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theory. If the big ship continued its push the small moon would be in a decaying orbit within a month.
    The decaying orbit would cause the moon to accelerate slightly which would in turn eventually send it hurdling into its twin. I could not fathom the reason for putting your entire planet at risk of destruction. Shepard continued to run her own numbers and soon came back with a new theory.
    Since the planet had been depleted of its Sodium it was possible that by allowing the moons to collide and shower the planet with their debris that the Sodium in the oceans could be replenished. But it was a process that could take hundreds if not thousands of years. Again, it seemed like a risky maneuver. Why not just mine the Sodium from the moon directly? Why risk your existence on such a perilous scheme?
    Command then gave the word to return to our previous mission. We had an alien fleet to worry about first and we needed whatever data could be gathered from it before its arrival. The remainder of our trip around Alvin was uneventful and the data much the same as what we had already gathered. I again gave the BHD a quick burst sending us towards the nearest gas giant that orbited close to the orange fire of Epsilon Eridani. With a few minor micro-burst adjustments we would use the gravity of the gas giant to silently slingshot us back towards the alien fleet.
    We drifted for nearly half a day before reaching the far side of the second planet and pushing the throttle to full. Six minutes later we passed light speed and once again accelerated towards the enemy fleet. Our reconnaissance mission to the alien home world had given us far more information than we could have hoped for.
    The data also told us that the main alien fleet that approached Earth was our only concern. Even if the aliens had more ships at the ready it would take them 13 years to launch another attack as their speed was limited to below SOL. Our technologies and abilities continued to grow and the knowledge of no further threat would only serve to embolden our resolve.
    With the QE comm, Command had all the information we had acquired and our scientists and engineers were no doubt busily analyzing it. I wondered what the squid creatures were like. Did they laugh? Have families? Were they expansionists? Were they only trying to survive? It was obvious that they were aquatic animals and I found it interesting that they wore a type of helmet when in the oceans of Alvin.
    Were they saltwater creatures? Was the lack of Sodium somehow detrimental to their health? And could our scientists crack the language barrier that prevented us from understanding their motives for attacking Earth? We knew they were interested in our Sodium and we knew they used it for power. But, why not negotiate with us? We had plenty.
    At full throttle our journey back to the alien fleet would take 12 days. Again I spent the time practicing in simulations against hordes of enemy fighters. During the flight out I found that I was beginning to anticipate the simulated alien moves and had advanced to a 3-1 kill ratio. Shepard continued to tweak the program and I continued to hone my skills.
    As we reached our cruising speed of 2412 SOL the view of the stars behind our ship was again complete blackness. It was as if a giant void had opened up shielding a third of the universe from our sensors.
    All I could hear inside our ship was the faint hum from our 32 reactors which were constantly being drowned out by the play-list of music I had stored in my audio implant. My selection was typically of the Binge genre which was a throwback to the generational music of the 2030s. Hard tones followed by soft sequences that slowly built up to more hard tones.
    As I practiced my weapons and maneuvering skills I soon found that during certain songs my kill ratio increased to 5-1. I quickly compiled a short-list of songs for use during combat. If it worked in the simulation I was willing to take the chance that it would