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Apr 26, 2006 3:14:50 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:14:50 GMT
Ok this is where i'm going to be posting chapters of my SCI-FI novel HAVEN, it's in rough stages at the moment so don't take it as done  enjoy |
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HAVEN
Apr 26, 2006 3:16:19 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:16:19 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]PROLOGUE[/glow]
It has been a long time since my last checking of these records and the events and circumstances that lead to this ever-approaching catastrophe. My story is just one of many in this whole riddle fabric of time and space a section of small insignificant dust in the great beyond.
It was my fiancées birthday and I still remember to this day what clothes she wore and the scent of the perfume I had given her as a gift. She was so happy and our most joyous wedding day was getting nearer and nearer. I watched her eyes light up as she read the poem I had written for her, my heart skipping a beat as her soft kiss touched my cheek.
I switched on our holoscreen to see only that our troops and guard were beaten. Lucia with great sweetness held me close and whispered in my ear “Will they take you from me?” I shook my head but not out of defiance but out of not understanding. War was not the answer and yet our race continued to push it. War had affected so much in our world, changed it, and destroyed homes, destroyed lives. Yet when our wars were finally over we still turned our eyes to the heavens looking for a new battleground. Violence breeds’ violence and everyday people are dragged out of their beds to be enlisted in the United Army. United was an odd name as most did not feel the same as the politicians in power “War is progress” I had laughed out loud when I heard that but also my heart had sank. We are a doomed race.
The holoscreen continued to show our army returning home, most in crates that were to be their coffin, probably to be buried and unnamed. Lucia had given a small cry, as her brother was one of the unlucky to be sent to the Ry’ell home world. We were the invaders, we…were the evil.
Lucia held onto me close as I continued to watch my eyes never leaving the screen. The familiar tone of the urgent broadcast came on to which Lucia held on tighter. The broadcast began to tell of fast approaching Ry’ell fleets that would soon be at earth. A once peaceful race turned to war the Ry’ell had the strongest military ever seen and their fleets numbered in the millions. Lucia looked to my eyes of which were getting wet as my heart sank deep.
“You’re going aren’t you” she said with equally wet eyes, holding her arms around me tight than before, holding tighter and tighter
“They can’t take you, THEY CAN’T!”.
I didn’t know how to reply to her, so I turned my face to hers and gently kissed her. I never wanted to be away from this amazing woman but they would take me.
“Lucia, if they take me…remember my heart is always with you”
I touched her chest gently and she held my hand
“We shall be one”
She nodded and kissed my hand as I wrapped my arms tightly around her.
The rest of the day I spent lying with Lucia in my arms, just enjoying her company as we awaited the all most inevitable knock on the door. Lucia now fast asleep I looked to the ceiling thinking about her. I was reminded of the time when we first met at college.
I was sitting alone for I was an outcast. You see, I have not been truthful so far in these records as I am not what you would call normal. I was born with a disability that had plagued me for so long, dyspraxia but I simply call it the curse. The simplest of tasks when I was young seemed impossible to me. I couldn’t eat properly because holding a knife and fork were so alien and almost painful to me.
Lucia had noticed me for a while and decided to sit next to me, she appeared like an angel out of a holy intervention. Her gorgeous sea blue eyes glistening as she spotted me. I smiled weakly as I was so shy of this beautiful girl that I felt inadequate. My eyes met with hers as she spoke her name with a silky beautiful voice that sent my heart racing. I did not dare eat in front of her, as she would have seen my curse and probably laughed, or even worse run away.
We began to talk and soon she started to notice that I was extremely nervous and gently put a hand on my shoulder. I dare not look at her face as the beauty simply stunned me so I turned my head to the floor. She asked me why I was so nervous and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek, which of course caused me to blush bright red.
I began to tell her but as I did she placed her hands on mine and looked into my eyes.
“Mark, I accept you”
I had never felt so wonderful to be accepted by anyone. I was even an outcast in my own home but this, this was amazing.
She leant gently towards me and kissed my lips
“ And I love you”.
Those words echoed in my mind as I looked over to the beauty asleep in my arms, a tear rolling down my face as I knew I would soon be torn from her arms.
It was now very late at night at I could still not sleep, Lucia was now resting her head gently on my chest as my mind continued to swim with thoughts. All I remember now were the screams…I jumped out of bed causing Lucia to wake up too shaking and holding onto my arm. More screaming and the distinct sound of laser fire as screams echoed through our sector. I quickly scrambled to put my clothing on, pushing my long raven hair behind my ears as I leant out of the doorway.
I will never forget the site I saw that night, thousands no maybe even millions of large spacecraft shadowing the sky so only a spec of starlight could show. People were hiding as they fired down at the streets of our sectors causing everyone to panic. I closed the door quickly as I did not wish Lucia to see this, my mind raced with thought as I quickly turned on the holoscreen. I knew it, this was happening all over the earth and no one could stop it. I looked to Lucia who was frozen with fear sitting on a chair by the kitchen. She held a glass of water tightly in her hand as she trembled her eyes wet with tears of sadness and fear.
Lucia slowly got out of her chair and sat beside me as I continued to watch the report
“ A mass evacuation is underway of our United earth, although our ships can carry thousands at a time there is only enough space for very little of our population. Names are being drawn of who shall be evacuated, mothers with children of course shall be priority but we cannot guarantee all will make it off”.
Lucia turned and shook “What if we’re not chosen Mark!”
I shook my head quickly trying to think of what to say to her , what escaped my lips was not even words but a splutter of emotions “No…we…love”. Our communicator rang in the background as I raced to pick it up, all the while laser fire and screams echoing in my ear.
“Mr Janus?” A voice boomed “ You have made it, a vehicle is on the way to pick you up”
“What about LUCIA!” I shouted at the phone but he had already gone.
