A hundred years before Ender's Game, humans thought they were alone in the galaxy. Humanity was slowly making their way out from Earth to the planets and asteroids of the Solar System, exploring and mining and founding colonies.
The mining ship El Cavador is far out from Earth, in the deeps of the Kuiper Belt, beyond Pluto. Other mining ships, and the families that live on them, are few and far between this far out. So when El Cavador's telescopes pick up a fast-moving object coming in-system, it's hard to know what to make of it. It's massive and moving at a significant fraction of the speed of light.
But the ship has other problems. Their systems are old and failing. The family is getting too big. There are claim-jumping corporates bringing Asteroid Belt tactics to the Kuiper Belt. Worrying about a distant object that might or might not be an alien ship seems…not important.
They're wrong. It's the most important thing that has happened to the human race in a million years. This is humanity's first contact with an alien race. The First Formic War is about to begin.
Earth Unaware is the first novel in The First Formic War series by Orson Scott Card and Aaron Johnston.
THE ENDER UNIVERSE
Ender’s Game / Speaker for the Dead / Xenocide / Children of the Mind / Ender in Exile / Children of the Fleet
Ender’s Shadow series
Ender’s Shadow / Shadow of the Hegemon / Shadow Puppets / Shadow of the Giant / Shadows in Flight
The First Formic War (with Aaron Johnston)
Earth Unaware / Earth Afire / Earth Awakens
The Second Formic War (with Aaron Johnston)
The Swarm / The Hive
A War of Gifts / First Meetings
About the Author
ORSON SCOTT CARD is the author of the bestselling Ender’s Universe series and its spinoffs. Ender's Game and Speaker for the Dead both won Hugo and Nebula Awards, making Card the only author to win these two top prizes in consecutive years. Card has also written the fantasy Tales of Alvin Maker and Mither Mages series.
AARON JOHNSTON is a New York Times bestselling author, comic book writer, and screenwriter who often collaborates with science-fiction legend Orson Scott Card (Invasive Procedures, the First and Second Formic War series in the Ender Universe).
Hometown:Greensboro, North Carolina
Date of Birth:August 24, 1951
Place of Birth:Richland, Washington
Education:B.A. in theater, Brigham Young University, 1975; M.A. in English, University of Utah, 1981
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The First Formic War Volume One of the Formic Wars
By Orson Scott Card, Aaron Johnston
Tom Doherty AssociatesCopyright © 2012 Orson Scott Card and Aaron Johnston
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Victor didn't go to the airlock to see Alejandra leave the family forever, to marry into the Italian clan. He didn't trust himself to say good-bye to his best friend, not without revealing how close he had come to disgracing the family by falling in love with someone in his own asteroid-mining ship.
The Italians were a four-ship operation, and their lead ship, a behemoth of a digger named Vesuvio, had been attached to El Cavador for a week, as the families traded goods and information. Victor liked the Italians. The men sang; the women laughed often; and the food was like nothing he had ever eaten, with colorful spices and creamy sauces and oddly shaped pasta noodles. Victor's own invention, an HVAC booster that could increase the central heating temperature on the Italians' ships by as much as eleven degrees, had been an immediate hit with the Italians. "Now we will all wear one sweater instead of three!" one of the Italian miners had said, to huge laughter and thunderous applause. The Italians had been so smitten with Victor's booster, in fact, that it had brought in more trade goods and prestige than anything else the family had offered. So when Concepción called Victor in to talk to him just before the Italians decoupled, he assumed she was going to commend him.
"Close the door, Victor," said Concepción.
Victor did so.
The captain's office was a small space adjacent to the helm. Concepción rarely closed herself in here, preferring instead to be out with the crew, matching or surpassing them in the amount of labor they put in each day. She was in her early seventies, but she had the energy and command of someone half her age.
"Alejandra is going with the Italians, Victor."
Victor blinked, sure that he had misheard.
"She's leaving from the airlock in ten minutes. We debated whether it was wise to even tell you beforehand and allow you two to say good-bye to each other, thinking perhaps that it might be easier for you to find out afterward. But I don't think I could ever forgive myself for that, and I doubt you'd forgive me either."
Victor's first thought was that Concepción was telling him this because Alejandra, whom he called Janda for short, was his dearest friend. They were close. He would obviously be devastated by her departure. But a half second later he understood what was really happening. Janda was sixteen, two years too young to marry. The Italians couldn't be zogging her. The family was sending her away. And the captain of the ship was telling Victor in private mere minutes before it happened. They were accusing him. They were sending her off because of him.
"But we haven't done anything wrong," said Victor.
