Chapter 25

“Alright Trigon, what do they have to meet us with,” Wren said.

“Readings indicate at least ten heavy battleships, no less than twenty heavy cruisers. Ten of them are of strange configuration, I also count a fleet of over ten thousand single fighter ships,” Trigon said.

“All weapons to full, let’s,” Wren started as several alarms went off.

Wren scowled as she opened fire, not even having to aim.

“Warning, warning a ship of unfamiliar configuration has entered the system. It appears to be towing a space fighter that is inoperable,” Trigon said.

Then she watched the strange ship release the space fighter, then it appeared that the Meltry noticed it. A few moments later the strange ship fired easily, taking out half of the hundreds heading for it.

Wren just shook her head another few hundred, heading toward the strange ship. They were obviously worried as five heavy battleships were with them.

This time, to Wren’s surprise, all the ships just vanished? Holy shit Wren thought what weapon was that? She also noticed that the Metrians had backed off.

“Trigon, open a channel,” Wren said.

“Open master Wren,” Trigon said.

“To the second ship, what do you wish?” Wren asked in a gruff voice.

“I want nothing, I just brought the last of your ships back from where the earth was,” the voice said.

“What are you? Your energy is strange to our sensors, where are you from?” Wren asked.

“If it matters, though, as I told the last of your ships there, who fired on me for no reason, I am from earth. I didn’t appreciate that, so I destroyed all but the last one,” the voice said.

The connection off, with the gruff voice. Almost immediately, Wren sent a signal.

“Tell them that I am human”, Wren’s five-foot-eight-inch blonde person appeared. “I heard your conversation. I am having a hard time believing you are from earth.”

They could see that Wren had a lot of power, though nothing like his, it seemed to be growing like hers.

“I am from earth, just not your earth,” he said. This caused Wren’s eyes to open wide, then she slowly started to nod.

“Your ship, I didn’t recognize it, or I might have contacted you sooner. As you might have guessed, this is the last of the six races that destroyed the earth. They are also the most war-like. I would appreciate any help that you could give. I have been at this for what seems a very long time,” Wren said.

“I think I can understand, excuse me a moment,” the male said as she saw another huge number of ships approaching him. He raised a hand when a holo-gram appeared.

“John, if you do too many you could drain yourself,” the holo-gram Rommie said.

“Shit,” Wren said. “I know that all too well.”

He sighed as he thought a moment, then took out about three quarters of those approaching.

“Damn,” Wren said. “I could use a weapon like that. Unfortunately, we haven’t even taken a fourth of them. It seems almost as soon as you destroy a bunch, almost as many take their place.”

The male thought about it, that almost made sense. He seemed to search through all the myriad of ships, finding ten massive, massive ships that seemed to be spitting out ships at a constant rate.

Taking a deep breath, he seemed to concentrate on two of them. For a few moments, nothing happened, then one had explosions deep inside. The male started to smile as the same thing happened in the other. Within minutes, both ships were unable to move, then disappeared in titanic explosions.

The destruction went beyond the ships as it took out a few hundred ships around them.

He looked at the Wren, “I think we need to retreat a bit,” he then started to collapse on the deck.

Rommie appeared, getting him to a cot nearby. “Alright, following you,” Wren said.

We both went to trans-warp, though his seemed more mechanical. That’s when he passed out.

A few hours later, he awoke, seeing that we weren’t near the planet. He sat up, then was shocked when Wren was sitting nearby.

“It appears that we both have abilities that are not common to Earth people. So, you are from another earth, one that I assume is still in existence,” Wren said. She then held out her hand, “I am Wren, by the way.”

He nodded, then tried to explain, “I am, what is called in my universe, a high esper. A high mental power that I have had all my life. I love to read, and that power brought characters from the stories or their universes to mine.”

“I take it energy unbalanced things?” Wren asked.

“They no, the weapons that they left very much, so, yes,” he said.

“Might I suggest that we finish this so you and I can be on our way?” Wren asked.

I watched as she made what appeared to be a portal, then walked through to her ship.

After a few more of the larger ships exploded, John came back on.

“Alright, I got eight of the ships that were cloning, gonna try to get the last two. After that it should be easier,” he told Wren.

