The Ishiman Gateship floated at the center of the massive fleet, with 3 bulk freighters alongside. Work crews were welding furiously a massive tubelike construct to the spine of the gigantic Gateship. There were 36 hours left until the Starlance arrived. Meanwhile, more and more ships appeared. Now the countless hordes that were allied against the Starlance numbered in the thousands.
Spamo checked on the status of the Gateship conversion. "Sergeant, how's that coming?"
"Well sir, most of the parts were already assembled, so we just have to connect it to the power supply of the Gateship. We should be done in about 24 hours."
"That's cutting it awfully close seargeant. Can you do it any faster?"
"Not without putting the whole assembly at risk."
Spamo frowned at the screen. That ship HAD to be ready and in position for the starlance.
"Very well Sergeant. Don't let it slack off"
"Yes sir" then the screen went blank.
So many preparations to be made, and so little time to make them. Spamo's own fleet was massive, consisting of 60 capital ships in all. But would that be enough? The Starlance could probably kill at least 10 a minute. A terrifying prospect.
Spamo tapped on his comscreen once again. It brought up the commander of the EVATs that would be in charge of storming the Starlance should the shields come down.
"Sir, you called?"
"How are the troops progressing?"
"Good enough sir. I don't know if we'd be able to completly take over entire ship. It IS 11 kilometers long. Maybe once we've made a safe land area, we could land more troops?"
"I think we can set aside a ship or two to dock and unload it's crew."
"Thankyou sir. Out".
Spamo sat back a thought for a moment. Then he reached into his desk and brought out a small pad. He poked at it for a moment then got up and left. He went to the lower science labs of his ship. Alone there, he looked at his secret weapon. The only true way to take over the Starlance was to kill its crew. And the best way to do that was to have something kill them for him.
In the jar, a small larval creature squirmed.
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(This message has been edited by Slug (edited 10-31-2000).)