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Michael stood up at post in the lookout tower. A black spacecraft ripped its way through the dark night sky, just barely visible. He would not have known where it was if he hadn't seen the blue fires from the ship's lithium ion engines. He stared at it for a second, wondering who could possibly be flying over the base...and saw the logo of the Black Sun on the ship's wings.
"Shit," he said, jumping to the other side of the tower. He slammed his fist into the alarm button, and an immediate clammer of sirens and lights followed. He grabbed the comm. "This is Watch Tower Two reporting a Black Sun fighter flyover. Fuel a ship to get the Director off of the planet immediatly. All troops are to report to their battle posts on the double!" He threw down the comm. and jumped down the ladder to the bottom of the tower. The door was open to the outside and the night air blew in.
"Shit," he said, jumping to the other side of the tower. He slammed his fist into the alarm button, and an immediate clammer of sirens and lights followed. He grabbed the comm. "This is Watch Tower Two reporting a Black Sun fighter flyover. Fuel a ship to get the Director off of the planet immediatly. All troops are to report to their battle posts on the double!" He threw down the comm. and jumped down the ladder to the bottom of the tower. The door was open to the outside and the night air blew in.