Chapter 3

Greeny felt his ship shudder as it landed, not to gracefully, in a hanger on Earth. He strode down the ramp and was greeted by Aragon.
"I need a replacement crew" Greeny shouted.
Aragon bowed, smiled and silently pointed Greeny in the direction of a group of Plexxans. Greeny sighed and walked over to them. They looked like Terrans, but there was one crucial difference between the two peoples
"Greetings Emperor Greeny,
I am glad you could find time to see me,
I have a matter of importance to discuss,
Although I don't wish to make a fuss,
I can wait a little longer,
Although our enemies will grow stronger,
Every passing second we need,
Lest we will be screwed indeed."
Greeny resisted the urge to punch the Plexxan. He hated dealing with the Feds, they were poets, every last one of them, and they weren't even very good at it. Greeny put on a smile and began shouting in his usual fashion.
"Hello, what is it you wish to talk about?" He asked, dreading the answer.
"The forces of your enemy come,
And they outnumber you some,
The Genus, Matrix and Kolari too,
Come to crush you good and true,
We can help you win this war,
But you must pick yourself off the floor,
Fight well and we can help,
Die and like the Orfine we will yelp." Said the Plexxan. Greeny hung his head. This is going to be a long day' he thought to himself.

Walt sat comfortably on his throne on the command deck of his ship. He heard the hiss of a door opening behind him. Despite the fact that Walt couldn't see the visitor, and the fact that the visitor was completely silent, Walt knew who it was.
"Hello John." He said. It was strange that it never struck anyone that every race in the Galaxy spoke the same language. John responded in a voice that was similar to a three year old Terran on helium.
"Hello Walt. How is the battle going?" He asked. Walt looked him up and down, well, as much as you can look up and down a ball of energy. A couple of moths were flying into, and then bouncing off of him.
"Good." He said, "After all, how could a race of scavengers and mutants in cobbled together ships lose against the Terran Empire?" There was a pause and then John suddenly disappeared from existence. Walt sighed. "Maybe I should get him looked at, that's the third time this week he has gone." He said.

Fallen felt the ship shudder as the Slah'ke docking clamps bound the two ships together. Is anyone on our side?' He asked himself.
"Sir," shouted a cross-eyed Ensign, "We have sixteen Lizards onboard." Fallen moved behind the man and looked at his screen, it showed only eight.
"Dispatch security teams." Fallen ordered.
"We already did Sir." Said the Lieutenant "They are already dead." Fallen suddenly stood up straight and shouted. Fallens ship shook violently and he was thrown across the room. Several consoles burst into flame. He suddenly realised that installing seatbelts and circuit breakers in the Terran ships would have saved them a lot of trouble. "Enough is enough! I have had it with these mothersmoking lizards on this mothersmoking Battlecruiser!"
"Enemies you have enough,
And your allies aren't that tough,
To fight these foes you will need to lose you fear,
Or else you won't win in a year." Star said. Greeny slumped down in his chair.
"You speak many words but say little." He shouted.
"Your anger is not wanted my friend,
Or else our help we will not lend." Said Star, leaning back in his chair. It didn't seem to bother the Feds that there was a battle being fought just a few hundred miles above their heads, although Greeny dove for cover every few seconds.
"The Orfine are on their way to fight,
Some Genus ships we will set alight,
The Empire they will once again aid,
As we would not let our brothers fade."

Walt let the Genus piloting his ship take a sip of beer and then ordered him to set a course for Earth. He had always allowed his people to drink whilst on missions, it boosted morale...