God of Death: A short sci-fi story by David Chiasson
The decision was made, after much deliberation amongst the senate: we were going to invade the planet. We had no actual meaningful contact with the native species, but it was decided, by a landslide majority, that not only were they of no technological benefit to consider as allies, but all of their ethics, arts, and philosophies had been explored by out people at least once, and in many cases, more than once. They had demonstrated to be violent creatures, even towards each other. While we are not innocent of such a past, allowing it into our present would have simply been unacceptable.
The invasion was not something as one might think a sci-fi movie might present It was very impersonal, very swift, and very unemotional. There were no great dropships of troops armed with energy rifles and armored with crisp black suits and visored helmets. There were no gargantuan batt