The alien kid’s spaceship arrives at the terminal. The back wall is still torn down. The kid excitedly jumps out of the spaceship and runs towards the lord to report the success of her mission.
She runs into the lord’s room. The lord is pruning a plant by evaporating parts of it.
“Ba Ba,” The alien kid calls excitedly.
“Oh, good, the great missionary is here, the hero of Greenovia,” the lord says sarcastically without turning his face. “Did you just get flushed from the other side of the black hole?”
“Ba Ba,” the kid calls the lord again. She is jumping up and down, showing the Enjel capsule, which is empty.
The lord turns and takes a glance. He notices the empty capsule and gets surprised. “Did you?” the lord asks with a big smile that is growing on his face. The kid nods. “That’s my girl. I knew you wouldn’t let me down. Come here. Come here, give daddy a hug.”
The kid happily jumps into the lord’s arms. The lord hugs her tightly.
The scientist clears her throat. The lord, drowned at the moment, doesn’t notice that. “My lord,” the scientist tries again.
“What?” The lord turns to the scientist as he is hugging the kid.
The scientist points to Enjel’s return capsule on the wall. It is flickering. The lord is confused, drops the kid, and gets closer to the capsule. The kid falls to the ground on her butt. It hurts a bit. The return capsule flickers with less and less frequency until it is fully blue.
“Yep, the Enjel is back already. Great!” the scientist says disappointedly. “This is just great!” she continues with a sarcastic tone.
Everybody, including the lord, turns to the kid.
“Did you implant the capsule properly?” the lord asks.
The kid nods, but it is obvious that she is in doubt.
“Then what is the Enjel doing back here?” the lord asks angrily. “The recipient is dead already?”
The alien kid, totally confused, has no reaction but raising her eyebrows.
“Oh, forget it,” the frustrated lord says and turns to the military chief. After him, everybody else also turns to the military chief. “Chief,” the lord says, “you are all the hope we have, always has been.”
“Actually, my lord,” the scientist interjects, “it might not be all lost.”
“What do you mean?” the lord asks.
“Your kid… I mean the princess, must have been in the black hole for less than two days, two hours short of two days to be exact.”
“So?”
“So in human years, the Enjel could have lived there for 4 years. It is not much, but it might still give some clues.”
“What are you waiting for then? Start the Enjel translator, and let’s give this baby a try.”
The scientist points with her fingers, the return capsule starts flickering again, and the hologram of the Enjel appears in the center of the room.
“At your service,” the Enjel says.
“Good,” the lord starts. “Blue Enjel. Can you tell us why humans are destroying the green planet?”
“I am afraid my knowledge base is not rich enough to answer this question.”
“Ah, alright. Can you at least tell us whether they even like the green planet?”
“I don’t think they do.”
Everybody gasps. The lord, awestruck, turns back and looks at his crew.
“I don’t think they are satisfied living there,” the Enjel continues. “They constantly reach for the stars in the sky. Everyone’s goal is to become a star one day.”
“You mean they want to live on a star?”
“I know it doesn’t make sense. But I think they want to turn themselves into a star.”
“Why?” the lord asks confusedly.
“To amaze other human beings. I think it is because they admire the sky above them and its stars more than the ground beneath them.”
“If everyone becomes a star, then who’s left on the green planet to admire them?” the scientist jumps in.
“That is the irony. Each human’s goal is to become a star, yet also to prevent others from becoming one. So the others, grounded on the planet admire them shining in the sky.”
“I give up,” the frustrated lord says while raising his hands in the air. “The more she talks, the less it makes sense. Turn her off.”
The scientist makes a gesture with her hand, and the hologram disappears.
“If I may,” the military chief jumps in opportunistically, “we shouldn’t lose the precious time. We should take action, and take over the planet before it is too late. Let’s evaporate them, evaporate them all. Tomorrow, there might be nothing left to save.”
“We are talking about billions of lives there,” the scientists interrupts him furiously. “Human life matters.”
“Chief is right,” the lord jumps in before a fight bursts out between the military chief and the scientist. “We should act fast, but we need more evidence before terminating human history on the green planet. Let’s call back the Green Enjel that Chief has implanted. That translation must be more clear. Chief.”
“On my way,” the military chief responds. “Will bring the Enjel back in a few minutes.”