Lucia sat down on the couch her once warm eyes filled with a deep darkness. I sat next to her and began to open my mouth but she pressed a finger gently against my lips and pulled me to her kissing deeply and passionately. My arms felt so weak but I held her close trying to find some strength. She knew, and I knew she knew.
The door swung wide open as a man in black armour appeared, a huge bus like tank behind him.
“Please…let her come” I pleaded with him but he simply pulled me away from her as I scrambled to hold on.
“No please!, LUCIA DO SOMETHING!”
She shook her head a gentle smile crossing her lips
“Go mark, You are too wonderful to die”
“LUCIA!”
“Mark, I love you”
The huge doors of the tank closed shut as I was thrown inside
“lucia…lucia” I trembled holding onto my knees “please, she’s only one person!”
My body felt dead and my heart felt so much pain
“YOU MURDERERS!” I shouted jumping to my feet and banging hard on the steel of the great tank.
“LUCIA!!!!”
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HAVEN
Apr 26, 2006 3:18:06 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:18:06 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]CHAPTER 2: WHEN MY DARKNESS COMES[/glow]
After a few moments of staring at the steel door I turned to look around behind me, about 50 other people all extremely terrified and some at tears edge. My body was now too weak to stand and I collapsed to the floor with a painful crunch. The kiss was still imprinted on my lips and I still felt her love washing over me.
A young boy around the age of 15 walked over and sat next to me
“ are you ok?” he said in a eerily calm tone.
I shook my head as obviously I would, I could barely see through the tears now and it was getting more painful every second. The guards must have had hearts of stone because they didn’t seem to show any emotion at all. If they did all emotion was being lost behind those tinted visors and black body armour that made them look like the messengers of death, which is suiting really.
The young boy put his hand on my shoulder and smiled
“Hey we’re going in a space ship dude, cheer up”
I swear I was going to punch this guy if he didn’t shut up. Cheer UP!, I’ve lost everything that was keeping me going, the cure to my damn curse and this guy was telling me to cheer up. If I wasn’t so grief stricken I would of belted him one straight in the face.
The guy seemed to notice my body language and quickly moved away as I continued to claw at the steel door. I knew we were now miles away and there was no use but I was hoping that somehow behind that door was the one person that meant anything to me. The truth was that I needed her, she was almost like the second half of my soul and without her I wasn’t whole.
Inside this strange vehicle was much like that of a civilian bus except well there were armoured guards and you could not see out the windows. It reminded me of this old vintage movie I saw from a long long time ago. Back when they used actors instead of holographic crap that we get now. The movie was about this prisoner being taken on a huge armoured bus and how he escapes and is hunted down by this law enforcer. I sighed thinking that I felt like a prisoner right now, locked inside a moving cage like some wild animal being saved from extinction by being put in captivity
That’s what it was captivity, there was no freedom to this or choice it was simply “YOUR GOING!” and I don’t know about you but somehow I feel that I should have had the choice to stay. Heck I’d of given my pass to Lucia, I’d rather her live than me…there’s nothing left for me but Lucia, Lucia could find someone better.
The thought of her alone started to make me cry again as I slowly wrapped myself up into a ball closing my eyes, trying to imagine her beside me , safe, secure…with me!
“Secure your belts” the guard shouted picking me up off the floor and forcing me into a seat.
I quickly began to fumble with the belt my problem obviously highlighting itself now. I wanted to bite off my hands right now they were giving me so much grief, even children could fix the strap on. A guard laughed and walked over to help me with the belt
“Come on lad, it’s only a belt”
I felt like punching this guy too, but it was almost certain that I would get my ass kicked.
The vehicle began to gain speed getting faster and faster as the ride became bumpier, I smacked my head twice on the hard ceiling and it bloody hurt. One of the downfalls of being six foot three I guess. Quickly rooting around my pockets I found my wallet and held it close to me, inside was the last thing I had left of Lucia, our engagement photo. My eyes began to water again as I held tighter and firmer to the wallet looking down at my feet trying to push everything from my mind.
Lucia wanted me to survive and that’s what I’m going to do, I told myself as we got faster. She doesn’t want me to be like this, she wants me to survive and I must respect that. It didn’t make it any easier though; the pain was getting beyond intense that It almost felt like my skin was ripping off the bones.
I winced through the pain and sniffed to keep my eyes from watering as I pushed the wallet back into my pocket. An explosion rocked the vehicle hard as we sped around a corner obviously hitting a bomb or mine or something. One of the guards quickly pushed open a hatch above us and climbed out to a roaring laser fire that seemed to echo around the vehicle.
“Roger that Atlantis we are almost at evac”
I looked at the guard that spoke that and quirked an eye brow
“What’s Atlantis?”
He chuckled and nodded “It’s a ship the size of an airport, part of project Haven”
This confused me even more “Haven?”
The guard shook his head “you’ll see lad, you’ll see”
We were obviously now on metal as the tearing of dirt could no longer be heard amongst the clanging of metal. A guard that was sitting down got out of his chair and slung his gun over his shoulder as the vehicle came to quite a painful stop, well painful me as I hit my head on the chair in front of me.
The metal door slowly began to open as I sat there holding my head in my hands; I squinted a little as a vast amount of light penetrated through the gap. It was amazing a huge interior of a ship with thousands of doors leading down in a corridor. I slowly stepped out and was greeted by a man in a green uniform and who smelt unnaturally clean.
“Welcome to Atlantis, please take this key it will unlock the door designated to it”
He handed me a strange thing like a credit card, which I took in my hands.
“Make your way down the corridor and you will find your quarters”.
I looked at my key and almost laughed
“Unlucky thirteen eh?” I said moving my way down the immaculately clean corridor.
I reached my room and ran the key through the reader, which gave a satisfying beep. The room was small, well small was an understatement. The bed didn’t even seem like it fitted in the room, which of course slightly disturbed me. I continued inward and sat down on my bunk, which was of course in military fashion as hard as brick.
