posted on Nov, 18 2021 @ 04:00 PM
As the title says, I could have entered this into the contest if it weren't for the fact I missed the deadline...
You see, I am quite new here, and I did sign up before the competition, but my device was in mobile view back then, so I didn't know about the
"forums" button, so I had no idea the Short Stories forum even existed.
And then for some reason I forgot about ATS for a bit (yes, I'm very ashamed of myself) and then one day I remembered and logged on. I was just sort
of doing the kind of thing where people in cartoons and things go "ooh, what does this button do" and then they press it and then something happens,
usually something bad...but anyways, I was wondering what the "desktop view" button did so I pressed it and then... well, navigating ATS has been so
Anyways, the story...
Delgada stood on the bridge of the ship and glared at the small blue planet in front of it. She was really, really annoyed about being dragged all the
way from the Andromeda galaxy for this, plus she hadn't slept for twelve months straight...Seriously, how was a regular Xarian meant to live like
Her sister Ginari sauntered up behind her. "Hey sis, how's the Planet Clearance procedure going?"
"The virus we planted is causing havoc and the economy is on the verge of collapse," Delgada answered. "They're saying any minute now what the
humans call the 'stock market' is going to collapse."
Ginari was quiet for a moment. Then she said, "Are you sure we should be doing this?"
"We were ordered to." Delgada stared at Ginari slightly concerningly. "What's wrong?"
Like all Xarians, Delgada had dark green scaly skin and large pointed ears that sloped back. She was five centimetres taller than the average Xarian
and thirty centimetres taller than the average human, and amber eyes with flecks of green and slitted pupils. Ginari was almost identical, but with a
shorter figure and violet eyes that darkened into indigo near the pupil.
Ginari mumbled something and stared at her bare feet. (Xarians were the only species in the Andromeda galaxy that didn't like wearing shoes. They
also didn't like hats or gloves.)
"Listen, sis," Delgada sighed. "I don't exactly want to do this - all I really want to do is have a good snooze - but if I had more energy I would
probably do this without being told. Why? You know from Species Studies about humans, G. They're the most polluting species in the Milky Way. Some of
them think they're the only species in the universe. Some of them think they have supreme power over everything that isn't human. They don't even
look after their planet. Look at the COP 26. Where did that get them? Nowhere. The world leaders who stood up and made their promises, that Boris
Johnson guy, have they kept their promises? No. Even if we don't destroy their planet they'll probably destroy it themselves anyway."
She took a breath before continuing. "Look, from here you can see all the space junk they've put there. And you know how many probes they've
crashed into the other planets here. Just look out of that other window. There's what they call the "moon". We're not destroying that, though it
needs serious cleaning up. Look. There's junk everywhere. Look, there's what they call a "golf ball". And there's another probe. And on
Jupiter...some of the hydrogen fish are traumatised."
"They don't contribute anything to the Universe. Well, anything positive. "
Ginari's earpiece vibrated. "The "stock market" just collapse. You should move onto Stage Three."
Delgada nodded. "Glad you see why this planet has to be destroyed." Then she started the process of draining the planet's atmosphere.
I may decide to write a little backstory for the two sisters if this story reaches a certain number of stars/flags...or I may just write one anyway