[ WP ] Humans are successful partly because we 're omnivores and this holds true on the galactic scale as well . In the future humans have quickly become feared throughout the Milky Way as our soldiers are ready to eat almost anything ... or anyone .

`` They look like rabbits.'' Jenkins watched the alien lagomorphs bouncing across the field with narrow-eyed scrutiny. `` Sure, they are n't furry, but whatever. Might make it easier, you know? Scrape the scales off instead?'' 
 
 `` Good enough for me, I guess.'' Murphy shrugged. `` Do they have extra legs? They look like they do.'' 
 
 `` And antennae,'' Smith added. `` Kind of like... bug-'' 
 
 `` No. Stop. I'm in no mood, Smith.'' Jenkins shot a glare to Smith - who was, predictably, grinning all too widely. 
 
 `` Bug bunnies, that's all I was going to say- augh!'' 
 
 `` Thank you, Murphy.'' 
 
 Smith said something, but it was muffled against Murphy's sleeve. 
 
 `` You eat last. Let's go and round us up some space rabbits, fellas.'' 
 
 -- - 
 
 < < They're looking at us. > > Nsh'tv turned its attentions to Rnt'qr. < < Oh by the gods they're looking at us. > > 
 
 < < We're too fast, > > Rnt'qr reassured with a chitter and a chirr. < < See how slow they are? And they're fighting amongst themselves. We'll be in the ground long before they can- > > 
 
 The sound of alien technology boomed like thunder. Louder than thunder. So loud that it made Znh'gp's ears bleed. 
 
 < < Oh gods. Oh gods. What was that?! > > Znh'gp's transmissions were too loud. Nsh'tv thumped the ground a few times and dialed into the public telepathic frequency. Someone was screaming. No, two. 
 
 And then there was the missing signal. 
 
 < < We have lost Bwn'kx. > > Nsh'tv turned its attentions to the others. < < We have lost one of our own. > > 
 
 < < To the loud noise? > > Rnt'qr did n't sound convinced. 
 
 The sound came again. And again. 
 
 And again. 
 
 Rnt'qr looked on in horror - and finally understood just what the Hzzt'nkrrh were trying to tell them all this time: 
 
 < < Do not trust the slow ones on two legs. They come from a world with one moon. They have no hearts - but a hundred stomachs. They will eat anything. They ate all the creatures of their world - and they are coming to eat the rest. The Zzrt'nqqp are already lost. The Prrb'nktr are dying. So, too, are we. It will be a matter of time before they find our breeding pods and crack them open. You will be next. > > 
 
 A concept that was singularly inconceivable blossomed into a horror that filled Rnt'qr's maw with bile. It sicked up on the ground and immediately went into the nearest burrow, abandoning the others to their fates. 
 
 Rnt'qr did not need to see what they did to the bodies - the sickening smell of roasting Rrzt'hrhr flesh and the groans and growls of the aliens' satisfaction were more than enough. 
 
 Rnt'qr would never sleep again.
