Storm' Fury: The Shenkar War by Seth Libby

of space that is on a direct route from Shenkar space to the human’s home world but I severely doubt this. The humans must know we will not simply let them live as I also believe the Meshtrell will assure them we will return. I am sure the humans will want to monitor this area against any possibility incursion from our fleets. So we will do just that, we will send out ships to system 238. You see I have monitored the footage of the assault on the human’s world and I believe I have found a flaw in them. They will go to great lengths to protect one another from harm. I believe if we attack their outpost we will draw their fleet away from their home world and away from those defense platforms.”
                  The Shelecore then turned to Overlord Gyliene to address him.
                  “Overlord Gyliene, assemble the fleet, you depart as soon as you are ready.”
                  “Yes my Shelecore,” answered Gyliene in a crisp voice as he saluted.               Shizta had to admit the Shelecore's plan could possibly work but he was still bothered by the whole situation. It wasn't that he felt they would lose but more than that. As he had spent his time with the Shelecore, discussing the humans, he began to see the Shenkar Federation from a new point of view. He had been taught the Meshtrell had been an evil race whom they had won their freedom against. But if this were the case why would they help these humans build a force to defend themselves against the Shenkar? Moreover as Shizta looked back upon the reign of the Shenkar Federation he began to see a pattern. How could all the races they ruled over be misguided? He, like the rest of the populace, had always followed what the Shelecore and ruling council decreed without question. Dread fleets were sent forth to subjugate the lesser races, always under the belief that the Shenkar Federation knew better. Countless citizens of these worlds who had refused the Shenkar had been killed in the name of peace. Now, however, he was beginning to feel maybe they should be questioned. The actions of the Shenkar deserved to be questioned. Shizta felt even his own actions over the past ten moon cycles had been questionable. To voice these aloud now would mean certain death as the Shelecore would declare him an enemy of the Federation. What could he do? He was only one warrior and who is to say he was correct?
     
     
                                                 
     
    December 22 nd , 2013 2:08am
                                                     EDF Secluded Base, System 238
     
                  Peter yawned loudly as he leaned forward to study the radar screen on his monitoring station for only the second time this hour. Satisfied he had done his job he leaned back in his chair. He had joined the EDF in hopes of some adventure but he had to admit to himself so far he was severely disappointed. Perhaps if he had been stationed aboard one of the new Battlecruisers or even a cruiser then that would have been more exciting. Unfortunately his father had made sure he wasn't aboard any of the warships, having him stationed here in system 238 in a boring outpost that the Shenkar had never discovered on a route that was not directly in the path from Earth to Shenkar space, so therefore his father felt he would be safe. How he hated his father, he could never do anything to make the man happy. He had thought by joining the EDF he would make his father proud but instead his father had told him he was being foolish. His father was, in fact, Jacque Lecroix, President of France.
                  So now all he did was study a radar screen for six hours a day and report back that he had seen nothing. Sighing he pulled a cigarette from behind his ear, stood and walked over to the door of the command center and stuck his head out. Typically