“But-”

“Falkier, either you head this operation to save Earth or it will be invaded and destroyed.” Jason stated. Falkier tried to find some way to nominate someone else for the position but he conceded defeat. They were right; he was the best candidate for the leadership position.

“I guess your right. I am the only one who can.”

“Not just can, will. No one else would want to. Okathu would have it out for you. And you are the only one who stands a chance against him.” Sam declared.

“Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Great, now NASA has probably sent another transmission. I better get back to that.” Sam went to the second level and went to work at a station responding to NASA’s last message. “Hey, dude. NASA want to know out name. What should I tell them?”

“Tell them… TRUSE. The Trusted United Security of Earth.”

“Yeah, okay. Nice name.” Sam went back to the transmission.

“Well, I’m going to head to the hanger,” Jason said. “Rebecca’s fighter got hit in the battle. Yall can help.” He said to the other three. “I think Falkier needs a few minutes to think things over.” They strode out of the Bridge and just as the door closed, Falkier dropped into a chair.

“You okay, dude?” Sam’s voice popped up from the second level.

“Yeah, I just need a few to find myself.”

“Alright, if you get back before you return, I’ll keep you here for you.” Falkier laughed under his breathe.

“Yeah, but I fear I’m lost for good.” He walked out of the room before Sam could say anything. Falkier wandered the corridors for a few minutes before he found his way to the captains’ quarters.

“So…asses the situation. Glorthoks are attacking Earth. They have millions of troops at their disposal. We have six humans and one space station… we need help.” Falkier searched the room before he found what he needed. A small communicator device after working with it for a few minutes, he fixed it to work with a eleven digit channel. He input all eleven numbers and a voice sounded over the speaker.

“Please dial the three digit national numbers.” The statement repeated in various languages. Falkier pushed three numbers and the phone started dialing.

“Hello?”

“John, hey this is Falkier dude. Listen, I got a problem and I need your help.”

“How big of a problem?”

“Well, lets just say, it could destroy the Earth. So you gonna help me?”

Earth, a small planet in the Milky Way Galaxy. Involved in an interplanetary war. Earth’s only hope: six young humans. In the months that passed the raid of the OSS, Falkier led several more to steal technologies, fighters, and ship designs. The head quarter was the OSS that was stolen. TRUSE’s numbers grew too. Currently up to 1,500. Falkier now heads TRUSE, as Alpha One. The five others head TRUSE’s core departments. The Glorthok engineers, agreeing to certain terms, exposed technologies the Glorthoks had achieved. Okathu, the leader of the Glorthoks was furious of the theft of the OSS. In a speech to his people, he stated “They now know our technologies and resources. We must change our equipment and our tactics. Earth will fall under our rule.” Will earth be destroyed by the Glorthoks, or will TRUSE be able to save their home planet?