”Let’s go, Japhien. I’ll throw you up on the throne, huh?”
Ranviron looked too serious.
"What the heck, I’m nineteen...?"
Japhien's father gathered up a rebel army, and Japhien went with. They took down the Grand Estates and left hectares of drug fields burning. They took over the Emperor’s Palace and the shrines. But just when they have everything where they want it, the starships mottle the skies.
You can feel the clouder Territory from a distance because of the auras. The battlecraft use auras, too, they get inside your mind.
It’s a massacre, but Ranviron still wants to walk the troops inside the Territory.
Japhien has his hands full trying to pick up the government and deal with the Territory front. And things are not easier when Japhien’s best friend falls in love him.
Ensign Brandon Arco knows that when you're in the military, you follow orders. And the Fleet is a military corporation, with clear protocols. Interacting with the originals of a planted human colony is ill-advised.
But Brandon disagrees. The harvesting has to stop.
Unfinished work © 2017 M.Hope