I had the enemy in my sights. One twitch of my finger and they’d be blasted into atoms. Not that that bothered me; I was a fighter pilot, this was my job- nothing personal. Alright… maybe it was a little personal. When the Vagaari entered our territory last year, they wiped out an entire squadron of fighters that had been patrolling the border; four of them had been classmates of mine in the Defense Force Academy, one had even been my bunk mate for two years. They invaded on her 17th birthday. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ “But Valara, she was sneaking around in the middle of the night and…” ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