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our home planets. However, there would be an
inevitable catch to such a treaty.”
    “And, this ‘catch’ would
be...”
    “The two planets would have to combine and become one,
symbolically of course, and also become one race. This would likely
be the result of our union.”
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Lionel froze, not knowing what to
say. Deep down, he was intrigued by Sam’s proposal, yet he was far
more afraid to speak that thought than he had been to admit that he
felt a connection. With that said, there was only one thing for him
left to say.
    “Well, then, I guess it’s
war.”
    “Very well,” Samakri responded calmly, with not a hint of
disappointment in her voice, nor an indication that she would allow
Zebda to lose for Lionel’s sake. In a way, Lionel was the one who
was disappointed, and he was also aware of the fact that Sam would
have no mercy on his kind, to say the very least. The otherworldly
vixen pulled a strange device out of her handbag; something
resembling a cell phone, only consisting of a much more advanced
technology. She pressed a button, and it seemed to zap her with a
jolt of electricity. Her entire body lit up in a strange green
light, and, suddenly, a man appeared in the musty farmhouse parlor.
He was as pale as Samakri, with the same yellow eyes, and orange
hair. A chill ran down Lionel’s spine. It was Blekrin.
    At that point, Lionel was
completely speechless; he remained stuck in his own fear; consumed
by it. Samakri turned to her father and said to him, “The earthling
has declared war on Zebda, dearest father and Armpha.”
    “Is that so?” he asked. “Well, in
that case, let the fighting begin.” That was the last thing that
Lionel remembered before he fainted.
    The
young man awoke in a strange place. He was in some kind of weird
building. It was made of a strange material, or, rather,
element. Yalmax, he
thought. He was on Planet
Zebda, and the war had begun. Just then, he noticed an army of what
he assumed were Zebdian soldiers. They were charging towards him,
their translucent Yalmax swords in hand; raised in favor of ending
Lionel’s life. Then, he realized what horror actually befell him.
The war was not waged as Zebda vs. Earth; it was waged Zebda vs.
Lionel Davidson.
    “Get him; get the traitor!” a teenaged soldier screamed at
Lionel. The boy, who was at least a handful of years younger than
Lionel himself, had the same skin and eyes as other Zebdians; with
bright blue hair colored like the Atlantic Ocean. Then, Lionel
noticed that some of the other soldiers did not have the same skin
and eyes; they sported a pinkish or taupe dermis and eyes primary
in color. That could only mean one thing. The boy was Samakri’s brother.
    One of the other soldiers,
presumably middle aged, called out to the boy. Apparently, his name
was Nelvak, and he has seen only fourteen summers. For a moment,
Lionel felt a strange sympathy for the boy; for Nelvak, until the
child soldier walked up to him and jabbed him in the ribs with his
sword in a way that would not kill him, but would set him straight.
Then, Nelvak sneered cruelly at Lionel, and continued to spit in
his face. Lastly, before moving on, he kicked Lionel in the head;
leaving him on the cold ground with no one to aid his cause or his
life.
    Lionel than saw Samakri for the
first time since he had awoken on Zebda. She was not in her
steampunk earth gear, but was clad in a revealing two-piece armor,
made of the sheerest Yalmax that was tinted the same shade of
purple as her hair, with embellishments along the seams that
matched her golden eyes. She glared at him with an animal-esque
ferocity in her gaze; she held his stare for what seemed like
eternity, and then she walked away.
    There was nothing in the world, or,
in this case, the universe, that Lionel Davidson wanted more than
to be back home on Earth. He had known from the very beginning that
he could not trust the girl, Samakri. But, yet he had been foolish
enough to believe,