Dark Universe & Forbidden Love

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.