[ WP ] The last soldier of a once great empire sits alone in a small room . There is a knock on the door . Two men in uniforms have come for him .

The warrior in the small room sat on the raised xylem cross section. Everything in this room was as alien to him as the object he sat on. He wiggled a little so he could sense the delegate patterns on his armor. At least he would die encased in the stories of his people. 
 
 Two men approached. Why just two? And why did n't they bomb him from a distance? He had already shown he was a formidable warrior, slaying four warriors and two civilians, killing three of the former and the latter two while outgunned. But they are walking around in the rooms above him and around him as many as hatchlings crawling out of their eggs. It was over, the extent of their damage only remained in question. Maybe they have come to prove their valor?. These aliens were n't always logical. 
 
 They knocked. 
 
 `` We will not speak! ``, the warrior answered. 
 
 `` Well we sort of are now'', answered the door. `` Shut up? ``, the door replied. 
 
 `` Now'', `` said the former one. `` We have come to discuss peace, a treaty''. 
 
 `` I do n't negotiate. ``, the warrior replied. `` And I am loyal to my kin. Together we shall fall if it comes to that. I wont surrender till my speakers say so''. 
 
 `` They aint gon na do much speaking considering they are dead'', one of them stated. `` Will you shut it Harry? ``, the other replied. 
 
 `` They are all dead?''. 
 
 `` You have been under for a long time'', the non-Harry answered. `` I am afraid we have n't heard from your kin in my lifetime. We have been calling to them for two centuries now, promising any survivor peace and friendship. 
 
 The warrior was silent. `` Then there will only be war between us''. 
 
 `` But there is nothing left to fight for. Look, there are some anxious people waiting for the two of us not to return so they can `` do what they must'', kill you. We even came here without their consent''. 
 
 `` Then death is coming soon to greet me''. 
 
 `` You can say hi to him later''. Non-Harry stopped for a bit. `` Ok, ok, how about this. If your people are gone then your speakers are gone.'' 
 
 `` I wo n't betray my speakers''. 
 
 `` Nnono'', Non-Harry stammered. `` If a speaker dies another is found. Considering you are the only one left, does n't that make you a speaker''. 
 
 `` Thats one way of looking at it'', the warrior agreed. `` But I wo n't accept your demands. The Ring systems belong to my people!''. 
 
 Harry exhaled at this point and looked at Non-Harry, which replied with a stern look. Non-Harry turned to the door again. `` No we are not making demands. We are making cessions. You won the war''. 
 
 `` Can I get square kilometers, and some robot servants?'' 
 
 `` I am sure that can be arranged''. 
 
 `` Ah, good... I suppose I wo n't need the Ring systems all to my self''. 
 
 `` We thank you for your generosity''. 
 
 `` Please announce your fellow soldiers of this parley between the United Fleet from Earth and and the People. We can hammer out the details later on.
