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Authors: Conner Walworth
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Rise of the Resistance (War for Orion Trilogy Book Two)
War for
Orion
Rise of the
Resistance
by
Conner
Walworth
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Chapter 1
Gaea was quickly looming into view as Anlon
walked to the cockpit. His home planet looked serene from above,
but he knew chaos was ensuing below. The Queen’s entire fleet had
been obliterated during its last stand on Hera, and now the
crodillians controlled the galaxy. The only hope left were the
three hundred or so ships waiting on Ares, but anyone who knew
about them didn’t count on them saving Orion.
The crodillians had shown Orion how
monstrous and bloodthirsty they were in Demeter’s demise. Many
races had been filled with rage, but it had struck fear in many
more who knew their homes could be next. Anlon wasn't sure how many
would be willing stand up against the crodillians before it was too
late and that's why his mission was so vital. If he couldn't find a
way to defeat the enemy, there was no chance any race stood up for
their freedom.
Anlon plopped down next to Falcone who
turned to him. “Put on the stealth field just in case there’s
people watching for incoming ships. I don’t want to take any
chances of getting shot down because someone thinks we’re
crodillians scouts.”
Anlon reached up and pushed some buttons
above his head then pulled a knob. “If there's someone watching for
us, they'll never see us coming.”
Drakos Mavros
entered Gaea to an
empty airspace. It was the only ship in the sky for as far as Anlon
could see. The sky was calm and blue with a few white clouds
scattered far apart. He’d never seen the sky so lifeless his entire
life on Gaea, and it turned his stomach over seeing it like this.
The planet was defenseless, and those who could stand up to the
crodillians, appeared to have gone in hiding, leaving the entire
planet vulnerable to attack.
“I didn’t think the Queen actually took
every
ship to fight at Hera,” Falcone said under his breath.
“There's nothing left here. These races will be slaughtered if
there’s a fight.”
“Is there any chance they have stealth
fields on?”
“Doubtful. Even the spaceport is empty,”
Falcone pointed as they passed. “Everything is just gone. It’s a
ghost town.”
Anlon looked out the window. Not only were
there no ships, there was absolutely no activity on the surface.
The last time he had been to the spaceport it was teeming with
life. Now, not a single living thing could be seen roaming the
streets. He’d expected to see at least a few races walking the
streets, most likely putting together a plan for rebellion, but it
was clear no one wanted to stand up to them. Instead, they’d chosen
to hole up wherever they thought they were safe.
Camillus approached from behind. “I'm
picking up a few transmissions of races gathering in case of a
crodillians attack.”
“Where are they gathering?” Anlon asked.
“Neither one of us has seen any sign of life yet.”
“Around the Capitol building in downtown
Hassental, though there are some other more remote places I've
picked up too. It sounds like the biggest group will be centered
there.”
“That's suicide,” Falcone shook his head.
“After what they did at Hera, everyone here should be gathering in
a hidden spot, not in an open public place for the crodillians to
pick them all off.”
“You can’t expect them think anything
different,” Nimesha approached from behind. “This is their planet
and their galaxy they’re standing up to defend. None of them were
on Hera, so none of them have any idea what the crodillians are
capable of. Seeing and hearing are two very different things.”
“They should still be smarter than to gather
in someplace so obvious,” Falcone piloted the ship hard to the
right. “It's survival. What they're doing right now will make it
that much easier for the crodillians to kill them. It doesn’t take
a genius to realize that.”
“They don't know any better. They've never
seen a war. This generation has only heard of war,” Camillus said.
“There is no military left here to guide them. All that are
gathering are common races with families they want to protect.”
“They should know better, even after only
hearing what happened at Hera. There were countless ships defending
it and it still went down,” Falcone turned and nudged Anlon. “Your
house is coming up. Where do you want me to land the ship?”
“Right there, by the shed,” Anlon motioned.
“Everything we need will be in there.”
“I hope you're joking,” Nimesha looked at
him. “We're going to need a lot more than what's in that little
shed if we're going to help Orion. I thought there were cruisers
and racks of weapons for us to pick up.”
“You'd be surprised at what's in that little
shed,” Anlon grinned. “Where do you think those weapons came from
that we used on you during our first encounter?”
Nimesha rolled her eyes. “Don't remind
me.”
“I haven't heard anything about this yet.
Come on Anlon, remind her so we can all hear it,” Falcone smirked.
“I want to know every detail of what happened.”
Nimesha pushed his head the other way. “All
you need to know is Anlon is a horrible shot. Don't ever count on
him to save your life.”
“Hey!” Anlon interjected. “You should be
happy I missed you.”
“Never said I wasn't,” Nimesha winked. “Just
said I'd rather put my life in someone else's hands. How many times
did you fire at me?”
