Guest Post by Kenna McKinnon
Excerpt from SpaceHive
Earth was in danger.
Jealous eyes gazed toward our Sun from a planet called Jive Hive in another star system, black compound eyes that peered without compassion as though we were flies caught on sticky paper ready for the fire.
The first of their suns was setting as blood-orange light spilled into the valley. Three female worker bees, two over seven feet tall and the other not quite five feet, sat under a purple-flowered tree, sorting through various blossoms, while other bees worked nearby.
“We can’t go on like this much longer,” Banter said. “There are too many of us. The hive has to find a new home. The Black Watch wasps, vicious as they are, know what they’re doing. They’ve been scanning the skies for hundreds of years and keeping a check on our population.”
She sat next to her cousins, Zibb and Bipp. They had worked all day collecting pollen for their hive. Now they rested and talked of the Imperative—to colonize. The whole Jive Hive planet was abuzz with the news.
“Yes,” Zibb agreed. “The queen said this one is a plum ripe for the picking and only eight light years away. We’ll be tired from the long sleep when we arrive. It’ll be a brand new adventure for us. A new Jive Hive.”
“Too bad there are beings there.” Banter selected a fresh flower and began culling its nectar.
“Too bad we have to kill them all,” Zibb said. “I’ve heard the new planet’s green and warm. The wasp scouts said that it’s abused by its inhabitants, though.”
“Their fault then and all the more reason to kill them. We must take it while we can.”
Kenna McKinnon is a freelance writer/photographer and self-employed medical transcriptionist who lives in Edmonton, Canada. Although her degree is in Anthropology (with a minor in Psychology), Kenna has spent her life writing. Kenna has lived successfully with schizophrenia for many years. She has also published an anthology of poetry ebook on Kindle, available on www.amazon.com as well.
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