It was an hour before the all the vehicles had arrived and everyone was finally in their bunks, I had realised that this was of course just a section of this huge ship and that of course there were more ships too. This made me slightly upset that they didn’t have room for Lucia in all this vastness.
The take off for the ship was like that of a commercial plane and luckily enough I had managed to strap myself to the bed as It took off or I would have had my face first against the wall. We seemed to be continuing for some time to ascend and my ears were popping like crazy. Down the corridor I could hear the crying of some children obviously in pain or maybe they just didn’t like being in a cramped room.
Deciding that it was no use staying awake right now I decided to go to sleep and slowly closed my eyes as the soothing rocking of the ship sent me gently to sleep.
It was an hour later before I awoke and it felt almost like we were not even moving. I rested on my bunk for a moment my eyes exhausted of tears, I held Lucia’s photograph, which I had kept in my wallet close to my heart. Those words I long to hear …and I’d never see her again. I loved her too and she meant the world to me, I still love her now and I will love her forever.
I felt my hands shake as the ship began to speed up obviously engaging some star trek style warp speed or something I wasn’t sure. I looked to the dull metal ceiling of room taking in what had happened. One moment it was her birthday and I was holding her in my arms, the next thing I know the earth is being evacuated. Why couldn’t they of taken Lucia, I would of shared my bed with her...HECK she could have had my bed! She was not chosen though, I was.
I decided to explore the ship and see if it was truly as big as our captain had said it was. I got up off the bed and slid open the door to leave my tiny cupboard sized room and started to walk down the corridor.
A crowd of people were gathered around a window gasping some of them crying. I ran over pushing away a few to get a close look. Pressing my face against the glass I saw in the distance earth surrounded by strange objects. Turning to a guard near by I asked him what that could be
“It’s the Ry’ell” he said in a solemn tone it seemed painful for him to even talk about it.
I began to question him more on this matter asking him what they were doing
“Don’t watch lad” Is all he said as he walked away quickly pulling a young child along with him.
I had to watch though, I had to know what they were doing so I continued to watch as more and more Ry’ell ships flocked towards the earth.
“Mommy, where’s daddy?” A young girl called out behind me to her mother.
The mother was obviously In a terrible state and simply shook her head “He’s…home”
“I want to see daddy” The girl called out as suddenly a large burst of light came from the area where earth should be.
“Mommy!” the little girl cried, as she held on tight.
The light began to dim and through the light I saw it, millions and millions of huge clumps of rock shooting forth. And the earth…it was gone.
“LUCIA!” I shouted out banging on the window, as tears streamed down from my eyes
“No baby Please no!” I fell to my knees frozen almost
. Suddenly I felt it…it washed over me exactly how it felt when Lucia kissed me.
Her voice echoed in my head “I love you”
My eyes shut tight as I fell to the floor holding tight to my body “…Lucia”
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HAVEN
Apr 26, 2006 3:19:06 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:19:06 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]CHAPTER 3: LUCKY NUMBER 13[/glow]
That night I spent mostly by the window watching what was left of all my hope drifting through the vast nothingness of space. The roar of the engines now signalling that Atlantis was picking up speed and that there was now no turning back. I began to wonder what was truly left of the human race, what kinds of people were left and where we would go from here.
My body was full of ache by now from the pain and grief, but also from the lack of food. I hadn’t eaten since Lucia’s birthday and only then I had a bowl of wood we apparently call a nutritious breakfast. That was the thing about our government, they controlled everything and anything. You practically belonged to them. There were very little freedoms left and even those were regulated and enforced with the strictness of law.
I continued to watch the Ry’ell as they circled my former home. They were obviously pleased with their victory as one of the ships was doing loops in the sky almost like a sports player showing off after an important score. “Peace loving people my ass” I said out loud as a young man about a year younger than me came up behind.
“Tell me about it!, the smug bastards”
I turned to look at him for a moment, keeping my cool. I didn’t need to be sneaked up on right at this moment
“ Ya know what mate! As soon as we get to where were heading, I’m joining the Uniteds”
My heart sank for a moment as I watched him.
“You really think that the answer right now is more war! Ok! HOW LONG DO YOU THINK IT’LL TAKE BEFORE THEY KILL US ALL HUH ?!”
The man looked down placing his hands by the window.
“It’s all we know” He was right.
The man walked off obviously a little upset as I continued my watching of the Ry’ell. Something wasn’t right and I felt it in my gut. A horrid feeling of dread, like a lamb must feel being led to a slaughterhouse. The Ry’ell were getting closer and their engines were on high speed, crap…they’re coming after us!
I backed slowly away from the window shaking my head as if to say it’s not possible, but it was, IT WAS! They were getting closer and closer and I still didn’t know why no one had alerted us. I smashed my hand on the window for a second and ran down the corridor looking for some kind of guard. Where are they all?!
I continued further and further down the corridor looking desperately for someone at least, maybe the super clean guy. I didn’t care! I ran into a tall guard quickly and stopped to catch my breath
“Ry’ell, getting…closer”
The guard looked puzzled for a moment and scratched his stubble
“What?”
“JUST LOOK OUT THE DAMN WINDOW!”
I was getting inpatient but could you blame me? We were being chased by aliens that although supposedly peace loving were now chasing us down like a fox in the hunt.
I took the guard to the window and almost smashed his face against it as I pushed him to see. He stood there frozen for a second and then pushed away running down the corridor quickly. I blinked a little confused then upon hearing the screech and wail of alarm was slightly more relieved.
“Would all civilians please enter your bunks”
No no! , they couldn’t stop me from staying out. After all I was the one that spotted them. “All civilians enter your bunks” A guard ran by quickly and almost threw me into my bunk, slamming down the safety door with a terrible THUD.
