were on a PRF ship.

“Yes. I have lived on Beta Eight for a long time. In this solar system for even longer. They are no better or worse than we are. Younger, yes. So much younger. And young children deserve to grow up, even if they are not our children, or are the children of our enemies.”

“Usha, you are a traitor to our cause,” the same someone said.

She laughed. “No, fool. We are all already traitors. To our own people. And all we have done is poison the minds of all these others, these younger races who deserved guidance, not deceit. I see now what our people, our real people, have always tried to do. And I will return to those ways, even if my life ends today and my return is brief. Better to die a decent person than live as a vile one.”

Had no idea how she'd made the switch so fast and so believably. Either she was the greatest actress the Ancients had ever produced or we were just rolling hella lucky. Doubted that either one was the right answer.

Felt a gentle laugh in my mind. Aha. Boz had broken the Katyhopper Prime Directive. She'd shown Usha what was really in Lenore's mind, and what was in others' minds as well. She'd given Usha the clarity to see how her actions looked over time. And she'd shown her the Day of the Gods, which was what all of Beta Eight considered the official dawn of their time—when the Father of the Gods had bestowed the Gods upon them.

Wasn't sure this would have convinced me, but apparently Usha was very impressed and flipped sides instantly. Decided not to argue and just thanked Boz for taking a gigantic one for the team.

More background chat had been going on while I'd been talking with Boz in my head. Time to toss out some more hard-learned diplomacy lest the com go silent. In most cases, silence was golden, but not when you were trying to sway a lot of various beings into not killing each other.

“It's also better to die on your feet rather than live on your knees, or your species' equivalent. Bowing to terrorists, no matter who they are, isn't freedom. And while Alpha Four's hand can be heavy at times, they've never made you crawl.” I sincerely hoped.

Background noises indicated I was right. “Every person on Alpha Five and Six isn't evil. Every Rapacian isn't a bad bird. Every human isn't good, trust me on that one. I'm sure there are some Alpha Seven folks who don't like helping others.” Scored some chuckles, go me.

“But overall, as a general group? We're all just people trying to do the best we can with what we have. And fighting each other just means we live and die on our knees, because the enemies of the Ancients are our enemies, now and forever. That's their decision, not ours, but since that
is
their decision, let's stop making it easy for them and remind them that this solar system cannot be taken in any kind of a fair fight.”

Lenore chose this moment to return, carrying Jamie in her arms. Jamie didn't look happy, most likely because Gower had a spear being shoved into his back. Gower and Jamie both looked groggy, too. Had a feeling the enforced sleep had been achieved with drugs. The rage someone drugging my little girl gave me was really well timed, so I just let it build.

“Well?” Lenore said. “Here they are. Now are you ready to surrender?”

My iPod came to life playing Corey Hart's “Never Surrender.” I laughed. Then I caught our reflection in some glass that was behind her, so reflected back onto our viewing screen.

We were grouped like the Justice League—Superman, the Flash, Batman, and, for now, Wonder Woman, complete with our requisite kickbutt animal companion. We also all looked relaxed but ready for action. I laughed again.

“What are you laughing at?” Lenore asked. “Your defeat?”

“No. The picture I'm going to take when this is all over. Smile for the birdie.” Then I pulled out the cube and slammed my other hand onto it.