Authors: Charles E. Borjas,E. Michaels,Chester Johnson
Tags: #Politics & Social Sciences, #Philosophy, #Ethics & Morality, #Science Fiction & Fantasy, #Science Fiction, #Colonization, #Space Opera, #Post-Apocalyptic
Daxu Korth guided Dvora to the eyepiece. “I want you look. It’s been a
long time since you last did.”
“I always loved looking at the stars,” she replies, and bends down to
observe.
“Can you see the cluster of galaxies towards the left?” Daxu Korth asks.
“Yes, it’s the Kingdom of the Twelve Galaxies Cluster,” replies Dvora,
as she views the splendid colors of the starlit skyways.
“I viewed the outside security visual of the day you went to your villa.
I hadn’t seen it before. I had only watched the visuals from inside the villa,
and I want you to know that neither your privacy, nor that of our daughter’s
was violated. Only public areas were recorded.”
“Oh?” she answered, in a timid voice.
“If I had viewed the outside security films sooner, I would have
understood that you were affected by the meteorite I recognized as Opaxilate,”
Daxu Korth recalls. “So I know you were telling the truth about picking up that
rock.”
“You know that element?” Dvora lifts her eyes from the eyepiece and
turns her head towards Daxu Korth.
“Yes. I thought it strange that it should have fallen from the sky. You
see, Opaxilate always vaporizes upon entering the atmosphere of most planets
including this one,” says Daxu Korth. “And if it truly did fall there by some
unknown trick of fate, there would be a small crater and marks of burning. But
there are none.”
“Then
how
did it get
conveniently on my
lawn
?” Dvora was
starting to get where Daxu Korth was taking this. “Was it placed there?”
“You can see for yourself.” He then gestures that they go back inside.
Daxu Korth then gives a verbal command. “Audial visual 4-D photogram on.
I...uh...already pre-set the controls.”
They both watch as a male figure dressed in a black cloak with a hood
creeps onto the lawn at night. “Even in the darkness,” says Daxu Korth, “it is
recorded as if it was twilight.”
The
figure walks over to the spot in the lawn where Dvora found the stone. He takes
something out of a container and drops it without touching it. The object
starts to glow an eerie blue color. Seemingly satisfied the male figure turns
and walks away. While walking away, totally unaware that a security camera is
recording his actions, he turns for an instant and Dvora can see clearly that
it is Lebag Kralc. She gasps putting her hand to her mouth.
Cruise
and Arthos take Infinity to go and search for Gynythian Zee. His warship was
fast, but not as fast as Infinity. She could only teleport using Quantum Action
when there were definite coordinates. Nevertheless, she was able to pick up the
cosmic trail.
They tracked Gynythian Zee
to a far away galaxy, Infinity now able to decipher the coordinates of his Dark
Kingdom in the Underspace of
the
Southern Universe of Libuscha and the Dark Universe of Brahnah. It was
comprised of twenty galaxies with billions of stars each. With so many solar
systems, Infinity’s sensitive instruments could track the planets emitting
biological energy. This was the kingdom that Gynythian Zee ruled over.
Cruise used cloaking and Infinity was invisible to both eyes and radar
as she sailed through the galaxies. Cruise didn’t want to attract the attention
of hostile inhabitants. Not that they couldn’t fight them off, but he did not
want to be distracted from his main mission. Once Infinity knew where to locate
Gynythian Zee, they zipped right to that solar system by Quantum teleportation.
“There is a planet, Captain,” said Infinity, “that is giving off light
rays signifying a superior power. There is much power in this part of the
universe, but it’s not good power.”
Arthos had now learned how to operate Infinity. He locked her in orbit
around a planet that was twice the size of Cassiopeia. Infinity gave them a
look at the surface in 4-D Photongraph. Red clouds covered the southern
hemisphere while brown and green clouds covered the northern hemisphere.
“Give me the data on this planet, Infinity,” said Arthos.
“Cruise can do it now,” she replied. “While he was sleeping I downloaded
everything I know into his brain.”
“Please explain,” says Cruise.
“You are half Quewythian, Cruise,”
answers Infinity. “Your brain capacity and processing ability is far beyond
that of mere earthlings. Your neurons grow ten times faster and now your time
released DNA has made you evolve much quicker.”