I sat down on my bunk resting my back against the wall behind it, somehow trying to pass the time in this lockdown. I took out the picture of Lucia from my wallet and laid it out in front of me a tear rolling down my face again
“Baby, I’ll make it for you, I promise”.
The ship began to rock hard, jerking back and forth like a crazed bucking bronco. My head almost smashed into the table as I was flung across the room with a particularly bad jerk. This was enough, I had to get out there and see what was happening. Why was there no gunfire? And why were we being thrown around so violently?
Laserfire and suddenly a second alarm goes off
“Hull breach at engine bay”
Holy crap that wasn’t good at all. I pushed myself against the wall again somehow thinking that that might make me a little safer. The ship was jerking very violently now and it almost felt like we were a plane falling out of the sky.
The ship shook harder and harder as we began to fall faster and faster, every moment a new alarm going off to warn of a hull breach in a certain area. Did this damn floating turd have any weapons at all? I wasn’t thinking so right now because we were getting our ass handed to us by whoever was attacking and we were yeah ok I’ll just come out and say it SITTING DUCKS!
Another alarm went off again but this time the voice was panicked
“Entering atmosphere!”
I readied myself, as I knew this was going to be a bumpy ride. Fine enough we were entering an atmosphere but being shaken like a kid for his lunch money, yeah we were screwed.
Suddenly it felt like were dragging on something as the ship didn’t seem to be falling anymore but sliding and grinding. Another explosion and my bunk door is ripped clean off. I ran out quickly and watched as a huge piece of rock tore through my bunk and into the next bunk.
“Crap!”
Whoever was in those bunks were certainly dead and I decided to try and outrun the rock as another tore through after me. This was some kind of feat for me as I wasn’t usually the fastest of runners. The grinding and sparks of the metal continued to chase me as I neared the window. It was smashed wide open and outside didn’t look like much of a drop. So there was my plan get out the window and drop to safety, well something like that.
I ran as fast as I could, dodging the pipes and debris that were falling off the ship interior. All that was in my mind right now was survival and that promise to Lucia I would be ok. I had already failed her once I wasn’t going to again. The rocks were now hot on my heel and were nearly ready to tear me straight in two. The window yes I can …just reach it!. I pushed my heel back against the rock and held onto the window as it flung me out side. I was now hanging onto the window of a huge spaceship, plummeting down what looked like a huge mountainside. I held on fast as well the drop was actually a lot more than I thought and waited for the right moment to let go. We were nearing an edge and if I didn’t let go soon I would fall with the ship. This wasn’t good…not good at all!
“CRAP!” the ship sped to the edge and closing my eyes I quickly let go off the window falling down below to a hard surface. I lay there for a moment watching the ship fall off the side; looking back I saw no one else had taken the same route out as me. I was alone beaten bruised and defeated but all alone. I got up off the mountainside and patted myself down quickly trying to stay stable. But something was severely wrong with my leg, and I soon fell back down to the ground.
The mountainside was made mostly of rocks but by some chance of fate I had landed on one of the only patches of snow. Someone was watching over me like a guardian angel, I began to think to myself. Maybe it was Lucia, maybe it was something else. I sat down in the snow and looked out over the mountain, the site was beautiful a valley jutted out in front of the mountain leading to a ruin like citadel. The planet seemed to be mostly made of snow and these mountains, but that citadel, that was breath taking. Almost gothic in nature but grand in design, towering over several hundred feet tall to the sky nearly breaking the atmosphere. I had never seen anything like that in my entire life. I was too amazing to even comprehend.
I looked to the sky and saw an even more beautiful sight, the sky was salmon pink with tints of purple and red, and a twin moon shadowed the other moon as it hung high in the sky. I blinked for a moment trying to work out where hell I was but it was true I had never heard of let alone been to this place before. It was truly amazing.
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HAVEN
Apr 26, 2006 3:20:00 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:20:00 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]CHAPTER 4 LOST BUT NOT FORGOTTEN[/glow]
It had been a few hours now since the crash and it was beginning to snow, my hands were freezing, as the black shirt I was wearing wasn’t giving much protection against the cold. I decided it was probably best that I look for more survivors and some how get off this planet though beautiful it is. A tree had fallen nearby and I thought if I could just crawl over to that I could make some kind of walking aid that would help me take the pain off my leg.
I began to crawl using all my strength but the tree seemed to get further and further away as I neared it. The pain was slowing me down and I’d just have to wince through it to get to where I need to be. I continued to crawl the pain now getting intense something must of broken and I was almost sure of it.
Finally reaching the tree I quickly snapped off a long enough branch that was strong enough to take my weight. Resting for a moment after what seemed an almost impossible trek I lifted my self up and put my weight off my leg and onto the branch. I hobbled quickly over the snow and rock to the edge of the cliff where I saw the ship fall. The sight was horrific, a vast plane of bodies and debris. Was I the only survivor? I had to find out but that was too steep of a fall for me to jump down broken leg or none.
At this time in my story I have realised I did not tell you much about me, just a little of my history and past. To justify my story to a greater means I shall tell you more about me so you can know who this mysterious man is.
My name is Mark Janus and I am a citizen of the United British Isle. I was born on the Welsh coast in a sector over looking the sea. As I have told you before I was born much a lesser man in my eyes. Now to paint a picture of who I am and to give you a little more information about me. I am around six foot three as I said earlier and have a long slender body. My eyes are ice blue and although they are quite warm some often mistake them for cold or even evil. I have long raven hair which I should tell you is outlawed since dye is contraband right now. My history is not important and my occupation, well I didn’t really have that , save for that of a layabout and a store clerk
.Where was I my friend? Ah yes the edge. I continued to overlook the edge for a moment biding my time almost as if I was waiting for something, I myself of course didn’t even know what I was waiting for but something inside me was telling me I should stay put.
