Capítulo 65: Andros of The Falcon Family
A party of humanoid was walked their way though a gleaming capital. There also a variety of other nonhuman looking aliens that took all different shapes and sizes. Most tried to avoid the squadron of humans. One stood out among the group of humans wearing gold-tinted cavorite encrusted armor with the symbol of the Falcon family.
Each member outfitted with highly reactive armor and a reflective helmet that did not constrict their view. The materials they wore were something only the Parthian civilization produced both because of their sophisticated technology and because of the fashion that Parthian Smiths had crafted them.
The reactive armor was typical of Parthian Battle armor, not created the conventional way most civilizations make clothes and armor. Most civilizations could not wield the power of creation without disintegrating upon contact.
The man with Calvorite armor spoke in a deep, authoritative voice, "find me this planet, Emerit Comptroller."
The lieutenant's shaky voice transmitted through his helmet, "There is no Emerit race in this Galaxy. Lord Andros this galaxy to small sir, and it hasn't been around long enough."
Andros sighs, "this dump doesn't even have an Emerit race. Why would the Elder recruit me to secure this Hell hole?"
The same timid man as before speaks up trying to explain the import of this mission to Lord Andros, "this is of peak importance. They have found a planet that is identical to the one that we found in our old home. There are even humans that look exactly like us. According to extensive genetic data collected and living samples that Arrived on the Falcon homeworld, their environment and Genetic are a 99% match to our old home.
If this place can turn into a home base for the Falcon family, imagine the prestige, we would gain among the great families by having such a novelty."
Andros slightly angry he had to listen through that entire bullshit explanation yelled at the lieutenant to find the person in charge. The exchange happened very loudly and without regard for the people cowering around them after all, what could they do against Parthian soldiers.
The lieutenant disappeared immediately and found the person in charge of the planet not long after.
An alien being looked shocked at having teleported suddenly to a location where tall humanoid creatures surrounded him. The Alien had four arms and a tail but was able to speak common and so quick began to curse and look around furtively at the people that had kidnaped him in broad daylight.
"Why have you brought me here, and how do you have teleportation we Skakies haven't even figured that out yet."
Andros looked at the small alien male who took off his helmet, which shocked the Alien. Andros and his troops with the Skakies, teleported together to the spaceship Andros and his team built for this mission orbiting the planets moon. The Skakies once again began cursing as soon as he touched the vessel's fantablack floor. The Skakies threw up onto the floor, not used to the sensation of teleportation. THe Skakies looked up and saw Andros human face and scrambled to his feet.
The Skakies though isolated had heard tell of the God race through trading partners outside of their Galaxy. They were called the Elder races because no one knew how old they were. There was even some tell that they predated the universe itself though that had to be ridiculous.
Andros looked at the bug-like creature with a bored expression, "we have no intention of harming you. We have just lost our way, and we require your directions."
The Skakies was relieved that he would not have to die today and so put on his humblest voice, " of course, this Skakies will help Elders."
Andros looked at the Skakies and asked the question they kidnaped him for. "do you know where a planet of aliens that look like us is."
The Skakies male sweat a little bit. The Skakies had almost ordered the conquering of that planet. That was until one of The Skakies advisors told him of the similarity between that planet's race and the Elders.
The Skakies' name was Valtik, the supreme commander of a fifth of this galaxy's military forces, but he did not try to impress these Elders. If he did try to use his title, it could be this entire galaxy burns. Valtik had heard tell of civilizations that had gone to ruin because one of the God races took an interest in them.
Valtik was glad that he had decided not to conquer the planet he and his council had titled origin.
Valtik made the human equivalent of a smile, " Of course Elder's I know exactly of which planet you speak of. If you pull out your star maps, I will show you the correct location of Origin."
Andros smiled, "Origin, what a beautiful name for it."
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