Silique
Copyright© 2008 by Legacy
Chapter 4: Contact
Trat's command module managed to climb out of its hole just 3 days after the birth of the colony. Moving closer to the earthling birthing camp made surveillance possible.
Trat had no protocol to follow based on the situation he found there. The entire population of Golan was effectively in military and medical quarantine. His command module was not equipped to fight. His ship was not supplied with enough equipment for himself and the infants to remain hidden.
The plan called for the population to accept the babies as their own. When they grew up, they would be introduced, one at a time, to Trat and the command module. Their people would be reborn as a subset of the sentient population of Earth.
Trat was forced to improvise. Contact was necessary.
Making initial contact was easy. Simply walking to the gate of the facility assured him a meeting with the camps leadership.
A simple conference room served as the actual first contact room. It was virtually empty aside from the table, chairs and white boards. Everyone in the room came as they were for this extraordinary event. The base commander was in his exercise clothes and exuded the musk of someone recently exerting himself.
Trat got straight to the point. He described everything openly and completely to the best of his knowledge. He was a specialist, as all members of advanced civilizations tend to be. He did not know how the spaceships worked. He could not point at his star. He could not tell those in the room why his planet was a volcanic mess.