"You two are second cousins, Victor. We would never be able to trade with the other families if we suddenly developed a reputation for dogging."
Dogging, from "endogamy": marrying inside the clan, inbreeding. The word was like a slap. "Dogging? But I would never in a million years marry Alejandra. How could you even suggest that we would do such a thing?" It was vile to even think it; to the belter families, it was on the wrong side of the incest taboo.
Concepción said, "You and Alejandra have been the closest of friends since your nursery years, Victor. Inseparable. I've watched you. We've all watched you. In large gatherings, you always seek each other out. You talk to each other constantly. Sometimes you don't even need to talk. It's as if you know precisely what the other is thinking and you need share only a passing glance between you to communicate it all."
"She's my friend. You're going to exile her because we communicate well with each other?"
"Your friendship isn't unique, Victor. I know of several dozen such friendships on this ship. And they are all between a husband and his wife."
"You're sending Alejandra away on the basis that she and I have a romantic relationship. When we don't."
"It is an innocent relationship, Victor. Everyone knows that."
"'Everyone'? Who do you mean exactly? Has there been a Family Meeting about us?"
"Only a Council. I would never make this decision on my own, Victor."
Not much of a relief. The Council consisted of all the adults over forty. "So my parents agree to this?"
"And Alejandra's parents as well. This was a difficult decision for all of us, Victor. But it was unanimous."
Victor pictured the scene: All of the adults gathered together, aunts and uncles and grandparents, people he knew and loved and respected, people whose opinion he valued, people who had always looked upon him fondly and whose respect he had always hoped to maintain. All of them had sat together and discussed him and Janda, discussed a sex life that Victor didn't even have! It was revolting. And Mother and Father had been there. How embarrassing for them. How could Victor ever face these people again? They would never be able to look at him without thinking of that meeting, without remembering the accusation and shame.
"No one is suggesting that you two have done anything improper, Victor. But that's why we're acting now, before your feelings further blossom and you realize you're in love."
Another slap. "Love?"
"I know this is difficult, Victor."
Difficult? No, unfair would be a better word. Completely unfair and unfounded. Not to mention humiliating. They were sending away his closest friend, perhaps his only true friend, all because they thought something would happen between them? As if he and Janda were animals in heat driven by unbridled carnal impulses. Was it too much to imagine that a teenage boy and a teenage girl could simply be friends? Did adults think so little of adolescents that they assumed that any relationship between sixteen- and seventeen-year-olds of the opposite sex had to be motivated by sex? It was infuriating and insulting. Here he was making an adult-sized contribution in the trade with the Italians, bringing in the largest share of income for the family, and they didn't think him mature enough to act properly with his second cousin. Janda wasn't in love with him, and he wasn't in love with her. Why would anyone think otherwise? What had initiated this? Had someone on the Council seen something between them and misinterpreted it as a sign of love?
And then Victor remembered. There was that time when Janda had looked at him strangely, and he had dismissed it as pure imagination. And she had touched his arm a little longer than normal once. It wasn't sexual at all, but he had liked the physical contact between them. That connection hadn't repulsed him. He had enjoyed it.
They were right, he realized.
He hadn't seen it, and they had. He really was on the brink of falling in love with Janda. And she had fallen in love with him, or at least her feelings were moving in that direction.
Everything swelled up inside him at once: anger at being accused; shame at learning that all the older adults on the ship had talked about him behind his back, believing he was moving toward disgraceful behavior; disgust with himself at realizing that perhaps they may have been right; grief at losing the person who meant the most to him in his life. Why couldn't Concepción simply have told him her suspicions before now? Why couldn't she and the Council have said, "Victor, you really need to watch yourself. It looks like you and Alejandra are getting a little close." They didn't have to send Janda away. Didn't they know that he and Janda were mature enough to act appropriately once the family's fears were voiced? Of course they would comply. Of course he and Janda wanted to adhere to the exogamous code. Victor would never want to do anything to dishonor her or the family. He and Janda hadn't even realized that their relationship might be headed toward perilous waters. Now that they knew, things would be different.
But arguing would only make him look like a child. And besides, he would be arguing to keep Janda here, close to him. Wasn't that proof that the family was right? No, Alejandra had to go. It was cruel, yes, but not as cruel as keeping her here in front of him every day. That would be torture. Now that their love — or pre-love or whatever it was — had been so flagrantly pointed out to them, how could he and Janda think of anything else whenever they saw each other? And they would see each other. All the time, every day. At meals, passing in the hall, at exercise. It would be unavoidable. And out of their duty to honor one another and the family, they would become distant and cold to each another. They would overcompensate. They would refrain from any look, any conversation, any touch between them. Yet even as they tried in vain to avoid each other, they would be thinking about the need to avoid each other. They would consume each other's thoughts, even more so than before. It would be dreadful.
