Lokians, Book Three by Aaron Dennis
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Gray motherships have penetrated Earth’s atmosphere. Intel suggests the aliens are searching for NOAHH, a Non-Organic Alien Human Hybrid, yet the Gray Agenda insinuates the aliens wish to subdue Humans; why, then, are they destroying Earth and evac ships?
Riley believes only the traveler can reveal the answer, but knowledge is never what one expects.
In the face of a new Lokian threat, two factions of Grays, an elusive Reptilian, and hybrids lurking within Earth’s own government, Phoenix Crew must gather old allies, forge new allegiances, and exterminate numerous threats all at once.
Is such a thing possible? Is there, really, any glory in war? Or is this the end of Earth?
Prologue
Over a year ago, Earth Navy established contact with a race of aliens called Thewls. The space faring warriors sought help in a battle for galactic peace against a radically different race of aliens called Lokians, an insect-like race of monsters. The Humans and Thewls joined forces in search for ancient aliens simply referred to as the travelers.
After coming into contact with a single traveler, the Human crew, led by Captain Riley O’Hara, developed special abilities they used to defeat the Lokians on their home world in subspace. Following the battle, the Humans returned to their base of operations, Horizon colony, planet Eon. In lieu of a hero’s welcome, the special operations team was disbanded and reassigned. Moreover, the colony was disassembled before a chance to flourish into a new home for Humans traveling the stars.
It was discovered that President of the North American Union, Montrose, was on his way to piece together the covert operation. In reality, Montrose had ulterior motives; he was truly seeking information from the captain, information he believed might help him escape the ever-tightening grasp of his alien overlord, Oloroc.
The President arrived on Eon too late. Captain O’Hara had deserted his post. Montrose then sought out the special operations team, but they had different plans in mind, and with the help of retired Admiral John Lay, and The Bureau, they were reunited with their former captain.
Montrose used the last bit of his extensive resources to contact General Matheson, an aged Marine who was in charge of the Puller Strategic Compound on Mars. During the President’s chase, Riley O’Hara was tasked by The Bureau to capture a live Gray, a member of the aliens commonly spoken of in Earth science fiction lore. Unable to capture a Gray, Riley and crew managed to secure something else. They captured a robotic man, a Non-Organic Alien Human Hybrid, NOAHH.
The strange life form held information crucial to both Humans and Grays. Agent Adams of The Bureau teamed up with his former partner, agent Franklin. Together, they attempted an interrogation of the robotic life form. The results were astonishing. The new threat they learned of was beyond belief. The Grays were coming to Earth and in full force.
Chapter One
Captain Riley O’Hara sat fiddling with his black tie. He was back in his full dress uniform. The black slacks and blazer with gray blouse gave him a feeling of nostalgia. Once more, he was in a battle for his life, though not the battle to which he was accustomed.
The Department of the Navy Judge Advocate General was staring down at him over his spectacles. He was a heavyset, old man with a face like a droopy dog. “You do understand the implications here, Captain,” the judge asked.
O’Hara winced as he looked around the courtroom. He had waived his right to representation and requested a small hearing where only a handful of the Navy’s finest presided over his life; Century colony was as good a place as any to be Court Martialed.
“Yes, Your Honor, but I don’t think I’m fit to continue my duty,” Captain O’Hara replied, his hands clasped in his lap.
Hushed whispers passed between the five admirals. Of the five, Admiral John Lay was the most prominent. He was a graceful and powerful old man with cold, blue eyes and scars all across his face. The whispers subsided before the judge gave his attention to the captain. O’Hara sat there, a young, brash individual with sandy blonde hair, almond eyes, and an indifferent expression.
“Captain, would you elucidate upon your response? Why are you no longer fit to carry out your duties,” the judge demanded as his temper flared.
O’Hara remained relaxed with his left leg bent over his right. He then cocked his head back a little. He was taking all the time in the world to play through the proceeding.
“At any given moment, I might disagree with an order. I’m liable to go AWOL again or try to fight dangerous aliens on my own without moving through the proper channels,” O’Hara replied without looking at anyone.
Instead, he searched the room. Sparkling, wooden benches were empty. The Earth Navy Emblem, a black, five-pointed star over a battleship, was prominently displayed above the judge. The red carpeting had just been cleaned. A second wave of whispers washed over the men presiding. The judge responded by banging his gavel a few times.
“Just a second, men,” he said to them before addressing the captain. “You think you can just follow whichever orders you like? I’ll have you stripped of your officer’s rank.”
“Then, I’ll be a grunt, unable to follow even the simplest of orders. I think everyone here can agree…the best course of action is to simply discharge me.”
“I’ll send you to Hellsview for your insolence, O’Hara. You’ll do what we tell you, and that will be decided at the end of this hearing. Now,” the judge took a minute to compose himself as O’Hara’s apathetic demeanor had him on edge. “We are aware of everything you’ve done up to the war on Earth; that’s where details get sketchy. What I need to know is what possessed you to allow an alien robot the opportunity to commandeer a weapons satellite, invite an unknown race to establish communications in our system, and subsequently drop a pack of alien monsters on our home world without so much as a warning. Fighting with those…Omdu–Yal has been more than a burden.”
The captain looked over to Admiral Lay who nodded. O’Hara knew full well the admiral supported him and his decisions.
