Authors: Steve Wheeler
She started to weep uncontrollably as her body convulsed even more violently than before with her spine bending at an alarming angle. He remembered the timer on the antidote and injected the booster into her. It took a chunk of willpower not to comfort her, knowing that she had once been a valued member of the Administration and someone dear to Michael Longbow.
‘Maybe I can help, maybe I can’t,’ Marko told her. ‘It depends if you are being straight with me or not. What else is on this ship? The AI is out of commission, the GB monitors are down, your altered self — apart from the head — dead, if not yet, very soon. My information is that high enough concentrations of oxygen are lethal to anything based on the urchins. I note that your drones are inactive as well, so am I now in control of this ship, Colonel?’
She stood up, staggered across to the wall screen and brought up the schematics of the ship, still dry heaving. She also opened all the files not directly controlled by
Crystal,
giving him complete access to the ship.
He dialled up another drug in his head which was loaded into the hypodermic. He touched it against her shoulder and a few seconds later she slid down the wall, deeply unconscious. He then gave her something to counter the vomiting drug along with a muscle relaxant.
He stroked Glint, gently lifted and attached Flint to himself as best he could, then picked up Nail and carried him across to the screen. ‘Are your electronic and cognitive abilities operative, Nail?’
‘Yes, Marko,’ said the cat ACE. ‘Tell me, how are Stephine and Veg? I know that they’re not completely human, but they are family to me and, since you were the one who made me, I would know if they were bad entities.’
Marko cradled Nail’s head to tell him the bad news. ‘I believe you, Nail. They are both very ill. They are chilled down until we can find out what is wrong with them. Now, what are your capabilities at present?’
‘I am without control of my body as one of the colonels was very rough in her examination. She wanted information, but really I think that was just an excuse to break us and she was immensely strong; not fast in her actions but very powerful. However, I can access the ship’s information and take control. Just push my paw up against the datalinks, please.’
Marko dragged a table across and made Nail as comfortable as possible and the ACE worked on gaining control of the ship. While Marko waited he sat down next to Glint, lifted him into his lap and stroked his beautiful head. ‘It will be OK, my son, it will be OK.’
Marko felt Flint struggling to get line-of-sight access to their comms system. He picked him off his shoulder so Flint could see the receiver.
‘I am so pleased that you came, Father. I was wondering what death would be like.’
Marko allowed himself a wry smile. ‘No death for any of you while I am alive. I am very pleased that you all thought of spreading the relays through the ship. Do you think that they suspected?’
‘They suspected that we were trying to contact the Hauler,
Chrysanthemum,’
Nail replied, ‘which we were. That may be why she broke us.’
‘Shit!
Chrysanthemum
! I’d completely forgotten about him. Nail, can you datadump everything up to him, please?’
‘Already done, Father. I’m in contact with him now. He is contacting Patrick, who is recovering. I am getting information that Topaz found the interloper AI and shut it down. Ernst also has a vaccine for you. Asks what your intentions are?’
Marko heaved a sigh of relief. ‘Have you complete control of this ship, Nail, and are there any biological contaminants dangerous to us?’
‘Yes and yes. I have uploaded all the information to
Chrysanthemum,
and to
Basalt.
We are instructed to wait about six hours for decontamination materials to be created and then flushed through this ship. Topaz has dispatched a drone with your vaccine. It will be in airlock nine, which is the closest one to us here, in a few minutes.’
Marko let out a long sigh of relief. ‘Good.’
He looked across at the colonel lying curled in a foetal position on the cold floor. He lifted Glint across onto a couch, then picked up the colonel and placed her on one of the beds, activated the medical suite to keep her unconscious and covered her with a blanket. He wondered how she would react when she learnt who it was who had knocked her about so severely. He shrugged, thinking that the problem was a job for the major to sort out.
He walked down to the airlock, letting the medical drone in. It lifted itself up to chest level, queried his suit in regard to his identity, and once satisfied presented him with a small medical unit which he plugged into one of the external armoured ports on his right arm.
The message screen on the drone’s upper cover lit up. ‘May I be of any further assistance to you?’ Marko typed in a negative, which the drone acknowledged: ‘Very well. Call me if I am able to do anything. I have tasks to perform for Patrick.’ The drone then moved off down the passageway towards the bridge. Over the next few hours, Marko slowly started to feel a little better.
‘Cargo drones are arriving in a few moments,’ Nail reported. ‘I’ve opened the airlocks for them and once they are inside I’ll open all the airways and doors throughout the ship. Ernst advises that decontamination will take two hours. A similar process is taking place on
Basalt.
We will be able to dock in approximately four hours, once both ships have been cleared.’
‘Thanks, Nail.’
While they waited he used the suit to start making lists for repairs to the ACEs, then asked them about improvements or augmentations that they could do at the same time. When he finished, he thought of relaxing to some music. He found, to his annoyance, that he had not loaded any music into the suit, in spite of Fritz having made a selection especially for him.
~ * ~
Three
‘Marko, wake up, please.’
He jolted awake; he must have nodded off, which was unusual for him. ‘Glint. What’s happening?’
‘We are about to dock with
Basalt. Chrysanthemum
is sending over two of his crew who hold a wonderful amount of data that he believes will assist us. We, together with
Basalt’s
AIs, have been holding a very high-speed conversation with
Chrysanthemum.
It would appear that Stephine is in very grave danger of dying. She is human, but of a type which is extremely rare and precious. We must help her and Veg very quickly. We are also mostly decontaminated. We can move about freely. Patrick has initiated the waking up of the crew but it will be some days before they’ll be available to assist. Ernst will test them all. It is up to you, Marko, but we now understand a great deal of what is happening around us.’
He nodded. ‘Right then. Feed me the files.’