Victor immediately knew that Alejandra would understand this as well. She would be devastated to learn that she was leaving her family, but she would see the wisdom of it as well, just as Victor did. It was one of the many reasons why he respected her so much. Janda could always see the big picture. If a decision had to be made, she would consider every ramification: Who would be affected and when and for how long? And if the decision affected her, she would always consider it dispassionately, with an almost scientific eye, never letting her emotions override any wisdom, always putting the needs of the family above her own. Now, standing here in Concepción's office, Victor realized that perhaps it wasn't respect that he felt for her. It was something else. Something greater.
He looked at Concepción. "I would suggest that I go with the Italians instead of Alejandra, but that wouldn't work. The Italians would wonder why we were giving up our best mechanic." He knew it sounded vain, but they both knew it was true.
Concepción didn't argue. "Alejandra is bright and talented and hardworking, but she has yet to choose a specialty. They can adapt her to what they need. You, however, are already specialized. What would they do with their own mechanic? It would put you in competition at once. No, they would not accept the situation, and we could not do without you. But it was generous, if pointless, for you to consider it."
Victor nodded. It was now a matter of clearing up a few questions. "Alejandra is only sixteen, two years too young to marry. I'm assuming the Italians agree to wait until the appropriate time to formally introduce her to potential suitors from their family. They understand that they can't possibly be zogging her now."
"Our arrangement with the Italians is very clear. Alejandra will be bunking with a family with a daughter her age and no sons. I have met the daughter myself and found her most agreeable and kind. I suspect that she and Alejandra will get along very well. And yes, the Italians understand that Alejandra is not to be considered a prospect for marriage until she comes of age. When that time comes, she is not to be coerced into a relationship or choice. She will move at her own pace. The decision of who and when to marry is entirely her own. Knowing Alejandra, I suspect she will have her pick of bachelors."
Of course Janda would have her pick, Victor thought. Any suitor with an eye for beauty — both physical and in every other respect — would immediately see the life of happiness that awaited him with Janda at his side. Victor had known that for years. Anyone who spent five minutes with Janda would know she would one day make an attractive bride. Everything that men hoped for in a companion was there: a brilliant mind, a kind disposition, an unbreakable devotion to family. And until this moment, Victor hadn't considered this opinion of her anything other than intelligent observation. Now, however, he could detect another sentiment buried within it. Envy. Envy for the man lucky enough to have her. It was funny, really. The feelings he had harbored all along for Alejandra were like emotions filed away in a mismarked folder. They had always been there. He had just given them a different name. Now the truth of them was glaringly obvious. A long friendship had slowly evolved into something else. It hadn't fully developed and resulted in any action, but its course was set. It was as if the boundary between friendship and love was so thin and imperceptible that one could cross it without even knowing it was there.
"The Italians can never know the real reason why Alejandra is leaving," said Victor. "They can't know that she was moving toward an unacceptable relationship. That would forever taint her and drive off potential suitors. You must have told them some invented reason. Families don't just send off their sixteen-year-old daughters."
"The Italians believe that Alejandra is going early so that she may have time to adapt to being away from her family and thus avoid the homesickness that plagues so many zogged brides," said Concepción. "Such emotions, however natural, can put a strain on a young marriage, and we have explained to the Italians our desire to avoid it."
It was a smart cover story. Homesickness happened. Victor had seen it. Sooman, a bride that had come to El Cavador a few years ago to marry Victor's uncle Lonzo, had spent the first weeks of their marriage crying her eyes out in her room, bemoaning the loss of her Korean family. She had come willingly — no zogging is a forced marriage — but homesickness had crept in, and her constant weeping had really gotten to Victor. It made him feel like an accomplice in a kidnapping or rape. But what could be done? There could be no divorce or annulment. Her family was already millions of klicks away. Eventually she had come around, but the whole experience had been a burden for everyone.
"What assurance do we have that the Italians will abide by these conditions?" Victor asked.
"Alejandra isn't going alone. Faron is going with her."
Again, this was wise. Faron had come to the family late in his teens, when the family rescued him and his mother from a derelict mining ship after pirates had stripped it and left them to die. The mother did not live long, and Faron, though he was hardworking and grateful, had never fully become part of the family.
