Evex_Warriors Of Ition

by Maia Starr

  Chapter 13

  Captain Alicron Qinov

  I only wanted to make Vicki smile. So when she grew sad that she might never see her friend again, I knew that I had to find her friend for her. It would be my gift to her. She had already given me a gift; she had sex with me.

  Now, we were walking to a trading village. I was very optimistic about this. If there was a village nearby that had Lana, that meant it was possibly an intergalactic trading space with many species, possibly even my own. I would possibly be able to buy a ship, or at least send out a signal to my home planet. Now, all we had to do was get there. If I had found out about it, maybe my crew had as well, and maybe some of the human females, like Vicki's friend.

  “I see something,” I said as we walked along. I could see something in the distance ahead of us.

  “What is it? I don't see anything,” she said.

  “I think that my eyesight is stronger,” I said as I zeroed in on the chunk of metal half a mile ahead of us.

  “Well what do you see?” she asked.

  “I think it is another part of my ship. Come,” I said.

  Ten minutes later, we were standing near the chunk of metal. I was right. It was a piece of my ship.

  “What does this mean?” she said.

  “It just means that we are walking along the path that the ship broke up in the atmosphere. It makes an arc. That's usually how it happens. I want to check it out; come on,” I said walking toward it. I recognized it immediately. It was the weapons hold of the ship.

  “Do you see any sign of my people?” she asked.

  “No. I don't. I think this is part of the cargo weapons hold. This is good,” I said. I moved around it and pulled a panel off. There were guns, knives, bombs: pretty much everything that we had with us on the ship. I went in and took a freshly charged a gun, and a couple of explosives, putting them in my belt.

  “Do you know how to work one of these?” I said holding up a gun.

  “Are you serious? No. I am a Hollywood agent,” she said.

  “I don't know what that means,” I said handing it to her.

  “It means I don't know how to shoot guns,” she said.

  “I will show you.” I grabbed a cross-body holster for her.

  Then we stepped outside.

  “You're going to wear this across your body like this,” I said laying the strap across her shoulder across her belly down to her hip. I grabbed the gun.

  “This is the lock position. You can't accidentally shoot anything. You flip the switch here, and now it is ready to go. This means that it is fully charged, this level here. Then you aim and pull the trigger,” I said, demonstrating to her by shooting at the sand ahead of us. One quick laser blast shot from the gun. I put it back in the lock position and handed it to her.

  “All right. It is no different than what I have seen in the movies, even ones I have negotiated the deals for,” she said.

  “What?” I asked.

  “Nothing,” she said. She followed my direction unlocking the gun and then aimed and shot.

  “Good,” I said.

  “Yes, good, except I was aiming for the same spot that you hit. I'm about five yards off,” she said.

  “Well, at least you know how to work it. That is good enough for now. Show me that it is locked,” I said. She locked it and showed me. Then I showed her how to carry it in the holster.

  “Good. Let's go,” I said. Then we continued walking. We came across a very large sand dune. We hiked to it, but when we got to the other side, we were surprised.

  “Cyborgs!” I shouted as I grabbed her and hit the ground. There were two cyborgs that looked like they were on patrol. They saw us.

  “There!” the computer voices said coming our way.

  “What do we do? There's nowhere to run,” she said.

  “Stay down,” I said pulling my gun. Then I remembered the explosives. I pulled one from my belt. I stood up and threw it toward the cyborgs as hard as I could. Then I dropped back down. I threw myself over Vicki, covering her.

  Boom! The explosion detonated. Sand went everywhere. But I could still hear the voice of a cyborg.

  “The blonde human. I have seen her,” I heard. “My coordinates are…” It was all that I needed to hear.

  I stood up and ran directly toward the cyborgs. One of them was dead, blown to pieces. The other one was lying on the ground speaking into the radio on his chest. I raised my gun and shot at his head, directly toward his mouth.

  “Alicron!” I heard Vicki say. But I did not want this cyborg to report our location. The cyborg leader was after Vicki. If he knew our location, he could get to us fast. I don't know if the cyborg gave our location before I shot him. He laid there dead.

  “I got him. It's all right,” I said. I shot him again for good measure as well as the other cyborg. Vicki ran to my side.

  “That was close,” she said. “Are you all right?” she asked looking at me up-and-down as though she was actually concerned for my safety and well-being. I looked at her and smiled.

  “Does that mean you actually care for me? You care if I have been injured?” I asked.

  She playfully slapped my chest with her hand. “Shut up. I just want to know if you are injured,” she said.

  “I am fine. But we need to get out of here fast. I don't know what kind of signal they put out to their camp. We need to run,” I said putting my hand out to her. She looked at it. Then she reluctantly put her hand in mine. I grabbed her hand and then began to run. She struggled to keep up with my stride, but she ran with me. I looked at my instrument. We weren't too far from the village: another mile or so. All we had to do was get there before the cyborgs got to us.