“What do you mean by time released DNA?” asks Cruise.
“Your chromosomes are still multiplying, as are your cells. You are now
one hundred times stronger than a mortal human, or non-Quewythian. You have
three hearts. Two of them have been dormant, but one has just awakened. Now you
have two hearts pumping your blood, which is more Quewthian than human. Later,
I do not know when, the third heart will awaken. When it does, it will be to
help handle the load of the special powers you will receive,” answers Infinity.
“But you already know that, don’t you?”
“Y-you’re right. Somehow...I already knew that before you said it.” Cruise
is astonished beyond words as he taps into his new knowledge. “I have a perfect
eicosanoid balance, and optimum health.”
“What about me?” chuckles Arthos. “I’m half Quewythian too.”
“Well, according to the knowledge I just received from Infinity,”
explains a bewildered Cruise, “You, Arthos, have more of your mother’s DNA than
your father’s. So if it’s any consolation, you’re more human than I am.”
“Hmmm...Maybe that’s why I keep getting homesick for Earth. After we
take this red monster, I’m going to swing by and pick up my family and head for
that beautiful blue sphere in the Milky Way,” responds Arthos, who doesn’t seem
to be so concerned about special powers and optimum knowledge.
“Well, let’s see if I can do what Infinity says I can,” Says Cruise. He
focuses on projecting the 4-D images and they appear; images of the surface on
Gynythian Zee’s planet. What they see is a red desert, the plants seems
strangely red and brown. Trees are covered with red and orange leaves. There is
no greenery. The rocks and mountains in the desert are red also, and Cruise somehow
knows the reason is because of the oxidation in the air, in the clouds; the
reaction of the rich oxygen content in the atmosphere with ground, rocks and
plants, which contain fifty percent or more iron. He also sees this as the
reason for the pigmentation of Gynythian Zee and his race’s red skin. The planet’s
element makeup is what gives Gynythian Zee his long life.
Arthos was not able to even begin to understand what Cruise was going on
about, but he did get that Cruise came up with a way to defeat him.
“I have to teleport down there with an army,” he says. You stay and keep
by the controls. I’ll need to communicate with you, Arthos. You’re my first
officer.”
“Fine with me. I’m happy here behind the wheel of this beautiful giant,”
replies Arthos. “Need anything just let me know.”
Cruise notifies the crewmembers. He calls out by name the men and women
he wants; another new addition, he can remember all five thousand of the
crewmembers’ names and knows exactly where they are and what they’re doing.
“This is weird—I like—can almost see them. Very strange,”
says Cruise.
“Don’t worry, brother,” laughs Arthos. “You ‘ll get used to it.”
Cruise can teleport without the assistance of Infinity, but the soldiers
have to be transported by space shuttles, as Infinity had used up a tremendous
amount of energy transferring her data banks to Cruise, and getting to where
they were.
Cruise teleports down to a barren wasteland. He has weapons that he has
strapped to his chest, arms, wrists and belt. Above him in the clouds there are
bolts of lightning and heavy rolling thunder. He wonders at first when he
doesn’t sense any life forms nearby, but then directs his focus towards a
nearby mountain.
“Aha...his fortress is inside that mountain. How clever” Cruise starts
running over towards the mountain and is met by a horde of native Calians with
long spears that seem to shoot light. He counts them as two hundred and fifty.
The weapons he strapped on were Neutron Electromagnetic Wave Plasma Energizers,
that he called “Newpes”.
He used his left wrist Newpe as a shield while the right one he used to
blast the oncoming mob. The blast neutralizes the mass amount of iron contained
in their blood and cells. It doesn’t kill them, but renders them unconscious.
The temporary comatose state lasts for as long as it takes their bodies to
heal.
Having plowed his way through the throng of Calians, Cruise sees his
soldiers landing. All of them are armed with the same type of weapon. Normal
blasters would only faze them for an instant. Landing the shuttles, three
thousand soldiers follow their fearless leader to the mountain. They are met by
more Calians this time. They will protect the entrance with their lives if
necessary.
Cruise’s solders were pre-ordered to fire at will. There would be no
killing today and they knew that every Calian they meet on this planet would be
a hostile one. No time to ask questions or negotiate. There were there to
capture Gynythian Zee and bring him to justice.