"Faron is a good miner, Victor. He's been waiting for an opportunity to get on with a bigger clan. He wants to be piloting his own digger someday. He won't accomplish that here. This is Faron's choice. He'll watch over Alejandra and see to it that her needs are met, not as a guardian, but as a protector and counselor. If any suitor tries to approach Alejandra too soon, Faron will remind him of his place."
Victor had no doubt of that. Faron was big and well muscled. He would defend Janda as his own sister should the occasion ever require it, which it probably never would. The Italians weren't stupid enough to threaten their own reputation and alienate themselves from other families. Zogging was crucial to mixing up the gene pool. Every family upheld the practice as sacrosanct. To marry well was to preserve the family and build the clan. True, there were belters who dogged and married only within their own clan, but these were considered the lowliest of low class and were alienated from everyone else, rarely able to find families willing to trade goods with them. No, in all likelihood, Janda would be given all the luxury and protection the Italians could afford. Faron was only a formality.
"It's an ideal situation," said Concepción. "It works out well for everyone. Now if you hurry, you can catch her at the airlock. I'm sure she would like to say good-bye."
Victor was surprised. "But I can't possibly see her off."
"But you are the person she will most want to say good-bye to."
"Which is exactly why I can't go," said Victor. "The Italians will be there. They might catch some sign of special emotion at our parting. Alejandra and I never noticed that we were conveying any emotions to each other at all, yet apparently we were or you never would have felt the need to hold a Council. So we might reveal something that we don't detect but that everyone else does. And the Italians are sharp and suspicious. They made me take the HVAC booster apart three times before they would believe that it works. No, as much as I would love to say good-bye to Alejandra, it would only put her at risk. They can never suspect that there was ever anything between us. I appreciate you coming to me beforehand and trusting me enough to give me the opportunity, but you must understand why I respectfully decline."
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This is a prequel to Ender's Game and is an excellent addition to the Ender universe. It also functions well as a stand alone story that should appeal to both fans and those unfamiliar with Ender's Game. A compelling story with realistic, intriguing characters. I'm already looking forward to the next installment.
This is an adult science fiction novel. It is the first book in a prequel series to Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card. In the future, a whole family will inhabit a mining ship and work asteroids far from earth for precious metals. El Cavador is one of those ships. Then an unidentified object is discovered that concerns the crew. When another family's mining ships are subsequently found destroyed, El Cavador investigates to find disturbing information about other intelligent life in the universe. In short, I thought Earth Unaware was phenomenal. The character development was good. The storyline was intriguing. This was a book that I just did not want to put down until I finished it and then when I did, I was disappointed it was over. I eagerly await for the next books in the series. The only thing that could have made this book better was if it were longer yet still captivating. I am surprised this book received so many bad reviews, especially from fans of Ender's Game. I am obviously in the minority here. In addition, I don't know how so many people did not realize it is a series. As soon as I saw it announced, I researched as much as I could about it and immediately found out it will be a series. Even if I had not known it was a series, as soon as I finished I would have looked it up before writing a review. There were criticisms that we get hardly any feel for what earth is like and what led up to the Earth of Ender Wiggin. It's only the first book. There are allusions to what earth is like, enough to whet your appetite. And of course the book doesn't come to a nice, final conclusion- there's more to come. There were also criticisms about the inaccuracy of details such as travel speed. First, it's science fiction. The fiction categorization kind of implies it is not necessarily going to be 100% accurate. Second, I read for enjoyment. I don't contemplate every little detail and let that determine the enjoyment factor of a book. That's sort of like people who watch a movie about a giant bug that is killing people and commenting that at that size the exoskeleton would crush the bug and therefore the movie is unrealistic. Duh! It's a giant bug. Whatever happened to temporary suspension of disbelief? If you are concerned about wasting your money on a book you may not enjoy, maybe you should rediscover the library card. That's what I did and I am definitely purchasing this book for my personal library. 5 stars!
My only complaint is that it was over too quickly. I was engrossed from start to finish. What a wonderful way to learn the history of the Ender universe. I would highly recommend.
This is a wonderful prequel to the Ender's series. It is very well written as to be expected from Orson Scott Card. The book has a wonderful array of characters that are very likable and well built.
I am a huge fan, but found this to be disappointing from start to finish. The plot, the character development, the dialogue all seemed amateurish.
150 pages in and i cant slow down wonderful
I have not read the Ender series yet. Several comments seem to think this is a stand-alone book. I read the book and can honestly say it was a great sci-fy read, excitement, great characters, and a cliff hanger ending. Does anyone know the name of the next book and when it is scheduled to be released?
Really looking forward to the next one.
