This is a collection of short stories, told from an alien perspective - to other aliens - about humans and their wacky, crazy, hilarious, sometimes deeply sinister interactions with the rest of the galaxy. None of the stories overlap; all of them ha...
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The Federation finally had their reason to destroy the upstart humans. Since their first contact, many species had been wary, and in their minds, with good reason.
The humans hid behind facades of peace, friendship, commerce, economy - but they could not hide their history. They were brutish, savage killers, all the way to the core. They'd butchered, enslaved and experimented on hundreds of millions of their own people barely less than two hundred years before first contact.
Of course the bleeding hearts in the council had argued that a species' history should not condemn them. That their past hundred and fifty years had been peaceful, prosperous, showing a massive shift in their ideology and philosophy.
The human representative had given a rousing speech in their own defense, referencing a holy text saying that "the sins of the father should not be visited upon the heads of their children." It had struck a chord among the more spiritual races, and seated their place on the council.
Still, many species thought that humans were dangerous. And slowly, they were proven correct. The humans all but stole every technological advance they came across. Through aggressive research agreements, trade accords and various skirmishes with pirate factions, humanity grew more powerful and advanced with each and every year they remained a part of the council. They reverse engineered every technological marvel that they could get their hands on, and then began to improve it! Designs which had been deemed acceptable for thousands of years, their scientists began tinkering, looking for an edge.
And of course, although they stole every design they started with, they jealously guarded their advancements.
No military could match their might, and their trade agreements seemed to create the backbone of the entire economy of the outer rim.
The echelons began to whisper that the humans were going to usurp their thrones, the age-old seats of the senate handed down to the same ruling races generation after generation. The species of the rim were beginning to clamor for humans to have their own seat on the Senate. A new seat had not been awarded in almost two thousand years, when humans were still using mud for their huts, and here they were, daring to demand a seat in the most important galactic affairs.
And so, a plan was hatched. Humanity couldn't hide what they were. Spies were dispatched into their midst. High-level "friends" searching for access to humanity's darkest secrets. What they found sickened even the oldest members of the senate, whom had seen countless wars.
There was a dark underbelly to humanity. A group of criminals that thrived on "black market alien goods." These goods were the flesh and organs of Federation species. Human pirates. They captured, killed, enslaved and performed illegal, unethical and disturbing experiments on anyone without the defenses to stand against them. They butchered the Langan for their superior hearts and kidneys, selling them to human elites to expand life spans. They took Koorigal slaves and sent them to faraway mining sites, which were furtively hidden by human corporations.