The information was staggering in its detail and in the consequences for them all. He also suspected that he was allowed to see only a small percentage of it.
As soon as they were hard docked, he scooped up the ACEs and ran through the lock to the engineering deck. He ran up the spiral stairway, placed the ACEs with Topaz, who was waiting outside the medical suite, and then carried on running into the cryno unit. Time was at a premium, so Patrick had overridden the locks and slightly opened the units.
Marko fully opened Stephine’s cryno pod and was shocked to see that she had shrunk, even in a chilled state; she looked ancient and withered. Patrick then fully opened Veg’s unit as Marko gently took the naked Stephine from her unit and placed her on Veg as the information package had instructed him to do. As he watched, her whole body convulsed, which it should not have been able to do, and appeared to fuse with Veg’s chest. Marko found himself shaking in shock and confusion at what was happening before his eyes; he could now see that Stephine, who was his friend and who he feared and respected equally, and loved dearly, was in a symbiotic relationship with her mate. As he was closing the casket, Veg’s eyes opened and he looked at Marko and faintly smiled, something
he
most certainly should not have been able to do either. Marko could only give him a thumbs up and slowly and carefully close the pod, allowing Patrick to remotely seal it as he was still shaking.
He walked slowly back to the medical suite feeling very hungry and very thirsty. He opened the faceplate for the first time in what seemed like an age, when Ernst, followed by two of the most exotically beautiful women Marko had ever seen, arrived. He looked at them feeling very tired, thinking that the human mind could only handle so much in a day as the two entities were utterly breathtaking.
One extended her hand to shake his. ‘Hello, Marko. I am Jasmine.’
The second did the same. ‘And I am Lilly. We are crew constructs of
Chrysanthemum
and we’re sure that you have knowledge of our type. Thanks to you, Marko, a most concerning situation has been revealed. I am sorry to have to do this, but we must prevent you from ever revealing what you now know to anyone else.’
Marko started swearing and had the suit seal itself up. ‘I don’t want to die today. I will fight you.’
The woman both gently smiled. ‘There is no need,’ Lilly said. ‘We have already infected you with a rather exotic virus. It will sit in your augmented central nervous system and simply not allow you to communicate any information you possess about Stephine and Veg. Do not worry, it is otherwise completely harmless. Rather clever in that it will allow you to discuss the Angel, who you know as Stephine, with your ACEs, your AIs and us, but no one else. Certain restrictions have and will be imposed on them as well.’
Marko swore again feeling angry and manipulated. ‘I have no choice in any of this, do I? Too many bloody secrets once again. OK. I need to check on the ACEs, please. Topaz, what have you got for me?’
The AI answered immediately. ‘All three are tanked. They are now comfortable, and no longer in pain. We are building a specific diamond nanote which, once deployed into their systems, will mend the breakages. You can thank Jasmine for the basic information concerning them. In some twenty-seven hours they will be fully functional again.’
Marko felt confused, angry, relieved and pleased all at the same time. He allowed himself a few moments to regain his composure before replying. ‘Thanks to you all. I was really worried that we would have to dismantle them and replace the broken bones with complete new ones. I am very hungry and extremely thirsty, as we have not fitted the next level of technology — fluids and nutrients — to this suit. If you want to talk, follow me to the galley.’
Patrick joined the conversation. ‘Sorry, Marko, you will have to remain hungry for a little while longer. All the food and drink must be tested. I shall expedite the clearance of a selection for you.’
Marko shook his head. ‘Bloody typical. Patrick, tell me as soon as something is available. I suppose that I am not allowed a shower, either?’
‘That is correct.’
‘Shit!’
‘Yes, you are able to do that. The toilets are all functioning. Just don’t come in contact with the water.’ Patrick laughed, then continued. ‘Jasmine is going to inspect the ship,
Crystal.
We note you chopped a Games Board monitor to pieces; the other one you disabled and it would appear that it has self-destructed. She will see if any information is accessible from the remains. She will secure the head in storage, and also the human Colonel White.
Chrysanthemum
is currently constructing an investigative unit to gather information. In particular, he will examine the engine room, which is still showing pressurised ninety per cent oxygen — impressive, an inspired solution on your part as the alien Colonel White would have eventually killed you. Once the investigation is complete, a decision will be made concerning the colonel. All possible information will be gleaned from the hybrid head, then it and the unit will be destroyed. We also have disposable cleanup drones en route to the engine room of
Crystal
to ensure it is secured.’
Marko had a sudden horrible thought. ‘Major Longbow slept with the colonel! He is probably carrying something as well.’
‘I am afraid that is correct,’ Patrick said. ‘She slept with other members of our crew as well. They have all been sampled and are carrying alien proteins in their systems. In fact, the only uninfected are Jan, Julie Mapp and Major van Beere.’
‘Busy!’
‘So it would seem. One of the reasons we are taking the risk seriously is we do not, in fact, know how everyone was infected. Certainly having sex and passing the pathogen on venereally is the most likely. However, how did she infect Stephine and Veg with another illness, that is the question. Looking at the personnel movement logs, it is logical to assume that the urchin-based colonel and the controlled-human colonel switched on occasion. The urchin one may have carried any number of biological weapons. Certainly, the datadumps from the ACEs show that the urchin colonel was very determined to gain control of Stephine.’
Jasmine suddenly interrupted the conversation. ‘The logical answer may be that this entire operation was to obtain Stephine for an unknown purpose. Now we have to make some decisions, Marko.
Chrysanthemum
needs to leave very soon and he needs to alert the Haulers’ Collective to what has occurred. You need to get word back to your command as well as, unfortunately,
Chrysanthemum
will be unable to inform your people himself in a timely manner. We will remain and assist you. We have been seconded to you personally by
Chrysanthemum,
who thinks very highly of you.’