Earth Unaware provides the reader with the basis for critical background elements for Ender’s Game. There are hints of the “Little Doctor”, the beginnings of the Hegmony and even a quick intro of Mazar Rackham, but none of those teasers are well developed and the main story is drawn out without a payoff at the end. Earth Unaware is a good background novel but it is not good enough to be a standalone novel without a tie to an already well established series. I eagerly await the next installment.
Fantastic first book of the trilogy planned as prequels to ender's game.
This was a great book. I couldnt stop reading it and am thankful to get to experience the story that took place before Ender. Wonderfully built world and character development that made me care for the characters and feel immersed in a futuristic environment. Worth reading!
Very good story but not finished. I have read all of the Ender books and thought they were super. What happens to all the people who were left hanging?
The afterword mentions that this part of a marvel comic series - dont see it on bn though. The story is at about the mid point when this ends. But it dosnt get slow!
Enjoy the ride. Can't wait for the next book.
This book is intense and moves at a great pace, I could hardly put it down! I haven't loved every book in the Ender and Bean series', but I can't wait for a follow up to this. Like my title says this could easily become a movie or tv show. Even if you haven't read Enders Game this is a great read.
This book opens the past for the Ender series. Its a great start for a series leading up to the Enders series. Enders always left question as to why it all happened.
Great book! Stand alone novel too. Just read it.
Very good read.
This book takes you back to the first contact with the enemy, the Formics. The book jumps back and forth between several plot lines, It is well written and enjoyable to read. The characters, especially the younger ones, remind me of the one in Enders Game. WARNING. If you read this you will need to read the next two books in the series because they end in cliffhangers. And the later books are more expensive. It's a dirty trick played by the publishers.
Kiss your hand post this on three other books and look under your pillow
Earth Unaware by Orson Scott Card (Ender’s Game) and Aaron Johnston (producer, collaborator). These guys put together one heck of a story. The book starts out a bit slow and seemed to be a prelude to a soap opera. The asteroid miners are working the asteroid belt and fire back to Luna Station minerals for sale which they use to support their families. Victor is a part of said family, making a living in outer space, which some bigoted people call “space borns” and look down on them. Card creates a world with new rules of society levels that is clearly a condemnation of the current social strata of rich/poor, have/have not. Victor and Janda are cousins and yet they’re falling for each other. To handle this, the families separate them, sending Janda on a trip with the Italian fleet. At this point I thought there was going to be a soap opera plot. Janda though is never developed as a character. Instead, the main character is Victor, who has a talent for machines and space mechanics and lacks a lot of social skills which is at times humorous. Fathers and Fathers: Victor respects his father (“father” is always initial caps when spoken by a son, interestingly) and Father has taught him everything he knows. When an alien spacecraft is discovered, Victor and Father go into action to find out what it is and what to do about it, at times to deadly result! Lem is the son of the manufacturing conglomerate Jukes Enterprises and runs a ship that is testing a “glaser”, a machine that destroys matter with an energy field. Lem is also a result of a fatherly upbringing. Unlike Victor, Lem feels controlled and manipulated by his father and wants to prove the father wrong by making a show of himself and how he operates his ship. Turns out that his father has manipulated the ship and crew to Lem’s shock and dismay. Themes of family, fathers and sons, and ultimate sacrifice for the good of the group (and certain characters who say heck with the group, look out for yourself) are in constant conflict, which makes the book interesting, thought-provoking and intelligent. Lastly we have the military MOPs, (Mobile Operations Police), an elite corps of soldiers, and in the training cycle we meet Mazer Rackham, who you might remember as the guy who beat the Formics in the Ender’s Game trilogy of books. Here he is new and he is trying to get into this elite corps. I won’t spoil it, but let’s say he has less than great luck to make this happen. We meet Wit O’Toole, the commander of this unit who acts as a “father” of sorts to his crew but puts up with nothing and expects all to meet a set standard. Similar to Victor’s father and Lem’s sire, Wit takes on the role of forcing standards, demanding obedience and getting it or else. Conclusion: Great start to hopefully a good series of books on the Formics and how the invasion started and what happens when people who are in the know and want to warn Earth are scoffed at and invalidated while the Formic threat draws closer. I would have liked more characterization with some people in the book as I did not feel a lot of love for them: “Imala” the accountant who hates her job, Janda, the girl who dies early in the book (and who also has father issues, it turns out) and her sister, the astronomer who discovered the alien craft. The “tech” of the story is realistic and could happen as we continue to struggle with machines and computerized gadgets, as well as the money-grabbing corporations that Card clearly is gunning for. Recommended.