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center.”
    “Any ships?”
    “Negative.”
    “Ready for the meet and greet?”
    “Confirmed.”
    “Meet and greet?” asked Vonda.
    “Jane has a greeting in their own
language prepared to send.”
    I opened a channel to the planet.
Immediately we received their answering service.
    “Die Heathen, thou who would bring
Ragnarok upon us. Those who worship technology will bring the end of all, if we
do not stop you. Die Heathen…”
    I muted the channel, and nodded to Jane.
She nodded back, and threw the just sent message translation onto a side
screen.
    Government of Midgard, you have
committed acts of war against the Sci-Fi and American sectors. You will
surrender to us now, or face the consequences.
    “Missile launch,” announced Jane.
    “Surprise, surprise,” I said.
“Mosquitos please.”
    Two hundred Mosquito missiles met one hundred
and twenty capital ship missiles in the upper atmosphere.
    “I wonder how they’ll explain that to
their people?” asked Alison.
    “Or this,” I added.
    One hundred and twenty missiles launched
from Guardians, and headed down to the planet. After a short pause, there was a
noticeable plume on the surface, where each of the compounds had been.
    “All sites destroyed,” said Jane.
    “Send the message again.”
    “Confirmed.”
    A side screen popped up with several people
showing, next to the screen with the translation from before. One of them spoke
in what we assumed was Old Norse. The translation went up on the other screen.
    Who are you to defile our planet?
    “Vice Admiral Hunter, of the
multi-sector fleet. You have waged war against us, and you lost. You will now
surrender.”
    I nodded to Jane, and she translated it.
    The effect was instant and completely
unexpected. One of the men turned to the other, and struck him across the face.
The man reeled back, and fell.
    The Hunter! You told us the wrath of the
hunter was of no consequence. We took you at your word. The hunter was of our
own people you said, and his wrath was meaningless. You fool. We are now
doomed!
    “Jane, ask him what he’s talking
about.”
    The man still standing, bowed.
    The prophesy of Ragnarok has a little
known codicil. This warns of a special doom if we leave our planet before the
dawn of Ragnarok itself. The wrath of the hunter would descend on us, all who
left our system would die, and we would suffer as no others will. Our Seers
told us the hunter was one of us, and as a simple woodsman, could not do
anything to hurt our people. Tell me truthfully, what of those we sent out on
Crusade?
    “All dead. Many of them took their own
lives rather than be captured.”
    We have been deceived by those who
interpreted prophesy. You are the Hunter. Are you to be our doom ahead of the
rest?
    “What is the prophesy of
Ragnarok?”
    Forbidden. Those who must know, will
know. Those who follow, must follow on faith alone.
    “I need to know.”
    He looked at me, as if really seeing me for
the first time.
    You are the Hunter. You will know. But
it’s not my place to be the instrument of enlightenment.
    “Fine.” I was getting tired of
this. “Do you surrender?”
    Midgard is at your mercy. But I cannot
surrender to you. I am but the humble caretaker of this planet. Those who rule,
removed the abomination from the sky. To where, I do not know. They make their
will known through Seers.
    I could see Vonda’s sudden smile, and the
shake of her head. Her understanding hit me as well, and I couldn’t stop myself
from snorting. It sounded like a classic political scam. The Seers were the
real rulers themselves, with people they could manipulate doing the talking for
them. They send people off on a grand crusade, thus ridding themselves of all
the troublemakers.
    I indicated Vonda.
    “This is General Wellington. She is
the new Military Governor of Midgard, until the Sci-Fi sector government
decides otherwise.”
    I waved Vonda forward. The Midgard official
bowed to her.
    “You will place all Seers