The sun was setting and it was getting colder as if drifted into night. I had only the thin clothing I had on right at that moment to keep me warm and I knew that if I stayed I’d probably die of exposure. My hope was lost of me surviving and I slowly moved back from the edge.
Then it happened, a faint humming noise that was getting louder and louder. I looked up to see a strange craft hovering not that far above me and froze in my steps. It continued to hover above me as if they were watching me. I had to get away from it and fast but of course there was my leg problem. I hobbled quickly to what I had thought was cover but ended up being just as exposed as being outside. A click came from above loud and clear. I gulped for a moment as my hand slowly let go of the stick. “Please I mean you no harm” a click “please I meant you no harm” my voice was reported back to me in the safe fashion as I had given it.
The craft swooped lower and revealed itself to be none other than a strange small robot.
“Thank Christ!” I thought out loud
“Thank Christ!”
this was slightly annoying
“Are you going to repeat everything I say”
another click and the robot moved towards me and gave a cheerful beep
“are you going to repeat everything I say”
I picked up my stick again and wielded it in my hand. I had no time for a copycat robot.
“WILL YOU STOP THAT!”
The robot gave another beep and stayed silent for a moment suddenly a barrage of a strange language emanated from it as it shook violently
“Stop that “ “stop that” it repeated shaking harder and harder obviously in pain if, robots could feel pain that is.
“Stop that”
It was sounding like a scratched holodisc right now and smoke was fuming out of it’s light receptor. I dived down quickly to the snow and covered my face as the robot exploded just above me.
“Well ummm that was interesting”
I stat for moment quickly working my way through the debris trying to find some reason as to why it suddenly exploded like that. And it was in pain and that strange language, I almost felt like I could understand it. I shook my head, no that’s impossible Mark your just seeing or hearing. Well your going mad lets just put it that way.
I picked through the debris again and fashioned a blade out of the vent fan. It was an older x series translator robot and I knew this because my father used to make them. But this was way too old to even be around and the robots were destroyed long ago after a fault found them to be a little obnoxious.
Robots handed had vents for a long time after the x series, I didn’t even know if one had any now. They were all liquid cooled with that strange goop I used to find in my freezer. I tore quickly off a piece of fabric on my shirt and tied the blade to my hand. It looked quite menacing there almost like a raptor claw. I smiled at my handy work and continued along the slope. My idea was to reach the citadel in the back and hopefully some kind of life would be there. It was a long shot but this was all I had now.
It took me a few hours to finally cross the slope and make it to the edge of the valley but my heart sank as I looked down. The fall was too steep to climb down and there was no way I would reach the citadel without falling to my death. Ok now all hope lost what else could I do but sit back down on my butt and stay put. Well there were probably a lot of things but at that moment I wasn’t feeling the blissful feeling of clarity.
I looked up to the stars for a moment but suddenly a huge spacecraft blocked my view. A light shone out from it as it searched down below.
“Is anyone out there” a friendly human voice yelled out
“This is Omega , we are looking for survivors of the Atlantis”.
I jumped to my feet which of course was a huge feat for me since my leg was so messed up.
“HEY OVER HERE!” I yelled out waving my arms and the stick in my hand.
“I’m OVER HERE!!!”
The ship shone the light onto me and a sigh came from the ship loudspeakers
“are you the only one”
“Yes it’s only me!”
I sighed too and looked up at the ship
“Please it’s freezing out here”
“Ok buddy we’re here”.
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Apr 26, 2006 3:21:36 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:21:36 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]CHAPTER 5 THE PROMISED LAND[/glow]
When I finally got onboard the ship I started to realise maybe I had a better chance with the wilderness. The ship was deceptively big on the inside but inside was as cramped as a submarine and twice as rusted. I sat down at a chair by the captains table as I began to tell the crew of what had happened. The captain was a young man of around mid twenties and had short pitch-black hair and emerald green eyes that at moments looked as if he was high on drugs.
As I told him my story he just nodded letting the occasional “Uh huh” and “man…” out. I was getting slightly annoyed, as it didn’t seem that he was actually listening. He scratched his head for a moment showing that he was thinking,
“Ok so, you’re telling me you’re the only survivor?”
“YES!”
He had already asked me that question about 10 times before.
“What’s that thing on your arm?, some kind of weapon”
I sighed and nodded
“You know what I think, I think you killed them”
I laughed at this “Me, kill over 5000 people with a rusty fan blade?”
“Yeah that is a little far fetched, but why are you the only survivor?”
That I couldn’t answer and decided to put it down to divine intervention “Just lucky I guess” or maybe not.
The rest of the crew were just as welcoming, accusing me of stealing from them when I had just met them and stupid little things like that. I was starting to think this wasn’t a military vessel at all.
“Uh where are the passengers?” I asked the captain a little foolishly
“There aren’t none mate, there’s only twelve of us on board and 1 more makes”
“Thirteen” I interrupted, a number I was all to much becoming familiar with.
“Yeah thirteen, unlucky for some eh?”
“just shut up”
I had it up to here with the number thirteen and all this luck crap, it was really annoying now and getting rather tedious.
“So what’s your name, or do I just call you captain?” I asked him quickly.
He chuckled a little at that and smiled “Damien Scorn”
I laughed and turned to walk away
“sounds like a comic book character”
I opened the door to my supposed bunk and gulped a little looking at it. It was even more cramped than my bunk on the Atlantis and the bed was even smaller.
“Oh great you know you really know how to make people feel welcome” I bellowed as I climbed in and lay down on what I could only think was a table covered with a rug.
I soon managed to get comfy well as comfy as I could get and closed my eyes pulling the rug over me as I drifted off into a deep sleep, one that would be rather eventful in my dream world.
