[ WP ] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy . As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable . They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology . Humans accept the deal .

The visit was cordial. The human stood there, pretending to smile, as he greeted each individual of our nation. He seemed happy to be there. He was, after all, the first human on our soil. We had a long black list of races that we did not allow in our airspace, humans were at the top of our list. They had a long history that was soaked in blood. Their own blood, the blood of other races, so much death. It was a necessary allowance however, since the race second on our list had declared war. 
 
 But here was this... this man. He moved carefully, he calculated his every move and action. He seemed peaceable and kind. I could tell the smile was a facade, but this geniality? I could n't tell at all. 
 
 He smiled to me. `` Head of Science, Corral'gith. It is a pleasure to meet you! I've been a fan of your work in the medical field for as long as I can remember. You've saved so many lives!'' 
 
 `` Master of War, Stevenson. You've taken so many.'' My tone was cold, I could not help it. My life was dedicated to saving, his was dedicated to absolute annihilation. His smile faded, no, cracked. Beyond that, he did n't seem to react at all. `` What do you plan to say during your appeal to the approaching armies? That is, if you do n't plan on opening fire before that stage.'' 
 
 `` Of course I do n't.'' He said, the smile returning as if he'd heard a silly joke among my harsh words. `` We helped establish that rule of war, we do n't intend to break it.'' 
 
 `` Yes, you would want an amiable slaughter.'' 
 
 He left me without a response. I stood there for a moment in silence before I moved with my colleagues and kin to the viewing platform where opening comments were already underway. 
 
 `` I entreat you to end this war Galathar.'' Said the human, speaking into a microphone that would transmit his voice to the war ship. `` This planet is peaceful, they have no military or military technology. Your father would have never picked a fight so one-sided.'' 
 
 `` MY FATHER!'' Bellowed the giant. A voice heard twice, once from the speakers that transmitted from the ship and again as it echoed out of the massive steel device of war that hovered several yards away. `` MY FATHER WAS COWARD WHO PICK FEW FIGHTS, WOULD NOT EVEN FIGHT HUMANS! I WILL FIGHT ALL! GALATHAR ARMY STRONG!'' 
 
 There was a burst of red light from the prow of the ship. The beam was aimed for the human's chest, but something moved it aside where it collided with the building and exploded. The structural integrity remained, but a large chunk had gone missing. I noticed that after. Right then my eyes were studying the human who had not so much as flinched in reaction. 
 
 `` As Master of War I am sorry to inform you that opening fire during this moment of peace has been taken as an act of war, you will be given to the count of three or until another shot is fired to surrender without any damage.'' His voice reminded me of myself not moments ago, cold and uncaring. 
 
 `` One.'' The human began, voice steady as he opened a small digital menu on his wrist device. 
 
 `` GALATHAR NOT CARE HUMAN WAR!'' Came the roar again. 
 
 `` Two.'' The human continued to count. 
 
 `` FIGHT GALATHAR!'' The laser fired again, and again was deflected away. 
 
 Silently the human tapped his display. 
 
 A small black orb appeared in the air beside the man, already in motion. It flew at incredible speed towards the metal monstrosity that housed the emperor of the most war-like enemy we had ever known. It penetrated the ship as if it were made from wet cardboard, and then, in a moment I will never forget, the sound of thousands of tons of steel collapsing simultaneously filled the air. The ship imploded and fell to the ground. 
 
 The channel went dead. 
 
 The human called over one of my kin to assist him and together they redirected the microphone's transmission. Thanking briefly the one who had helped him, the human then turned to the microphone fully. `` Shabnar, I have the bad news that your eldest brother has died due an act of aggression. Do you, as the new leader of your race, accept an offer of peace from us, the human race?'' 
 
 `` Shabnar... Shabnar agree.'' 
 
 `` Good.'' And then he left. I should n't have been surprised. He handled war after all, someone else did the peace treaty. 
 

