Traitor

The saurian alien presses a plasma rifle barrel to my forehead. “You’re one of the humans that destroyed the hatchery!”

“I—”

His finger goes for the trigger. “Egg killer!”

I open my long coat and reveal the concealed eggs. “I saved as many as I could from them!”


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