The Report to the Ka'lik (standard:science fiction, 1169 words)
Author: FlutterWrites	Added: Mar 17 2013	Views/Reads: 5122/2040	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
An alien waits for his turn to give a report on a recent expedition to earth.

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he won't stand so close to me when he finally reaches the podium. 

In his walk, his supreme confidence is evident. For in his claws lie our
fates. The right to live or die is no longer ours, he relishes this 
power. The stream of accomplishments and success coupled with his 
tender age has culminated in an unapologetic arrogance that is felt by 
all. Here is where the temperament of the Colonel and the General 
differ. 

The General has never once raised his voice in frustration, nor has he
once screamed in anger. As a man of few words he only communicates what 
he feels is pertinent to situation at that moment. The Colonel however 
is a different story. It is impossible to get a word in edgewise when 
he is in one of his daily mercurial moods. The General also rarely 
participates in gala events , being much more reserved . His son 
however is always seen attending this pompous balls , eager to be the 
center of attention. 

Yet , no alien in universe would dispute that of the two , the General
is the cruelest and most fearsome . His lack of feeling and his cold 
demeanor towards life has allowed him to exponentially kill, enslave 
and torture more planets than the previous Ka'lik rulers before him. A 
lack of remorse is more terrifying than a hot –blooded tantrum. The 
Crown Prince, normally afraid of nothing, would not dare challenge this 
fact. 

The loud thunder steps have stopped. Shaking, I finally raise my head
and stare at the most powerful creature in this galaxy . No matter how 
often I see him , I still gape at his height. The audience stands as 
straight as possible  , with eyes downcast to pay respect. 

He takes his seat , the audience holds their breath as they now turn
their attention towards me . All four of my eyes blink rapidly as I 
begin greeting my diverse listeners . As I introduce myself in the 
various languages of the region , I glance back at the Colonel . His 
long tongue slides out of his mouth , touching his jawbone . 

Hissing, he motions for his servant to take note of what I am saying . I
catch little whispers of him ordering the infantry, the artillery and 
the warships to be moved closer to the To'bu quadrant. My eyes widen as 
I realize that it's the same quadrant where my pretty blue planet lies. 


Ya'li , I mean Earth , I weep for you. 


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