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"Command, this is Vasquez. We have incoming hostiles."

"Copy, Odyssey. Identify them."

Kaelen appeared beside her. "They are the Shadow. The First Ones' greatest enemy."

"They were sealed away. How did they escape?"

"The seals have weakened over time. They are breaking free."

Elena's jaw tightened. "Then we stop them."

The Odyssey engaged, its cannons blazing. The Shadow ships were fast, agile, but no match for the alliance.

"Their flagship is vulnerable," the Builder said.

Elena targeted it, her weapons locked. "Fire."

The flagship exploded, its fragments scattering.

"Command, the enemy is retreating."

"Copy, Odyssey. Good work. Come home."

Elena turned the ship toward the colony, the stars streaking past.

The Shadow were defeated.

But she knew they would return.

And she would be ready. Always.

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Jack lay on the rocky ground, watching the valley below through his rifle scope. German positions dotted the darkness-small fires, moving shadows, the distant murmur of voices.

Beside him, Tony shivered. "Remind me why we're not in Brooklyn."

"Because someone has to be here."

"Yeah, but why us?"

Jack didn't have an answer.

Sergeant Kowalski crawled up behind them. "Recon patrol in two hours. We need to know their strength, their positions, everything. Volunteers?"

Jack and Tony looked at each other. Then both raised their hands.

Kowalski nodded. "Good. Get some sleep. You'll need it."

They slept in turns, wrapped in thin blankets, the cold seeping through everything. Jack dreamed of Ohio-green fields, warm sun, Mary laughing.

Then Kowalski's hand on his shoulder. "Time."

They moved out at midnight, three men against the darkness. Jack led, Kowalski behind him, Tony bringing up the rear. No words. Just hand signals and years of training.

The German camp spread below them. Tents. Trucks. Artillery pieces. More than they'd expected.

Jack counted. Memorized. Hand signals back to Kowalski.

Then a twig snapped.

A German sentry turned, rifle rising.

Jack didn't think. He moved. Knife out, arm around the guard's neck, one quick motion.
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