“Perhaps, though, the battleships are giving me trouble,” Wren said.

“Battleships?” He asked.

“Those first five ships you destroyed when you appeared. That helped more than you think. Though there are at least another ten out there,” Wren said.

“Hmmmm,” he said as he searched for the ships Wren mentioned. That’s when he seemed to have found them, big, fantastically massive, hulking war machines. From what he could see, they were a hell of a lot tougher than he had thought they were. He just shook my head. He had taken five of them out, they didn’t seem that tough.

He sighed, this was going to wear him the hell out. Reaching, he started a massive number of explosions on the clone ships. Plus, he got one of the battleships that wasn’t that far away.

Wren then noticed that he had backed off a bit. She could feel that his power had dropped. She then passed him, taking forty or fifty small ships at a time.

A few moments later one of the battleships exploded and broke in half. Wren smiled that was another gone.

“Fire the energy torpedoes,” Wren said. A moment later the battleship broke in half amid explosions.

Wren stared, as she noticed that a different portal opened behind John’s ship. He seemed to be running from it though it was gaining.

Then, for the next six minutes, John destroyed everything that he faced. It appeared that we were out of energy torpedoes.

“Alright, fire all the thermal missiles. Take out all that we can,” Wren said.

Wren stared again as she saw that the portal was going to catch John. “I thank you, though it appears you are leaving. Be well and good luck,” Wren said, then the portal caught John and the ship then he was gone.

“Looks like the rest is up to us, Trigon,” Wren said.

“Affirmative,” Trigon answered.

“At least most of them are gone,” Wren said before right as the ship was rocked by a huge explosion.

Several alarms were going off, “all drives are offline. High chance of destruction,” Trigon said.

Fire all weapons that we have we might get enough to destroy them,” a worried Wren said.

For a short time, they were actually keeping the Meltry at bay.

Then the battleship started to move and fire on her. Wren had been limiting the thermal weapons, though they were closing in.

“It appears that we aren’t going to make it. We tried Trigon, we got most of them,” Wren said.

“Wren!” She heard John yelling, “Wren! Are you OK?” He was yelling as loudly as he could.

She looked up, the air in the ship thin as could be.

A moment later, Wren’s weak voice came back on the radio. “Glad to see I was able to get to you. After you left, I thought I could finish,” here she let out a chuckle. “Yeah, like you, I did too much, the ship’s wrecked, I can’t transport.”

“Hang on a minute,” John said as he pointed at her ship. He felt most of the hull seal up, as one of her engines corrected itself. “There that ought to help,” he said.

Wren sat up, her eyes wide, “I can do a little, though nothing like that. Trigon report.”

Trigon’s voice came from behind her, “the structure of the hull is now complete. Weapon build is now at fifty percent. One engine is at one hundred percent, the other at fifty-one percent and rising.”

Wren just shook her head at John, “as I said, I can do some, though nothing like that. What say we take out the rest, then rescue my people?”

John nodded as we slowly started to eliminate the rest of the fleet. Wren nodded to John as she moved close to orbit. He heard her computer telling her that they had a thousand.

John was confused as he looked at the ship, it was only three hundred feet. “How can you fit so many?” John asked.

“I found a way to digitize them several planets back. Also, got that ass of a stepbrother captured,” Wren said with a wicked-looking smile.

“Are your systems better? I was afraid that I hadn’t done enough,” John asked Wren as she started looking over all the readings.

“Most of the systems are repaired, can you come here?” Wren asked.

“Like you can? I don’t think so, the way I move is fairly different from the way you do,” John told Wren. He sighed, “I’ll try.”

John looked at her ship as he thought of it, then pop, he was there next to her. She actually gasped a bit, as she’d had no warning at all.

“Did that take much energy?” she asked.

He thought about it, then reached inside, causing Wren to smile as she nodded.

“No, it appears that it didn’t take much at all,” he said, causing Wren to smile again.

“I see that we do at least one thing the same, looking inside to see our energy. We are perhaps more alike than we thought,” Wren said.

“Perhaps,” he said as he started to scan Wren, that started her giggling. “Hmmm,” he said. “You have an overabundance of what we call mental energy, and your mind is over-stimulated by it.”