by Hao Yang
Dark Universe and Forbidden Love
By Hao Yang
Copyright ©2015 by Hao Yang
All Rights Reserved
The book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and invents are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual incidents, persons or locations is entirely coincidental. No part of the book can be used or distributed or reproduced in any manner (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the author.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
Chapter 110
Chapter 111
Chapter 112
Chapter 113
Chapter 114
Chapter 115
Chapter 116
Chapter 117
Chapter 118
Chapter 119
Chapter 120
Chapter 121
Chapter 122
Chapter 123
Chapter 124
Chapter 125
Chapter 126
Chapter 127
Chapter 128
Chapter 129
Chapter 130
Chapter 131
Chapter 132
Chapter 133
Chapter 134
Chapter 135
Chapter 136
Chapter 137
Chapter 138
Chapter 139
Chapter 140
Chapter 141
Chapter 142
Chapter 143
Chapter 144
Chapter 145
Chapter 146
Chapter 147
Chapter 148
Chapter 149
Chapter 150
Chapter 151
Chapter 152
Chapter 153
Chapter 154
Chapter 155
Chapter 156
Chapter 157
Chapter 158
Chapter 159
Chapter 160
Chapter 161
Chapter 162
Chapter 163
Chapter 164
Chapter 165
Chapter 166
Chapter 167
Chapter 168
Chapter 169
Chapter 170
Chapter 171
Chapter 172
Chapter 173
Chapter 174
Chapter 175
Chapter 176
Chapter 177
Chapter 178
In the universe, there is no god.
-Human Lunar Fleet Commander, Lieutenant General Michael R. Stonan.
Chapter 1
The morning light hit on the surface of red planet Latianium and temperature spiked up to 120 degree celsius within several minutes. Hiding 4000 meters below the surface, Mark Marton and his coworkers just finished their 14 hour night shift. They were heading to the living zone which was 2000 meters higher than the mining site. The clunking elevator stumbled like an old man, shaking left and right. In the elevator, everybody sat on the dusty floor, most of them asleep. Mark was in his forties, six feet tall, a large build with a thin face and short hair. He leaned his head against the elevator wall, fixing his big blue eyes at the clock. He knew exactly how long it would take to get to the living zone. He just hoped the elevator didn’t break down in the middle. In other days, he wouldn’t care, because sleeping in the elevator was even better than sleeping in the coffin like dorm. But today he wanted to catch the early flight to see his son.
“Buzz!” The elevator arrived and the blaring screech waked up everyone. Mark dashed out of the elevator right after the door opened. Morning shift workers had left and the hallway was almost empty with only a few guys hanging around. They turned their heads as Mark rushed by.
After climbing two stories, Mark arrived at his room which he shared with nine other guys. In the room, each of them had a sleeping tube the size of a big coffin. The tubes were packed in two rows facing the door. On the door side, there was one bathroom which only had one toilet and one shower.
“Morning.” Rick said as Mark darted into the room.
“Morning.” Mark said quickly. He opened his tube door on the second row and threw his tool box in it.
“You take your tool box in the coffin? Man, you just love your job, don’t you?” Rick said as he stood next to Mark and tried to peek what was inside.
“Thanks. Man. You don’t work today?” Mark chuckled.
“No. They cut my days.” Rick sighed.
“Same here. It’s getting worse, isn’t it?” Mark said tiredly as he climbed into his tube.
Rick shook his head and went to the bathroom. Mark closed the door, covered the small window on the door, opened the tool box and took out his wrenches. He quickly removed a small piece of metal at the handle and poured out tiny black stones
from each wrench.
“Why Glycan likes this kind of thing? What do they use them for?” Mark murmured to himself as he collected all black stones. He quickly put them in his backpack, climbed out of his tube and headed to the shuttle stop. Twenty minutes later he stepped into the shuttle. Then it left for the main transportation station cycling around Latianium on the geosynchronous orbit.
Mark had been working on the mine site for two years. Every month, he went to see his two sons. The transportation station he was now heading to was the only one in this small planetary system to provide inter-galaxy travelling. It was shared by first and second class species, but they have their own areas. Human was one of the second class species.
