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Arawaks vs. Aliens

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A Justice Crew Tale

The Spanish ships appeared, intimidating as a Hollywood movie alien invasion. The natives greeted and his sailors in a friendly manner, offering numerous trinkets to their would-be conquerors.

Would-be. The Arawaks did not know the future.

Several mile-wide discs appeared in the sky. This time, the Spaniards stared in awe and curiosity. Jet-packed
predators in armored space suits flew out of the nearest disc, landing and immediately killing and the sailors around him.

A ten-story tall walking tripod landed on the beach. It began blasting the Nina, , and Santa Maria out of existence and history books.

The back of the tripod had a custom plate with the letters WR PRGRS. Inside the tripod, a Howard Zinn book was tucked into the back of the pilot’s seat.

Over the next few months, the combat aliens trained the Arawaks in the art of 21st century warfare, complete with weapons, munitions, body armor and enhancers.

Rose from the Soul Patrol watched the progress from her cabin in the main floating disc. gave her the ability to be very productive with her free, uh, time. She never aged due to the curse, which made these sojourns possible. While Sean, Eva, Maria, and the others slept the night away in the present, Rose time-traveled for months.

She smiled, even though she had merely created an alternate timeline. It was not possible to undo the injustices in her own timeline, but she found solace in that she had created a new reality where an evil event had been prevented and rectified. 

Soon, the Arawaks and other natives would sail the Atlantic and, ahem, visit . One good turn deserved another, as far as Rose was concerned. She hoped was among the first to bite the dust.

“Machado created the Soul Patrol,” telepathically commented the R’chtr Z’thms alien crystal that had befriended Rose and made all this possible.

Exactly, thought Rose.

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