My dream was very vivid and clear. I stood in front of a huge temple holding a mirror in my hands. Lucia was beside me holding my arm and trying to pull me away. A strange creature appeared from the temple it’s arms outstretched and it’s face cheerful and filled with joy.
“You have returned to us” it said through it’s scaly mouth “You have returned!”
Lucia pulled at me again and as I looked away a strange aurora surrounded everything around me
“The spirits they are apart of us” another voice spoke “when your dead, your never truly gone”
Lucia began to vanish as the voices turned to the strange language I had heard through the robot once before. I clasped to my face as it begun to cover with blood a creature watching in the distance it’s eyes filled with hate. There was a flash and I stood again in front of the temple the fan blade attached to my arm. A creature charged at me and I threw it back slamming the blade deep into its neck.
I was relieved to suddenly be awoke by the intercom of the ship
“Ok everyone we’re about to enter U 5 our next stop is Haven”
Haven I had heard that before, the guard on earth had talked about it, some kind of project our destination when I was onboard the Atlantis.
I was excited and got up quickly up off my bed and exited my room. The sight was beautiful as I looked out the window. Below was a beautiful jungle and vast plains just like out of paintings and movies, truly amazing. I looked up to the sky that was crimson red with hints of sea blue small shuttles flying back and forth like strange winged creatures in the sky.
I continued to walk towards the cockpit hopefully getting a glimpse at what Haven is and where we actually were. Damien was sitting cross-legged and fast asleep as hi co pilot a young Asian woman continued to fly. I turned to her for a moment and forced myself a smile
“What does U 5 mean?” I asked quietly trying not to wake the captain up.
She sat upright and smiled back then turned back to the controls
“Unclassified number 5, means the ground is un-terraformable”
“As in uninhabitable?”
“Pretty much, apparently dangerous gasses and acidic floors, not very nice”
I thought for a moment looking back to the jungle and smiling
“But it looks wonderful down there”
“Ey it does but if you go down there your not coming back”
A quick beep came out of the controls in front of her as she continued to fly
“do me a favour and hit that red button there, Haven is hailing us and we need to respond”
I did as she asked and immediately a hologram of a fat old man appeared in front of me causing me to jump back a little
“Hello Aleya” he said to the woman
“I see Damien is doing good work as usual” he laughed and smiled at her
“Did you find any survivors?”
she shook her head “non except for this guy here sir”
He looked at me quickly and gave a strange hiss
“Aleya bring him to my office immediately, and come alone” Aleya looked a little worried and nodded “Ok sir, I’ll do that”
The ship began to turn quickly as a strange blue beam hooked onto the front of us pulling us in, I couldn’t believe what I saw in front of me yet something told me this was real. A huge city about twice the size of my sector floating high in the sky , strange buildings were poking up and vehicles flying back and forth. It was truly a sight to behold and amazed me even more as we approached it, a child waved to us from a ledge above smiling widely and calling to his friends to come look. This was like something out of a dream and then I saw it we were heading straight for a wall and fast too.
“Aleya stop please!” I yelled out but she just chuckled and flicked a switch causing me to close my eyes
“Oh god I’m gonna die!”
“Don’t be such a baby” I continued to keep my eyes closed not looking to my almost certain death.
There was a click and some strange mechanical noises as I was tapped on the shoulder
“you can open them now silly” Aleya said calmly
“We’re here”
She turned the engines of by hitting two switches then smiled
“Welcome to haven, the last refuge of humankind”.
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HAVEN
Apr 26, 2006 3:22:26 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Apr 26, 2006 3:22:26 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]CHAPTER 6 HERETIC[/glow]
Damien had woken up from his sleep finally and got to his feet rushing down the corridor. I blinked a little at this sudden random behaviour but decided not to worry about it. Aleya sat still in her chair something was really bothering her, something terrible.
“What’s wrong Aleya?” I asked her with a gentle tone
She just shrugged and continued staring out the window into the docking bay. I took this as she didn’t want to talk about it and exited the cockpit slowly walking down the corridor to exit ramp. Damien stood there frozen too like something was bothering him, his eyes quickly flicked to mine and he held a hand out to caution me not to go any further.
The docking bay was filled with guards in black body armour like those of the Atlantis, laser rifles at the ready and trained at my head.
“We have orders to take him to the high elder”
Damien shook his head “He’s been through a lot , just let him rest up and he’ll see him in the morning”
“The council commands it captain scorn, let us not remind you that you are alive only on good faith”
Damien gulped and pushed me in front to them “Here he is, take the bastard, I don’t want to see him again”
“knowing the council, you won’t Damien” Aleya said running out to me
“He has done nothing wrong , let all shadowguard know this”
“All shadowguard see him as a threat, if he is truly who the council thinks he is”
“Then he shall be a threat to me, let me take him into my home” Aleya said quickly
The guard trained their guns on her then back on me.
“But it is written ..”
“Where is it written in your laws that a young man must die for being the only survivor”
“But the laws state that..” the guard interrupted
“the laws are wrong”
“Heretic! , Kill her!” The guard yelled out calling his team to surround us.
Aleya turned to me and for a moment I saw once again those sweet eyes of Lucia, that sweet innocence and purity.
“run”
Damien opened fire on the guard as they started to open fire on us. I managed to hop off the ramp and quickly roll behind the left support leg of the ship.
“Aleya no!” Damien shouted as I heard her cry in pain her body falling to the metal ramp with a huge clang.
Damien continued to open fire his twin pistol not much hope against 8 guards with laser rifles. I shivered in fear under the ship as they continued to fire watching as Damien fell to the floor blood leaking through the grating of the ramp.
“Where did he go!” A guard shouted out
“He’s under the ship!” another yelled as they began to fire underneath.
I crawled fast gunfire narrowly missing me by mere centimetres. What the hell was going on? ! I rolled out from under the ship quickly and spotted a doorway, the guard had spotted I was out and were running for me I had to make a quick decision.
