Days pass and there is no sign of any invasion. Timothy is even beginning to enjoy his new world especially round dusk when it is temperate and there is still enough light that you can survey the valleys beneath. Large reptilians live out their lives below devouring the tough vegetation and each other. It never ceases to amuse.
He has even begun to get to know his foot soldiers that bit better. He had never realized how much he was loved by the rank and file for his previous exploits. They regaled him with stories of the different battles they had watched and how he was the name on everybody’s lips. It lifted his spirits.
It was during one such conversation with a group of his soldiers, that yells roared out in the distance –
“General, General he was interfering with our weapon battery.”
Four soldiers were approaching. three of them holding on to one in the middle.
The Emperor had warned that there may be traitors among the ranks. Timothy pressed the button on his chair to activate the machine guns his chair was armed with .
“Stop! Don’t come any closer!” Timothy roared.
The traitor’s eyes had turned black and now his whole body began to metaphorize. His face became a dark green and his arms and legs grew thicker. The other soldiers lost their grip and he quickly snapped the neck of one.
Timothy opened fire killing the other two but the monster would not fall until the other soldiers also fired moments later.
“Burn the bodies. Make sure bio-suits are worn.” he ordered.
Reports of sabotage were now coming in across the planet.
It was beginning.
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