The mountain guards had all been immobilized and would be comatose for
quite a few of their days. Cali revolved around a red sun, and one rotation was
a day. One Cali day was equal to three Earth days. They’re planet made one
revolution around their sun every 560 days; 1180 earth days.
Upon entering the mountain citadel, they made their cautious way down
the hallways that went every which way. Inside was lit with torches that burned
with perpetual blue flames. Cruise somehow knew it was the natural gas of the
planet. He thought it to be quite backwards, considering the technology they
had for space travel and computers.
Cruise’s team of five hundred men followed him while other teams went
different ways searching for Calis. Cruise was being led somehow right to
Gynythian Zee’s secret lair deep inside the mountain. He could somehow see
Gynythian Zee inside viewing the monitors of his armies getting blasted. Cruise
could read his mind. He thought they were dead. Gynythian Zee had a secret
escape hatch that led to a ship that would take him into the main city where he
would be able to hide among the skyscrapers there, or so he thought. When Cruise
intercepted his thoughts, he saw the exit that the ship had to come out of and
the hangar where it was kept. He ordered all of his men to converge on the
location he explained to them. They would find it by tuning in to Cruise’s
homing device. As for Cruise, he teleported to the hangar and was there well
before Gynythian Zee arrived there, as he would have had to make his way
through many caverns.
Cruise took the liberty to disable the ship He could do it mentally now,
and he discovered that he could also look through certain objects, and could
see inside the ship.
“I’m enjoying this,” he said to himself. “I wonder what else I can do?”
Just then, Gynythian Zee comes darting through a door and into the
hangar. He was in such a hurry that he didn’t even notice Cruise standing right
there. At least that’s what Cruise thought. Cruise discovered he was invisible.
“Yes, I’m really going to enjoy this,” he said to himself.
Gynythian Zee entered the ship and tried to start it, but it would not
start. He cursed up and down in his native tongue, and even tried some
incantations. Nothing worked. He tried remembering the deep magic from the Dark
Pitts of Goythrux, but Infinity had put a plasma field around the entire planet
that was charged with ion particles which neutralized all types of energy be it
natural or supernatural.
Cruise appeared inside of the spaceship in back of Gynythian Zee.
“Having problems?”
“You—? How did you get in here?” said an enraged Gynythian Zee,
taking his hand-to-hand combat stance.
“Oh, you want to play hand to hand?” chuckled Cruise. “Maybe I’ll call
my brother here for that. I’m a bit tired.” Cruise found that he was able to
communicate with Infinity to teleport Arthos down to where he was. Just then,
Arthos appeared inside the spacecraft also. “Shall we go outside?” Cruise discovered
that he could at will not only teleport himself, but others too. They all found
themselves outside the ship, just as Cruise’s soldiers were arriving on the
spot.
“He wants to play hand to hand, Arthos,” said Cruise.
“Oh yes, I remember you,” responded Arthos. “You’re the mean red coward
who beats women.”
With that remark Gynythian Zee forgot all about the soldiers who
surrounded him and made a mad dash at Arthos, who knew several ancient forms of
defensive empty hand combat styles and the two of them were locked in a
man-to-man, punch for punch bedlam of a battle that rocked the hangar they were
in. Gynythian Zee was very strong, but Arthos was very quick and threw very
powerful punches with his inherited Quewythian strength
that knocked the seven-foot tall red
giant off of his feet. Having to depend upon his brute force seeing as how he
could not use his magic, Gynythian Zee was tiring. Arthos kept on the attack
even though it felt like he was hitting a rippled muscular giant tree trunk. He
used every move and stance he knew, and repeated them. Although Gynythian Zee
was a hard-boiled rough and tough opponent, one last kick from Arthos’s size
eleven and a half boot sent Zee hurtling backwards into the ship and falling
down to the ground. It took a lot to knock him out.
“Put the wrist and ankle cuffs on him,” ordered Cruise to the top
officer of his patrol. The cuffs were also Newpe devices and neutralized the high
iron content in Gynythian Zee’s physiology; not knocking him out, but only
weakening him enough so he could not stand up.
“Let’s get him back to Infinity, and then we head for home,” said Cruise.
“Arthos that was great fighting. I knew you could do it.”
“But why didn’t you do it?
” he asks.
“You really looked like you
wanted to,” replied Cruise, as they both laughed.