Chapter 15 : Peaceful Negotiations

Mark not wanting to fall into an ambush drew a crude map on the floor of where the new meeting would take place before blasting off to get ready.

When the ship carrying the alien negotiators arrived at the new location Mark looked bored as he sat on top of the royal highness who had been brutally beaten to a pulp and forced to act as his chair.

First impressions were important Mark thought to himself as the ship landed and the horde of green aliens walked out, the tension in the air and on there faces was noticeably thick with dread when they saw their emperor.

Mark pointed at the old Head Negotiator who he assumed to be there leader and demanded he give him the translator device around his neck.

He didn't know for sure if it was a translator he just assumed such a highly advanced civilization would understand his intentions and bring the necessary equipment.

When the beautiful young alien girl beside him pulled out a box containing a similar device he felt his guess was spot on.

The old alien already had one prepared for Mark but to his surprise he refused it by smacking it away and destroying it while demanding the Head Negotiator to take off his and hand it over.

The old alien tried to protest in Flaxan but to Mark it just sounded like gibberish, he felt a bit annoyed that these devices allowed them to understand English but not speak it?

Mark : "Just wear a different one now!"

The old alien sighed and ordered one of the soldiers to take off his translator as he handed his over to the great invader and put on the soldiers.

The head negotiators plan had gone down the drain that translator which was especially made for the great invader was rigged with the deadliest poison on the planet.

After putting it on around his neck Mark tried to test it out by pointing at the beautiful young alien next to the old alien and asking for her name.

Mark wasn't sure how this strange device worked everything he said was presumably translated into Flaxan and the Flaxan language would be heard and translated into English.

Mark : "You what's your name?"

Yol'Lawl : "Me?"

The head negotiator frowned and stepped in front of his granddaughter to protect her from this menace.

Head Negotiator : "She is just an assistant great one not even worth your time or-".

Mark : "Shut up!"

Alien Negotiator :"Sir plea-". *WHOOSH!

Mark backhanded the old fool with an impact that tore off his lower jaw and sent his decrepit ass flying.

Yol'Lawl : "EEEEEEEEEEK!!!"

The beautiful alien shrieked and in an instant Mark and the Alien guards reacted. The alien guards charged and fired there weapons while the white robed alien negotiators retreated behind them, all except one.

Mark flew through the charging alien guards and the retreating alien negotiators creating a bursting chain reaction of shockwaves that seemingly disintegrated the green horde into chunks of gore in the sky.

There was a moment of absolute silence as the blood and meat paste rained down from above.

The sole survivor could no longer scream or weep.

Yol'Lawl being a privileged elite had never experienced death let alone something as cruel and horrific as this massacre.

The deep trauma had left her shell shocked and unable to accept reality.

Mark looked at the Flaxen female wearing a revealing white robe which was now drenched in fresh blood.

Yol'Lawl was as quiet as a mouse while looking at him with a dumb expression no longer able to react or utter a sound.

Having fought in wars Mark was familiar with the symptoms and approached her calmly.

When she saw Mark smile while slowly approaching her, Yol'Lawl still covered in the guts and blood of her people nearly fainted as the confused expression turned into fear and panic.

When Yol'Lawl finally mustered enough strength to back away from Mark, he used his flight to immediately close the distance and pick her up from the neck with one hand .

Mark : "Do you know why I let you live?"

Yol'Lawl : "…"

She wet herself at the question.

His smile turned even wider as his eyes squinted at her reaction.

Mark : "Because I like that look in your eyes".