Free Defending Earth-Searching for Death Feeders by Saxon Andrew Page A

Donovan, does your entire crew have on thought blockers?”
    “Yes Sir.” Kyle looked around and turned toward the planted fields next to the community.
    “Bring the ship down into the field next to the village and prepare to open the port.”
    “Yes Sir.”
    The Elder looked at Kyle, “A vessel large enough to carry all of us will be seen by the communities around us.”
    “I’ll take care of that, Elder.”
    The Community began gathering again and were talking among themselves. A female yelled, “What is this thing you’ve made us put on our heads?”
    “It will prevent the Masters from hearing your thoughts, now be quiet.” The gathering was shocked silent. Legune stepped out of the hut and the entire gathering was stunned.
    “You need to remain silent! I was saved by the female that came here selling flowers. She faked our deaths and I was taken to another world where the Masters don’t exist. We are taking you there now.”
    “I won’t go!”
    The Elder looked at the young man and smiled, “You may stay for the Master’s arrival, which will probably be tomorrow. Give them my regards.” The female standing beside the young male slapped him on the back of his head. He winced and then wilted. The Elder turned to Kyle, “What do we do now?”
    Kyle lifted his wrist, “Open the port but keep it dark.” Kyle looked at Legune, “Take all the women and children to the ship and tell the Captain to move the port back into the barrier. I need all the males to stay with me.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “Legune, now is not the time. Get moving!” Legune stared at him and closed her eyes. She looked at the gathering and said, “All females and children follow me.” She walked toward the fields and after a moment’s hesitation, the females followed with their children. Kyle looked at the Elder, “You aren’t going to like this but it must be done.”
    “What?”
    “I need you to go where you buried the ones killed by the Master and move their bodies into the village.” The Elder’s eyes narrowed and many of the males that heard him felt their rage. Kyle looked around, “I am going to use Grondon’s to destroy this village and what do you think will happen when the Masters show up and don’t see any bodies. If you don’t do this, every living Kerit on the planet could be killed. I know those that die in the Master’s embrace would want you to use them to prevent their species from being exterminated.”
    The Elder took a deep breath and looked at the males. He shook his head and said, “My murdered wife Glendra would want me to do this.” He looked at the males surrounding him, “And I know all the others would want us to do this. Do any of you disagree? If you were in your grave and your body could be used to save others, would you want it done?”
    The males looked at each other and an older kerit said, “My children would demand it.” He went to the fence and picked up a shovel. He started walking toward the south end of the village. The Elder went to the fence and picked up another shovel. After a few moments, the other males joined them and Kyle saw their tears. He lowered his head and prayed for forgiveness.
    Sunrise was an hour away when Kyle saw the village was covered in the carcasses of more than a thousand kerit. He looked at the males and said, “Please move to the field and enter the door you’ll find there.” He lifted his arm, “Captain, the males are headed your way.”
    The Elder looked at Kyle, “I’ll go with you.”
    “It may not be safe.”
    “I will go with you. My people demand it.”
    Kyle nodded and moved behind the males toward the colony ship. He saw the port hanging a foot above the ground and watched as the males walked through it. “Captain, get them out of here.”
    The port disappeared and the Elder looked at Kyle, “Is it gone?”
    “Yes.”
    “Uhhh, how are we going to leave?”
    “I’ll handle it. Now give me a moment to concentrate.”