“He’s by the doorway open fire!”
A laser shot nailed by arm causing a smoking hole to leak blood, I held onto it hard and firm and ran for the door my mind now on only one thing SURVIVAL.
I noticed that door and an auto lock alarm like those used for fires. I smirked and smashed the glass with my fist causing the door to fall down fast making it safe for a moment to tend to my wound. I ripped off a piece of my shirt and tied it around the wound hopefully with enough pressure to stop it from loosing too much blood.
An alarm quickly went off to my horror as I heard the fast approaching feet of more guard.
“Heretic runner in bay 9” the intercom spoke out
“CRAP” I cursed looking quickly for a way out.
My body was shaking from the running and the loss of blood and the guard were getting nearer and nearer every second. I’m starting to think yes…I’m doomed.
Suddenly there was a flash and I was at that temple from my dream, the creature approached me and handed me a strange blade attached to a gauntlet that I placed on my arm. The blade was golden and covered with strange writing.
“Inar seckum canrais” the creature spoke as in neared me placing a kind scaly hand on my shoulder.
“Faith, hope and freedom”
Suddenly I was back in the corridor surrouned by the guard, guns pointed to my head.
“Get down on the floor Heretic, NOW!”
I suddenly felt an energy run through my body, like power I had never felt before. Something was changing inside of me. I was becoming someone else.
“Heretic on the floor NOW!”
I looked to the blade on my wrist and smiled, something told me that this was no coincidence. That this was meant to be.
“One last time on the floor now!”
I flew my arm out with lighting speed straight into the guards neck my blade soaked with his blood. I twisted it quickly ripping his throat causing him to drop dead to the floor and the other guards to get a little more jumpy.
“He has a weapon, kill him!”
The new energy in me had awoken something, something primal inside of me. I ran at the guards and with a several quick swipes and dodges they lay dead on the floor their blood staining the immaculate marble flooring. I looked at my weapon for a moment then to the bodies. What had happened to me, how did I do all this?
I didn’t wait to think about it but continued running onwards down the corridor into what looked like a reception area. A woman screamed out seeing me covered in blood and that soon caused a panic.
“Heretic in foreign acceptance” The intercom blurted out.
I knew what that meant, more guards and more trouble. I wasn’t sure what happened to be but I knew there was a limit to my newfound abilities. A guard shot at me but with a quick dodge from my new agility I managed to avoid at it.
”What the hell is he!” the guard yelled
“Kill the heretic!” another yelled.
I quickly did a running jump an grabbed hold of a low down ledge pulling myself up, a gun shot whizzed past my ear as I ducked into the doorway. I was now in a restaurant of some sort and in a kitchen cooking some foul smelling brown goop. I stopped for a moment and smiled picking up a kitchen knife and smirking.
A guard ran in and with lightning fast reflexes I through the knife nailing him hard in the shoulder.
“AH god damn it!” he yelled out.
I slowly walked over to him and ran my blade across his neck then pulled my arm away whilst rapidly twisting my wrist causing his neck to be cut deep. I was not proud of all this murder but the thing inside me was, it was revelling in the bloodshed and massacre. I picked up the rifle and slung it over my shoulder using the shoulder strap and continued out the restaurant.
Outside the restaurant was a courtyard filled with people going about their daily ways. I looked up to the crimson sky and for a moment felt once again in awe. The laser shot that almost hit my shoulder quickly woke me up though and I tore through the courtyard.
The buildings structure was very arabesque with sandy coloured houses and flat rooftops. I tore down one alleyway that wouldn’t of looked out of place in Cairo passing by some civilians selling pots in the street.
A guard moved in front of me quickly and held a rifle straight to my head. Damn it how didn’t I see him coming. I gulped and as he clicked the trigger the thing inside me took over. It was a blur and I felt myself slide to the floor as the gunshot went off my hand shot up into his stomach and my blade into his side causing him to fall to the floor.
“No stop killing!” I shouted out loud
But the blade shot forth into his neck killing the man instantly. I stepped back looking at the brutality of the killing and continued running.
“What’s happening to me…what have I become?!”
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HAVEN
May 9, 2006 1:56:45 GMT
Post by Malcolm Reynolds on May 9, 2006 1:56:45 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]THE WRAITH AND THE SHADOWS[/glow]
“We are not survivors
We are chosen
We are not lost
We are found
There is no faith
But Shadowguard
We are united”
(Taken from the pages of the Shadowguard bible “In fear doctrine” written by Lucas Kahn high elder of the Shadowguard order)
My fear had finally got to me so as soon as the body had fallen to the floor I ran for the nearest alleyway and shrouded myself in the safety of the darkness. My mind ran with so many questions but there were so few answers. The Shadowguard were obviously the governing power on this world, but why were they hunting me down, why was I wanted so badly that they wish to put me to death.
Seeking answers I found none and continued into the darkness of the alleyway my blade resting at my hip now feverishly ready for it’s next kill. Reaching the end of the alley I turned a corner into another street, more open this time and with a rail that reached across, stopping anyone from falling off the edge of Haven.
Below I saw the vast expanse of land, jungle and water. How could that world be contaminated if such beauty flourished there? It really did not make sense to me.
Strange bird like creatures flew underneath with a phenomenal grace that made me start to wonder, what really was down there? If life could live on this planet then surely it really wasn’t contaminated? Then I started to realise why people hadn’t questioned before, Fear…Fear is what was holding these people back, and fear is what was silencing their questions.
I turned away from the rail suddenly to see the squad of Shadowguard troops all pointing their guns to my head. The officer, indicated by a marking on his chest, stepped forward and pressed the gun to my forehead.
“Heretic, get on the floor now” His voice was calm yet filled with authority, he was certainly different to the normal grunts.
