Pearl Harbor
by DC_Michael_1981
Copyright© 2021 by DC_Michael_1981
A non-canon Story in a possible future of
Thinking Horndog’s Swarm Universe
Today is the day that we celebrate the end of this endless war. I haven’t been here from the beginning, but my dad was there. At 14, he was one of the first volunteers extracted, and I was his 184th birthday present. Now as my nanites are losing their ability to maintain my health and youth, our enemies are destroyed; dead or eternally scattered to the void between worlds. The Sa’arm still thrive, and they inhabit ten times the number of worlds they did when the Confederacy first announced themselves to Earth. But like Churchill on December 7th, 1941, today is the day we replicate the good champagne and celebrate.
You see, the Swarm are no more our enemy than army ants were the enemy of Kayapo tribes; before the Sa’arm ate them both. Our enemy was the Confederacy who held back technology, slowed our weapons development, and prevented us from using the weapons we managed to develop to their full potential. For example, they accidentally allowed us to create a weapon that could wipe out any Swarm controlled world. If their AIs had realized the potential, it wouldn’t exist. If after that first attempt, we had not been restricted from using it against planets we could have prevented billions of deaths, human and Confederate, and the fall of Earth.
Sure, when Earth was first colonized by the Swarm we were allowed minimal resources to fight there, but just enough to boost moral. Earth survived the first and second, even the sixth, colonization fleets, but by the time the 20th Sa’arm fleet entered the system Earth was no longer a human world.
The worlds of the Confederacy proper had three ways to deal with the threat: some evacuated and colonized more distant worlds, some built ships with their own ecosystems or cryogenic systems to preserve themselves in empty space until the swarm had consumed the whole galaxy and starved, but most of them just stuck their fingers -or other protrusions- in their ears -or other sensory organs- and hummed real loud.
When the last Kristanian life sign ceased, the last Confederacy world fell. The Confederacy was a confederacy of worlds. With no worlds, the Confederacy ceased to exist, and the AIs in human space reverted to the next authority. In a few cases that authority was a drifting haven ship but most AIs, lacking any members of the species that created them, recognized the authority of the Captains and Governors to which they were assigned.
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