  Chapter 14

  Vicki Varsa

  Watching Alicron fight was scary, but also arousing. He was so quick. He was so skilled. Watching him was very attractive. He ran fast, covering large amounts of ground when he ran toward the cyborgs. But I was scared. I didn't want him to die. I definitely did not want to be left with the cyborgs. But he made quick work of them. It seemed like he had been trained all of his life to take on anything. I have never seen anything like it.

  Now we were running fast. I was having a hard time keeping up with him. His long legs covered a lot of ground. I have long legs, but definitely not as long as this tall blue alien. He was practically dragging me across the desert. Finally, the village came into view.

  “There it is,” he said stopping. I stopped next to him trying to catch my breath.

  “Thank God,” I said. I looked directly ahead of us. I was surprised. There was a very large village with a massive stone wall around it. It was a low stone wall, and didn't have a gate, but it seemed to keep the village inside the bounds. It looked a lot like a village that you would see in the Middle East. Lots of drapery hanging from different tables and canopies. I could almost hear the murmur of merchants bargaining with each other. I was glad for the civilization, even if it wasn't full of humans.

  “Come on. Go: cyborgs could be right behind us,” he said pulling me along. We didn't run, but we walked at a very fast pace. Before long, we were entering the very busy village. My eyes were wide as I looked around. I had never seen anything like this before. It made sense considering I was on a completely different alien planet, but I was not expecting to see so many different types of aliens. There were pink-skinned short aliens. There were large green aliens with four different arms. There were more and more, and I could not get enough of it all.

  “Try not to stare. Staring makes you look like an outsider,” Alicron whispered to me.

  “I am an outsider,” I said looking around.

  “Yes, but don't act like one,” he said.

  I laughed to myself thinking about the times that I would say this to people from out of town that would come to Hollywood. I would tell them not to stare at celebrities and act like an outsider. Of course, they always did, now I know what it felt like. Even if this was an extreme case.

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��Just stay close to me. Do not wander off at all. Cyborgs might not be the only dangerous thing in or on this planet,” he whispered to me.

  “Do you think the others made it here? Do you think Bridget is here?” I asked.

  “I don't know. I will have to ask around. But I will have to do it in a way that does not cause a lot of attention. First, I need to find a transmission station. I need to send a message home. Maybe I could even barter for a ship,” he said.

  "A ship? Do you mean to leave this planet?” I asked.

  “That depends on the ship. If we could get a land speeder, then we could easily travel over this planet looking for our friends. If we could get a space travel ship then I could go home and get a bigger crew in order to do a rescue mission here,” he said as I walked alongside him through the bustling streets.

  “No. I don't want to leave here without my friend,” I said yanking my hand away from him.

  “You will do what I say,” he said grabbing my hand and leading me from him.

  “No, I won't,” I said pulling away from him. He looked around. “You are making a scene. You do not want to call attention to yourself,” he said.

  I looked around to see some menacing aliens looking at me. I quickly grabbed Alicron's hand and walked along with him. For once I realized it was a good idea that he showed ownership over me, for now.

  “Fine. Let's go,” I said. I was looking around at everything as we walked. I wondered if there was sort of an intergalactic travel ship. Like a bus: pay for a ticket and get taken where you wanted to go. Of course, I wanted to go back to Earth, no matter what.

  “You, do you know the nearest transmission station?” Alicron asked a merchant that stood behind what looked like small radios.

  The merchant replied in a language that I did not know. To my surprise, Alicron answered him in the same language. They carried on a conversation like this. He pointed in a direction. Alicron said something to him and then he grabbed my hand and we continued walking.

  “What did he say?”

  “He was speaking in Lonnie. He was telling me that there is a transmission station just up ahead here. I don't know how far the range will be, but if we are lucky, it will reach Xeion. Come: let's go,” he said grabbing my hand and leading me away.

  “What is that over there?” I asked as we walked along. It looked like there were a lot of ships parked there.

  “That looks like the spaceport. This is good. First, I will send the transmission, and then I will see about bartering for a ship,” he said.

  “A spaceport. Interesting,” I said. I knew that an airport on Earth meant ships were coming in and out and so I assumed that a spaceport was the same but with ships coming in and out. This meant that some of those ships were coming in going to this planet. I needed to get off of this planet once I found Bridget: get back to Earth. Now I knew where we needed to go.

  “There it is,” he said pointing to a large hub of commotion and mechanical panels. There was something that looked like a giant satellite dish, but much more complicated.

  He walked right up to someone standing at the front. He spoke to them and the language I had never heard. I could only assume he was asking about transmitting a message to his home planet of Xeion. Then I saw something that surprised me. He opened one of the compartments on his belt. He pulled out two gems, like diamonds. But they couldn't be diamonds, could they? Did they have diamonds in space?