Falcone landed the ship on the lawn and
lowered the ramp, letting in a fresh gust of warm air. It was calm
and silent outside with slight breeze. This didn’t seem like a
planet about to face a devastating war.
“It's good to be back on actual land instead
of being underwater or cramped in a ship,” Falcone stretched his
feathery arms out.
As Anlon was exiting the ship, he heard a
crash come from behind and he instinctively pulled his laser pistol
from his side and aimed it towards the sound. He lowered the weapon
when he saw a familiar person with long blonde hair looking right
back at him. A smile stretched across her face and her blue eyes
sparkled in the sunlight streaming in the ship.
“You think you were cramped, try hiding in
that small compartment the entire trip,” she walked down the
ramp.”
“I definitely wasn't expecting to see you
anytime soon,” Falcone chuckled and embraced her. “So you decided
to come after all?”
“You didn't expect me to stay behind and let
you guys have all the fun did you?”
“Can't say I did,” Falcone winked. “Who
brought you up to the surface to sneak you on the ship?”
“I persuaded Bimisi it was in the best
interest of Orion that I go on this trip,” she flashed a smile. “I
am the Princess after all, so I should know what's going on in
Orion.”
“I can’t wait until he sees you’re here,”
Anlon pointed to a silver humanoid emerging from the ship. “His
face will be priceless.”
Camillus’ body immediately slumped upon
seeing Kanti and he dashed to her, arms flailing and eyes red.
“What are you doing here Kanti?” Camillus
exclaimed with anger in his voice. “You're supposed to be on Nesoi
with the Council! You can't be here with us. Not now, it’s too
dangerous.”
Kanti rolled her eyes. “You really thought I
was going to stay hidden there while you all went out to save
Orion?”
“You're the Princess!” Camillus threw his
hands up. “Of course I thought you’d have the common sense to stay
there!”
“Your point is?” Kanti shrugged. “Up until
not too long ago, I didn't even know I was the Princess. There was
no possible way that I was ever going to stay hidden there.
Princess, or no Princess, I'm helping you on this mission. I refuse
to watch in hiding as my friends put their lives on the line to
save the galaxy I’m supposed to lead.”
Nimesha walked up to her. “Kanti, this is
going to be dangerous, you really shouldn't have come. The
crodillians are poised to start taking over all of Orion. If they
find out there's a Princess, they're bound to start hunting you
down,” she took her hand. “I respect your decision, but it’s
reckless.”
“If they’re really are going to take over
all of Orion, how would I be any safer on Nesoi?” She raised her
eyebrows. “They’d find me sooner or later, and honestly, I’d rather
it be sooner.”
Camillus grabbed her with both hands. “The
city was hidden underwater! They never would’ve found you
there!”
“Then I suggest that we not be found while
we're trying to save Orion,” Kanti grinned.
Nimesha looked back at Camillus and couldn't
help but laugh. “You're braver and more defiant than I thought
Kanti. I would've never guessed you would defy your own Council to
come with us. You'll be fine with us though, no matter what
Camillus or the Council tries to tell you. You have some of the
best races in the galaxy protecting you, at least one anyway, I
don’t know about anyone else here yet.”
Falcone shrugged and turned. “No changing
that she's here with us now. So what are we waiting for? Let's go
see what's in that shed.”
Anlon wrapped his arms around Kanti. “I'm
glad you came. I just hope Nimesha is right about us being okay. If
the crodillians do find out about you, they’ll send out everyone to
find you.”
“We've been fine this far. I'm sure we'll be
fine a little longer.”
“The Council isn't going to like this one
bit,” Camillus pushed his way past them. “Imagine what they're
going to say when they find out the Princess is with
us
,” he
continued to mutter. “They're going to kill us!”
Anlon and Kanti followed Camillus to the
small shed. Nimesha and Falcone entered before Anlon could show
them in and he laughed when he saw them standing next to each other
dumbstruck. It wasn't much different than the look he had given
Moran his first time and he knew that they'd be just as amazed when
they saw what was hidden underneath.
“Uh... I think someone stole all of your
weapons and replaced it with a bunch of junk,” Nimesha tossed a
screwdriver. “There's nothing here that's going to help us.”
“No, it's all here,” Anlon walked past her.
“You just have to know where to look is all. My dad did a really
good job of hiding this stuff.”
“Please, show us where to look,” Falcone put
his palms out. “Because right now, I'm not seeing anything at all
that's going to help us against the crodillians.”
Anlon pulled open a drawer and took out a
picture of his family. He took the back of the frame off and
touched a black bug that pricked his finger for blood. Shortly
after, a monitor protruded from the ground, making Falcone and
Nimesha jump back.
