Part 1 The attack on Earth is delayed.
Place: On board of ''127th Emperor Hetto. '' Flagship of the invasion fleet of the Race.
Time; May 20th . 1942
Except for the loyalty to the Emperor, there is nothing FleetLord Atvar valued more than certainty. Just as other males and females of the Race, he was convinced that everything must be done perfectly. No matter how much time it would take. And the unification of the Home World by the Imperial family thousands of years before , gave the Race all the time, which was needed. Until today , Atvar was sure that was the best way to do things, indeed the only way to live and work . Yet , the photos taken by spy satellites did show how wrong Race was.
In just 800 of their own years, humans had moved from horse riding knights and troops armed with bows and arrows to Empires armed with tanks , artillery , aircraft... Which , from looking at the photos, were quickly improving. This is why an option of going into sleep so the message to the Emperor could be sent and His reply received , was not possible: Humans would became stronger still . And Atvar would not order a retreat: He did not want to be known as a coward forever. He looked at shiplord Kirel and other officers, but before he would say : ''We proceed'' thus ordering an attack on Earth to begin, suddenly every male around him, indeed everyone in this room , disappeared. '' Am I going mad? Did the humans use some weapon of such unimaginable power?
Atvar's thoughts were interrupted by a voice behind him. ''' Do not worry , Atvar, No one has died on board of your flagship . I have stopped time there. And transferred you here. So we can talk, talk for as long as we need.