The supreme commander lamented. One expected loss, but the losses in arriving at the target planet were significant. The supreme council divided the invasion force of 1400 ships into four modules to travel the 640 light years to the target. After leaving warp space, the command center determined that two of the modules had disintegrated in hyperspace losing 700 ships.

Entering the target solar system, one capsule spun out of control crashing into the frozen wastes of the eighth planet from the star. The remaining squadron had proceeded toward the objective, the third planet from the sun.

The supreme council had determined the target planet contained the raw materials the home world desperately required to alleviate the overcrowding which threaten their survival. Prior to launching the mission, the analysts studied the broadcasts of the microwave transmissions received in the lower communications band. These transmissions indicated that the inhabitants were on the verge of creating a viable civilization which could resist an invasion.

Once determined that this planet was suitable, the leaders in the supreme council made the decision. Before the planet evolved further, they would invade, destroy the life forms ruling the planet, and then settle and colonize it.

The mission proceeded. As the capsule prepared to disperse the remaining squadron of 350 ships into the waters of the ocean, flames erupted and only a hundred ships escaped into the Northern depths of the planet’s ocean. Radar did not detect these craft because the home world had miniaturized the attacking ships.

After some confusion, the commander was able to rally the ships into a recognizable formation and adopted the disguise of small marine crustaceans that abounded in plenty in these northern waters.

The fleet began preparations for activating the Incubula. This Incubula, once activated and dispersed through the atmosphere of the planet, would carry the seeds of destruction for every living being on the planet. Then, his fellow travelers from home could make the journey and colonize the planet in earnest.

As the commander began to prepare to give the activation orders, he noticed that the formation was becoming very ragged. He paused and gave orders for the ships to align in a chevron formation.

Suddenly, the command ship began to roll and tumbled through a fine mesh-like affair. Then the ship and all the other ships of the squadron traveled down a long dark space. The occupants of the craft began to scream as powerful acids ate through the walls of each ship dissolving it. All the ships were destroyed before the Incubula could be activated.

The mission failed.

The planet, called Earth, was saved.

The two Arctic whales swam side by side. One whale let out a powerful belch.

“What’s the matter?” one whale asked.

“Dunno, must have been a bad bunch of krill.”

The End