The Source

“Captain Brahms, we’ve detected traces of a possibly cloaked ship entering the far side.”

“Roger, Lt. Jacobs. Send a reconnaissance.”

Jacobs and his squadron launched seeker drones.

Scans showed a ship had landed on the moon and began drilling ...

“Captain, sir, it looks like they’re harvesting ‘The Source.’”

“Fire at will, Lieutenant.”

Jacobs instructed his pilots to weaponize the drones and blast the ship into pieces.

They later gathered for a debriefing.

Captain Brahms chuckled.

“Sir?” asked Jacobs.

“History repeats, Lieutenant. Remember those times we went to war over oil? Now it’s all about ‘The Source.’ You know, H20.”