Trial by Fire - eARC
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“Even once he died?”
“Particularly then. With Corcoran gone, the plan was moving forward under its own inertia, with occasional assistance from Downing. To redirect their efforts at that point would have required direct and very obvious intrusion by us.”
“Well,” asserted Vruthvur, “it is fortuitous that Corcoran’s plan survived him. And now that this war is behind us, we must call a new Convocation as swiftly as practicable.”
“Why?” asked Alnduul.
“Firstly, to censure the Arat Kur and the Ktor. Secondly to issue a stern warning to the Hkh’Rkh that without properly altered behavior, they may have permanently forfeited the offer of membership they received. And lastly, we must induct the humans into the Accord as quickly as possible. Only once they have been offered and have accepted membership can we extend full protection and, also, control their tendencies to—”
“My apologies for interrupting, learned Vruthvur, but I think you may project in error if you presume that the humans will be as swift or grateful in their acceptance of an offer of membership now as they were at the first Convocation.”
The Communitarium was still for a moment. “Explicate and illuminate, Alnduul,” Vruthvur invited.
“Again, with apologies, I must remind this group of its decision to reject the human request for direct protection after the collapse of the Convocation. And you may remember why I counseled that we grant their request: because if they felt abandoned, and that they could not depend on us, they would not be so cooperative later on.”
“Then it must be emphasized that we did save them.”
“Did we? Our participation turned a hard and uncertain fight into a devastating rout of their invaders.”
Menrelm sounded overtly impatient. “For which they should be grateful.”
“Yes, and they are. But their gratitude is conditional and limited, now—just as our willingness to help was conditional and limited.”
“And this portends what, Alnduul?”
“None may speak the future with certainty, Coordinator Vruthvur, but I speculate that, in the wake of this war, and living with the terror of their own possible extinction hanging unrelieved over their heads for several months, they will not now trust us as the guarantors of their safety.”
“Do you fear they will return here later, to exterminate the Arat Kur?”
“No. That would not be their way. The human psyche and their political ethos could have excused or at least rationalized an act of infuriated, unthinking xenocide by a fleet at great remove from its violated homeworld, uncertain of its security, and with time running out. But to return and conduct xenocide in cold blood, having to fight every step of the way? This they will not do, for matters both ethical and practical.”
“Then what are your misgivings, Alnduul?”
“I do not fear that they will preemptively attack others, but rather, will aggressively strengthen themselves. And they are in an extraordinary position to achieve this. They now have access to the most advanced Arat Kur technology. The humans will speedily copy and improve it, far faster than the Arat Kur, whose cultural predisposition is to slow, steady expansion and change.”
“This means that, at least in military applications, they will soon rival the Slaasriithi as well.”
“So I fear, Vruthvur. And there is more. The humans will realize, if they do not already, that it may be in their interest not to be members of the Accord, just yet.”
“What?” Menrelm almost exclaimed, “You speak as if they are deranged beings.”
“Not deranged: primal. And when we left them to fend for themselves against two foes, one of which was their technological superior, we caused a full reversion to primal reflex and thought. They will see this moment as a singular opportunity and will seize the freedom of action that is their right until their membership process is completed.”
“And what can they do that we cannot stop?”
“There is nothing that we cannot stop, Menrelm, but there is much that I suspect we would not stop, as a matter of choice.”
“Such as?” Vruthvur mused.
“Such as this: what if the humans were to expand beyond their pathways of allowed expansion? Not invading any other race’s systems, just expanding farther into the unclaimed and unreserved extents. What would you do?”
“I would tell them they must desist and return.”
“And if they politely pointed out that, while they prize their friendship with the Dornaani and are grateful to the Custodians, they are not yet members of the Accord, and therefore are not subject to its strictures? Then what would you do? Fire upon their ships? Inter their settlers?”
Menrelm’s mouth became straight and brittle. “You are right. We would do nothing.”
“And they know this already. They can read the political spoor left by this war clearly enough: the Arat Kur are now cowed and powerless. The Hkh’Rkh are safely trapped in a small cluster of systems by the limitations of their shift range. The Slaasriithi are passive and would be unwilling to even join our remonstrations. And we Dornaani? The humans have already begun to discern that we must rely upon them as the only energetic allies with whom we may counteract the machinations of the Ktor. We cannot afford to take aggressive or harsh actions against Earth, both because we have no legal right, and because it is contrary to our interests both as Dornaani and as the Custodians of the Accord.”
