The Xenocide Mission



Author: Ben Jeapes - 2004
Publisher: Laurel Leaf
Format: Paperback
ISBN: 0440237858
£3.50 + p&p. (total: £7.45)

Condition: Used
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The Xenocide Mission (2004)
By Ben Jeapes — Laurel Leaf
ISBN: 0440237858, Condition: Used, as sold by Crappy Old Books

At last, a book that asks the timeless question: what if first contact goes really, really badly—and then gets worse, but in a fun YA sci-fi way?

The Xenocide Mission by Ben Jeapes is that beautiful thing: a science fiction novel from the early 2000s, when “aliens” still meant spaceships, strange biology, and uneasy truces—not just humans arguing on the internet. It’s packed with interstellar diplomacy, tension, weird alien cultures, and the constant nagging fear that somebody, somewhere, is about to press the big metaphorical “oops, we started a war” button.

This particular copy, however, has already seen things.

Sold with great pride and minimal apology by Crappy Old Books, it arrives in Used condition, which in this case means:

  • A cover that has clearly survived multiple trips in school bags, rucksacks, or possibly a small spaceship’s glove compartment.

  • Pages that have been turned with enthusiasm, stress, and at least one “I’ll just read one more chapter” at 1:30 in the morning.

  • An ISBN (0440237858) that proves it’s a real, officially recognised book and not just a hallucination induced by too much late-night sci-fi browsing.

Inside, Jeapes throws humans and aliens together in a scenario where xenocide—killing an entire species—isn’t just an academic horror, it’s an actual possibility on the table. You get:

  • Space politics, where everyone is very serious but still occasionally wrong.

  • Alien species that are more interesting than “humans but with forehead ridges.”

  • Characters who must navigate the awkward combination of moral responsibility, military strategy, and the nagging suspicion that their superiors may not have totally thought this through.

It’s plotted like an action story, thinks like a philosophy seminar, and reads like the best kind of YA: fast, tense, and just introspective enough to make you question whether “we come in peace” has ever really meant what we say it does.

As for this Crappy Old Books edition, you may enjoy the following premium features:

  • Softened corners: proof that this book has done battle with gravity and survived, unlike certain species in the title.

  • Mild page tanning: the kind of gentle aging that says, “I’ve been around a while, and I remember when ‘2004’ was the future.”

  • Potential mysterious faint smudges or pencil ticks: evidence that a previous reader had feelings about plot points, characters, or homework deadlines.

You don’t need to know the full plot before you buy it—that’s part of the fun. Just know this:

  • There are aliens.

  • There are humans.

  • There is “xenocide” in the mission brief, which is never a sign that everything will be fine.

This is a book for:

  • Sci-fi readers who like their interspecies relationships tense, complicated, and one bad decision away from disaster.

  • People who enjoy the phrase “diplomatic incident” but with more lasers and suspicious cargo holds.

  • Anyone nostalgic for that early-2000s paperback feel: slightly small font, earnest tagline, cover art that takes itself just seriously enough.

And somehow, despite the title, the real miracle is that this copy of The Xenocide Mission has not yet been destroyed, lost, or abandoned on a bus. Instead, it has slipped through the cracks of time and taste to land gently in the hands of Crappy Old Books, who specialise in rescuing such survivors and sending them out on one last mission—to your shelf.

Adopt this battered little space opera. Read it. Dog-ear it further. Wonder darkly about what counts as “necessary force” when entire species are involved.

Because if there’s one thing more dangerous than a xenocide mission, it’s a pre-loved sci-fi paperback determined to stay in circulation.

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