After arriving at the station, Mark hurried to the trash compartment at the bottom of the station. He looked around cautiously and then entered into the compartment. It was a big room the size of a basketball field, trashes piled in each corner.
“Just on time.” A cold voice struck Mark from his left.
“Like always.” Mark said in Glycanese as he turned to a Glycan emerging from the shadow. Glycan was one of the first class species.
Mark handed over the black stones as the Glycan gave him two crystals.
“Can you get more?” The Glycan said.
“I am not sure. I will try.” Mark said easily.
“Same time next month?
“Sure. Bye.” Marked said and left for the passenger area for the second class species.
The transport vessel started to leave the station. Mark leaned to the window, looking down the red planet. He recalled the rumor about the origin of the red color. The planet was not always red. During the Second Universe War (UWII), in the battle of Latinanium, one of the most famous and cruelest battles, four million lives vanished and three fourths of them were Humans. Shortly after the battle, the planet started to change its appearance. It was said that the planet cried with bloody tears which turned her into red. Mark let out a sigh and then closed his eyes. He wanted to get some sleep before arriving at Guardian Fleet training center. He didn’t want his son to see him like this.
Chapter 2
Right after UWII, the winning parties erected the United Galaxies (UG) to replace the useless Universe Union. The administration system consisted of two councils. The senior council had nine species and junior council had 25 species. Because of the enormous advantages nine species had in the military, economy, finance, sciences and technologies, they were widely accepted as the first class species. The 25 species in junior council were considered as second class species and they couldn’t voice on any decision in UG, even though some second class species like Human fought side by side with nine species in UWII.
To ensure the order in the universe, UG founded Guardian Fleet as the armed force. It was commanded by operation committee whose nine generals were selected by senior council, one general from each species. The operation committee was under direct supervision of senior council. Guardian Fleet consisted of combat division and exploration division. Combat division had 28 battle groups, each of them having about 20 combat vessels. Exploration division had 30 space vessels. The second class species provided the supplies and covered operation expenses of Guardian Fleet.
At the early stage of Guardian Fleet, all officers, enlists and other personnel were drafted directly from different species. Because different species had their own training and ranking system, simply mixing officers resulted in a very inefficient command-chain flow along with other problems in communication, combat efficiency, coordination and cooperation. To resolve those issues, nine species established Guardian Fleet training center. They selected candidates from different species at the age of 18 to enroll in the training programs. It would take four years for candidates to finish all programs. By the time they graduated, they not only knew how to work together but also had respect and trust for each other. For the past 84 years, the training center had produced thousands of officers for Guardian Fleet.
Jason Marton was a trainee in class of 84. He was one of the five humans selected from 900 to enroll in the program. Before being admitted to Guardian Fleet training center, he spent three years in Human preselection institution which was located at Human colonial outpost. Two months after his eighteenth birthday, he and other four humans travelled to Eva-1, one of the four moons of planet Evena. Eva-1 not only served as the Guardian Fleet headquarter but also hosted the training center and hangars for two thirds of its combat vessels.
Today was the 63rd day since Jason arrived at the training center. He woke up a little early. He had a weird dream about his mother who never came home after a trip to visit Glycan’s mother planet Sylareon. He was trying to recall the dream but the fuzzy images kept fading away. Finally he gave up and got off the bed.
“Man, you are early.” Lucis said as he took a quick look at his watch.
“We have a meeting today.” Jason said while putting on his grey uniform.
“What meat? What meat?” Erikon shouted as he suddenly jumped out of the bed.
Jason and Lucis both laughed loudly.
Those three shared one dorm in the second class species living quarter. Jason and Erikon King had been friends since they were in Human preselection institution. They both have dark blonde hair, blue eyes and heart-shaped faces, but Jason was taller and Erikon was a little on the heavy side. Based on Erikon’s explanation, he was still carrying some holiday weight. Lucis William came from the same institution. But they didn’t know each other before they left for the training center. Because he had very pale skin and sharp eyes, Jason and Erikon called him vampire.