Vruthvur spoke softly. “They will run riot in the near systems. They will rush outward, to consume as many unclaimed systems as they can before we can call the next Convocation and put the matter of their membership to a final vote.”
Alnduul inclined his head. “This they will do. This we caused when we refused to provide protection for them after having been the ones to bring them to their first, and disastrous, Convocation. We erred, and we did not compensate them for being the victims of our error.”
“There was wisdom in our actions, though,” Menrelm insisted doggedly.
Alnduul’s mouth twisted slightly. “The humans also have wisdom, which we might have heeded when we hastily chose to leave them to their own devices. They have a saying: ‘err in haste, repent at leisure.’” Alnduul’s mouth straightened again. “I suspect we shall now spend several long years repenting our hasty action, standing by as the humans take advantage of this moment.”
“Is there nothing we can do, then?” asked Vruthvur.
Alnduul shrugged. “We can watch. And, maybe, learn.” He stood and raised his arms. “Enlightenment unto you.”
Dramatis Personae
The Humans
R. J. Astor-Smath: Vice President of CoDevCo and senior overseer of Indonesian operations
Alfredo Ayala: SEAL Lieutenant Commander
Matthew Barr: ex-Secret Service agent
Chris Berman: SEAL Commander
Matilda Brahen: Ensign, USSF
The “Captain”: Unnamed clone produced by Optigene Corp., subsidiary of CoDevCo
Elena Corcoran: anthropologist and IRIS operative
Nolan Corcoran: deceased Admiral, creator of IRIS and mastermind of Earth’s defense
Trevor Corcoran: SEAL captain and IRIS operative
Carlos Cruz: SEAL rating
Djoko: CoDevCo security guard
Richard Downing: head of IRIS
Etienne Gaspard: Union Consul
John Garvin: SAAS private, sniper
Hadi: Indonesian resistance fighter
Lord Thomas Halifax: Admiral, Commonwealth Joint Command, RTF 1
Benjamin Hwang: Nobel-prize winning Chinese-Canadian exobiologist
Bill “Jonesy” Jones: Admiral, USN
Heather Kirkwood: reporter
Moerdani: KOPASSUS captain, Indonesian Army
Miles “Little Guy” O’Garran: SEAL noncom
Ong Wei: captain of bulk container ship, and operative of the Taiwanese National Security Bureau
Opal Patrone: Army major and IRIS operative
Martina Perdu
ro: Admiral, USSF
Cesar Pinero: captain of freighter Maldive Reckoner
Gray Rinehart: IRIS coordinator and Richard Downing’s XO
Caine Riordan: IRIS operative, commander (USSF), and liaison to exosapients
Chistopher “Tygg” Robin: SAAS captain
President-for-Life Ruap: President of Indonesia
Bannor Rulaine: Special Forces captain
Edward Schubert: Admiral, EUSF
Ira Silverstein: Admiral, USSF
Eimi Singh: corporate liaison for CoDevCo
Duncan Solsohn: CIA analyst
Vassily Sukhinin: Federation Consul
Teguh: Indonesian resistance fighter
Sanjay Thandla: world-renowned computer expert
Mary Sue Tigner: captain and CO, SSBN Ohio, USN
Ulrike Visser: Union Consul
Lemuel Wasserman: world-renowned physicist
Jacob “Jake” Winfield: SEAL lieutenant
Stanislaus “Stosh” Witkowski: SEAL chief petty officer
The Exosapients
Alnduul: Dornaani, Senior Mentor of the Custodians
Apt-Counsel-of-Lenses / Tlerek Sirn Shethkador: Ktoran ambassador/infiltrator
Darzhee Kut: Arat Kur of Ee’ar caste, Speaker to Nestless (exosapient liaison)
Graagkhruud, First Fist: Hkh’Rkh, field marshall
H’toor Qooiiz: Arat Kur, communications expert aboard flagship Greatvein
Hu’urs Khraam: Arat Kur, First Delegate
N’Erkversh, First Voice: Hkh’Rkh, overlord of the First Family
R’sudkaat: Arat Kur, Fleetmaster aboard flagship Greatvein
Tuxae Skhaas: Arat Kur, sensor operator and assistant shipmaster aboard flagship Greatvein
Urzueth Ragh: Arat Kur, Senior Administrator
Vrryngraar: Hkh’Rkh, great troop leader
Yaargraukh: Hkh’Rkh, Advocate (ambassador)