  My mouth was wide open as I looked at them.

  Then the guard said something, nodding his head in approval. He gestured for us to follow. Alicron grabbed my hand, and we were led inside. There was a lot of commotion going on. Different aliens were standing in front of screens talking to other aliens, like Skype calls. We were led to a corner of the room with a large panel that had a lot of knobs and monitors. The alien said something to Alicron. Alicron said something and nodded in approval. I wished that I understood what they were saying. Then the alien walked away.

  “This is the only long-range transmission they have. He does not know if it is long enough to reach my planet: too far away and there are two black holes between here and my planet that the transmission can get lost in,” he said.

  “So what does that mean? You can't contact?” I asked.

  “It means I'm going to send out a message anyway. Maybe it will get picked up, maybe it won't. Maybe it will get picked up by one of my ships from a Xeion fleet. I just have to send it out at least, with the hope that someone will hear,” he said.

  “Okay,” I said.

  “Do not to move,” he said letting go of my hand. Then he walked to the panel and began to work. I rolled my eyes. I wasn't going to wander off, at least not far. I took a few steps back and quickly got bored. I wanted to know more about the spaceport.

  I could hear all the different voices of different alien languages as there was lots of commotion. It reminded me of the loud screaming of wall street stock exchange, but with different languages. But then I thought I heard something familiar. I thought I heard one of the aliens say, “Earth,” so I walked in the direction of the voice. Then I thought I heard it again. Before I knew it, I was far away from Alicron. I was almost outside. I didn't know where it was coming from. But I saw something familiar: a corner of the spaceport. I saw several small spaceships. I didn't think it would hurt to ask. Besides, I needed to have a contact at the spaceport when I found Bridget. Once I found her, I knew that I would have to escape from Alicron. He was determined not to let me go back to Earth, and I wasn't going to stay his prisoner. I needed to make contact and know exactly where to go once I found Bridget because I would have very little time to do it in. So I wandered in the direction of the spaceport.

  I was very impressed by what I saw when I arrived. There were so many ships. There were all different shapes and sizes. I could tell the bigger ones were for longer travel and the smaller ones looked like cars, obviously for traveling on this planet, wherever we were. I went directly toward one of the bigger ships.

  “Earth?” I said pointing at a big ship to a purple alien standing next to it. He responded in a language that I did not know.

  “Earth? I need to get to Earth? Does this ship go to Earth?” I asked knowing that he did not speak my language, but maybe someone else did.

  “He moved his arms, and I did not know what it meant. It looked like a baseball signal. It was very unusual.

  “Thank you,” I nodded my head not knowing that it probably meant something else on this planet. Then I walked to another large ship. Here I noticed that all different kinds and aliens were boarding with large bags, almost like watching people board an airplane with suitcases.

  “Where does this go?” I asked one of the travelers.

  They turned around to face me. I was very surprised. They had an unusual mouth that was covered with metal like a mesh screen. They responded in a language I did not now. I knew that this was going to be impossible without Alicron. But I couldn't have Alicron asking how to get me to Earth; that would be the last thing that he would do.

  "Does no one speak my language?” I mumbled to myself as I turned to walk away.

  “I understand your language,” I heard a familiar voice say. It brought a chill down my spine. It was a computer voice. It was a cyborg voice. I turned to see K8L standing directly in front of me.

  “Shit.” I turned to run, but his arms were around me in a split second. His mechanical chrome hand covered my mouth. I tried to scream but I could not. Nothing came out. I struggled trying to get loose. No one in the area thought it was strange that this cyborg was picking me up and taking me away. It was like being in a rougher town of the wild west. No one thought it was strange when violence was happening. Shit. I never should have left Alicron.

  Chapter 15

  Captain Alicron Qinov

  I was very glad to see the village Cantu. It was exactly what I needed. It had everything that your basic trading village had. This planet must be an outpost, I thought. This was a good thing
. That meant that anything could be bought and I had the currency that would suffice: gems. It was the currency used throughout space travel. Therefore I would be able to get a ship. But first I wanted to get a signal out as soon as I could. If I could get a response from the base on my planet, then I could call for reinforcements.

  I gave the transmission operator two diamonds, small ones. One was to allow me to send the transmission, and the other was to have him monitor it. I would return to it in a day or two to find out if there had been a response. It usually took that long. I stood there sending the message, carefully thinking about what to say, I knew that my father and my brothers would be pissed off. I never seemed to be able to satisfy them. It was one of the reasons I like to be a captain; it meant that I was gone from my home often. It wasn't easy being the youngest of four brothers and being the rebellious one, according to my father. Now, I had to send the bad news to them that they ship had wrecked on a cyborg planet, and I had lost the human cargo. They would be furious. But at least I knew the name of the planet, X003, according to the transmission operator. That would help.