Orbital by bill zhao copyright 2017 Bill Zhao Table of Contents act one (earth)

way across Wyatt’s face. It wasn’t that he was enjoying others suffer, it
was because he had won. He had demonstrated his power to Derek and
was enjoying that moment as much as he could. “You know, I had the
chance to just leave them be. They posed little to no threat to us or the
entire USOC military strength. It’s not that I didn’t want to take the
risk, nor was it the fact that I’m a nice guy. I just wanted to show you
the reality of your situation. How diminutive you and your little band
of heroes are compared to us. And frankly, I think just finishing you off

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would be the smart thing to do. A quick end to a pointless war. Heck, I
can’t even call this a war. That moon battle? Yeah, we outnumbered
you ten to one. Even then, I had to admit that there were quite a lot of
you. Were. The only prisoners we took are the ones around you.” Derek
looked back down in hopelessness. “Look at them, Derek. Look at all
those you have failed.”
Wyatt’s smile receded back and soon his face had reverted back to the
grim, severe expression he always had. “There’s nothing you can do
anymore. Accept it and I’ll ensure a fair punishment.” “There’s
nothing fair about this.”
“
Come on, Derek. I think I’ve tortured you quite enough. But to be honest,
technically your friends were the ones that got you into this posi on.” The
smile came crawling back.
Derek’s sorrow started to translate into anger. “This position? This
position in which a group of less than a hundred took on and killed
over four times their numbers. Your soldiers were the ones that really
lost. It shows your weakness, your pathetic ability to command.
Operations commander? That’s a fucking joke. You are a fucking j-”