“Drop the knife and get on the floor” He pushed the gun against my head harder, his stance becoming a lot stiffer. He flicked a switch on the side of the gun and pushed it harder.
“Get away from the boundary and get on the floor, I will not repeat myself”
There was silence
“If you do not comply..”
My mind started to blank as I ran to the boundary, my eyes closing as I pulled myself over and flung myself off Haven. The air whistled past my face as I continued falling. I was starting to black out, but something told me I’d be fine. The guards above me yelled and cursed as I looked up for one moment.
The ground was quite far off right now and I could see the whole of the beautiful world, it was starting to blur but in the back I thought I saw strange creatures grazing in the midday sun. My eyes felt like they were going to be pushed though my skull and my arms were almost tore off as I tried to position myself, I knew this was so stupid, so incredibly stupid…but it was my only choice, whatever was going on I knew one thing, the Shadowguard must not catch me.
As I was about to hit the ground suddenly there was a flash of light and I blacked out. A voice spoke in the light as yet another flash continued on after the last, starting a continuous flash, I was suspended in mid air.
“ Quickly hold him in place” A voice shouted in almost a rasp
“I am doing that sire, but we must make haste, The Wraith will soon find him” another voice called out through the white.
My head started to spin and my mind started to blank as I floated to the ground almost as gentle as a feather. I looked up to my saviours and took in their lizard like features before my mind finally gave way to the darkness of sleep.
Do call my dreams madness would be an understatement, for not even the fevered delusion of a mad man could concoct the ideas that were forced into my mind.
I stood at the ruins of the temple that had now become so familiar, the golden archway almost symbolic in my eyes. I knelt down in the dirt looking to the archway as my heart began to beat fast.
“Behold the king!” A voice yelled out from afar
I looked and a creature appeared cloaked in red, his arms were long and spindly and his three fingers, on each hand, almost looked like claws.
“Zanul?” The creature spoke as he neared me
“Is this the one?” He asked as touched my head and ran a finger through my hair.
“Yes!, but the sacrifice shall not be his, not yet at least” His eyes lit up as he spoke turning to the archway and then back to me
“Listen carefully, Zanul you must know the truth, we are not the first”
My mind began to run with curiosity, why did he call be Zanul, and what did he mean by the first?
There was a scream and a black figure appeared behind the creature pulling at his neck. The figure hissed and continued to pull, harder and harder. I rose from my knees and ran to his aid but the creature was nothing but mist, my hand swept right through it.
“WRAITH!” A creature yelled as the King fell to the ground dead.
“They must not get Zanul!”
I ran from the archway as thousands on thousands of the strange creatures ran to tackle the shadow. It’s hissing getting louder and louder.
“Zanul, cover your ears, do not let it enter your mind!”
I fell to the floor as the headache started, increasing with every second and growing unbearable.
A Shadowguard trooper appeared from behind the wraith a gun aimed at my head, his eyes glowed red with an almost demonic radiance. His body began to twitch and his head went askew as robotically his mouth opened to utter the words.
“In fear, I stand”
His body jerked forward as he began to march almost like a puppet on strings, his eyes glowing redder and redder as he neared me.
“Kahn”
He fell to the floor his eyes now flowing with tear like blood. He turned his head to look at me one more time and smiled, but not out of kindness, the smile was sadistic, like a satisfied murderer.
“Do you not understand, she didn’t love you, No one could love you.”
I leapt to my feet and took out his gun out of his hands placing it to his forehead.
“SHE DID LOVE ME!”
The gun went off and my eyes closed as the blood splatter from the Shadowguard ran over me.
I was starting to wake up now and found that I was no longer suspended in the air but was in a mud hut surrounded by lizard creatures. One of the creatures was currently in a conversation with a much smaller one; his tongue was flicking over every syllable.
“What if he remembers?” The smaller creature yipped
“This is why they want him? Surely he would be an ally to their course?” The larger said running his tongue over his lips
“I heard him speak his name, in his dreams I think he remembers” The smaller one continued to yip stamping his feat apposing
“The Ry’ell are resourceful, they will come for him” The smaller one said running up to my bed and hitting his hands on my bed sheets, narrowly missing my feet.
“They are governed by the Wraith now, the wraith have no use for a prophet” The larger spoke holding his hand out to calm the smaller.
“Sire, we must not speak of the four in front of him, he may awake at anytime” The smaller yipped again jumping up and down impatiently
“You are right, let us leave him in peace” The Larger spoke in a calm tone moving towards the door.
The smaller creature followed in tone, letting out a painful yip as the larger stood on its tail to get it to move faster.
This was all very strange to me, and they spoke of prophets and even the Ry’ell…confusing really wasn’t strong enough a word for this, this was an enigma, a terrible painful enigma.
I quickly got off my bed and ran to the door of the mud hut stepping back quickly in shock. The ruins, the temple from my dreams in ruins. I fell to my knees weeping yet I did not know why?, Even my emotions began to confuse me. I rose to my feet trying to gather all the strength I could, A statue lay destroyed in front of the ruins, it’s shape that of the King from my dreams.
“What is this place!” I yelled running into the centre, looking up quickly to the sky to see the huge shadow, of the floating world that was Haven. I wiped dust off the inscription of the King and ran my hand over the worn wording; I could read it even though the language was not that of my own.
“Methias D’algor , Hero of the revolt, and saviour of slaves”
The last of the words were worn off, the sentence unclear. Slaves, but what were they slaves too? An image began to quickly burn in my mind, my hands in iron chains and eyes of glowing red. I shook my head quickly to get the nightmarish form from my mind. This truly was becoming quite the puzzle, quite the enigma.
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Oct 12, 2006 6:49:38 GMT
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Oct 22, 2006 7:03:07 GMT
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Nov 1, 2006 8:39:43 GMT
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Jun 12, 2012 3:19:10 GMT
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Jun 27, 2012 2:14:50 GMT
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