Later the three headed to the dining zone for second class species. In the training center, just like other places in the Guardian Fleet, first and second class species were completely segregated in every aspect of life. Second class species didn’t even have the chance to see first class species.
Even though the dining zone were packed like a sardine can, the lines moved quickly and everything was in order. After about 20 minutes, the three got their food and found a table in the corner.
“Same thing again, huh?” Erikon said while stirring the soup.
“I miss the days when we were in the institution.” Jason said as he sat down.
“It’s been two months. They really have no variety at all.” Lucis said and took a sip of water.
“You know, it might depend on the season, say, we are currently in late spring or early summer. After another month, we will see.” Erikon said excitedly.
“I won’t hold breath for that. Here we are just the second class. Nobody cares what we eat.” Jason said coldly.
“You know,” Erikon leaned forward and lowered his voice, “We should go to the first class dining place and get something.”
“You mean steal?” Lucis whispered.
“Taking food is not.” Erikon said confidently.
“How is everything, Ladies?”
Hearing this, the three turned their heads simultaneously. It was Jonanson, a Human trainee one year senior than them. He pulled a chair and sat down. The three acknowledged him.
“We were talking about the food, wondering whether it will stay like this forever.” Jason said.
“Not forever, only for four years.” Jonanson said in a joking tone.
“What about those first class?” Erikon asked.
“Well, for them, each specie has their own dining area. I never go to any of them.” Jonanson said carelessly and noticed that the three were looking at him with glistening eyes.
“Look, don’t think stuff like this and don’t compare. It won’t do any good.” Jonanson said seriously.
“All right.”
“Sure.” The three nodded.
“You guys are getting used to the new time system?” Jonanson asked.
“Man, I am OK with 25 hours a day and eight days per week. But 14 months a year? This is not any species’ time.” Jason said unhappily.
“You are right. Those first species h
ad a fight for it. Estian got 25 hours. Oireitan got eight days and Glycan got 14 months.” Jonanson said
“We also have to speak Glycanese.” Lucis whined.
“There have to be a language anyway.” Jonanson said and then stood up. He saw Quinolin waving at him. He motioned him to come over, but Quinolin just stood there.
“Well, there seems to be something. I gotta go.” Jonanson said hastily.
“What is wrong with this Quinolin anyway? The other day I said hi to him. He asked me to salute him.” Jason said in a hard voice.
“Well, he is just strict. He is two years senior than your guys. After two years, you will receive your rank. By the way, prepare for the game! If you are the champion, you will fight the first species.” Jonanson said easily and left the three.
Chapter 3
As Jason, Erikon and Lucis continued with their breakfast, more and more trainees flooded into the dining zone. The lines had extended to the doorway.
When Idi, Sayilin and Orizy walked in, Jason stood up and waved to them. These three headed right to Jason. They were in the same study group as Jason was. In the class of 84, there were 125 trainees from second class species and they were grouped into 18 units for training purposes.
“Well, let’s have the meeting first.” Orizy said as glanced over at the long line. He was a Sulan who had brown skin without hair or eyebrows. All Sulan only have one gender: male.
Idi and Sayilin pulled chairs out from a nearby table and sat down. Idi was a Dolanz. She had a small figure, a grey cute face with yellow eyes and light blue short hair. Sayilin didn’t have eyes. Like other Jyneses, he used sound wave to map the surrounding area. He had a muscular body and a round head with four big ears, two facing the front and two facing the back.
“You guys did well on yesterday’s flight tests?” Idi asked curiously.
“My stomach is still in my head.” Orizy said painfully.
“I threw up whatever I had on the dashboard.” Erikon said.
“And you ate a lot. Man, I was surprised! I am all right. See when you have eyes, you can feel all those rotation and cycling.” Sayilin said happily as he extended his arms like he was going to fly.
“Jason has eyes and he did much better than you.” Lucis smiled.
“Beginner’s luck.” Sayilin said and turned to Jason. Even though Sayilin didn’t have eyes, he could detect the smallest change on one’s face.
“All right. Let’s see who throw up first next time.” Jason chuckled.