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seeing progress in their working together. She leaned back in her chair and watched as the squadrons went through maneuvers looking for the pilots that possessed enough talent to lead others. “Marissa, I think you need to change my name.”
    “Why is that, Kregen?”
    The computer put an announcement on her screen and she read it. She immediately contacted Kregen, “What is this!?”
    Kregen looked at her and smiled, “You can run but you can’t hide. I’ll not let you get away that easy.”
    “But it says you will be in overall command of the new Attack Fleets.”
    “I was forced to take a promotion to join. It appears the Prince thinks highly of my skills.”
    “Kregen, this is just not going to work.”
    “You really need to look in your heart, Rissa. You are the only one I want in my life and you need to get used to it. Take as much time as you need, but I refuse to let you run from what I know is right.”
    The display went dark and Marissa stared at the dark display for several minutes. She shook her head and smiled, “Your new name is Marty.”
    “New name accepted.”
    “Now find out where Kregen’s located and take me there.”
    “Why?”
    “I don’t need as much time as he thinks I do.”
    “I’ve located him.”
    Marissa punched her panel, “Captain Bengel, take command of the fleet and make them do it again. I expect them to get it perfect next time.”
    “Yes Sir. When will you be returning?”
    Marissa smiled, “I’ll let you know.” The small Attack Ship disappeared. Captain Bengel conducted eight new maneuvers before Marissa returned.
    ***
    Drey and Dee sat in a bar on the planet Rigel and watched the attack pilots causing major damage to the establishment. The bar fight had started slowly with two drunk pilots duking it out but soon others piled in. Dee lifted her glass as a pilot flew across their table scattering their meal to the floor. She took a drink as Drey stood and grabbed a pilot, stumbling toward them and guided him in another direction. Rigel was the main liberty planet of the newly formed Attack Fleets and every bar in the commercial area was experiencing the same turmoil. Dee looked at Drey, “Your pilots appear to be somewhat…undisciplined.” Drey nodded and hit a pilot between the eyes as he rushed up to their table. The pilot fell to the floor and Drey sat back down. Dee took another sip and tripped a pilot rushing by their table, “How long are you going to allow this behavior to continue?”
    Drey looked at her and shouted above the turmoil, “They’re just letting off a little steam. It appears the qualities we need in an attack pilot do have some drawbacks in other behavior. Their aggression comes out rather easily.”
    Dee shrugged, “You know they’re going to soil your reputation as being in control of your subordinates. Everyone will say you’re losing your touch.”
    Drey looked at her with a frown, raised his wrist unit, and said, “Do it now.”
    Dee stared at him, “Do what?”
    “I happen to agree with you; this has to be stopped. After all, my reputation must be defended properly.” Dee turned around as she heard a noise at the door of the restaurant.
    Fifty armored Marines entered the bar and lifted their blasters. The high frequency hum of the blasters being activated permeated the room and the mayhem ended instantly with the fighting pilots staring down the barrels of the Marines’ blasters. The pilots were marched out of the bar and gathered in the middle of the street. They looked around and saw Attack Pilots were being forced to march out of all the other establishments in the business section and forced to stand together in the middle of the square. It took another fifteen minutes but finally, more than a thousand pilots were rounded up in the center of the street and surrounded by blaster carrying marines. A Marine Colonel entered the bar and went to attention, “Sir, we have them outside.”
    Drey returned the Colonel’s salute