Royal Rebel: A Genetic Engineering Space Opera

by Gail Gernat

  “Will?” he questioned.

  Dropping his food, Will examined her immediately.

  “Does anyone have a portable scanner? I lost mine in the accident.”

  Rory dashed out the door to the waiting heliplane, returning swiftly and handing the device to Will. The doctor ran it over Radhya.

  “Sprained wrist, again, torn ligaments right knee, multiple contusions, cracked rib, a large blood clot in the brain and a fracture of the skull.”

  Will became very still and white. Driving his fist into the floor, he jumped to his feet.

  “I should have checked her when we got here, but I just let her go to sleep. She obviously had a rougher time than we did. I didn’t realize it. I thought she couldn’t keep up because she’s a woman. This is all my fault.”

  “She’s still alive isn’t she?” asked Geo soberly.

  “Yes, but she is unconscious, I don’t know if her life signs are going up or down. She could spiral into deeper unconsciousness and die, or end up brain damaged and wake up a vegetable. A brain bleed is no joke.”

  Geo exchanged glances with Rory. Both looked over at 72. Geo raised a gnarled little finger.

  Then the pilot nodded, and he said, “Bring her.”

  Will and Padr scrambled into their battered but dry clothes. They wrapped Radhya more tightly in the sheets. Carrying her as if she were about to break, Max followed Geo to the heliplane. Rory took off, taking everyone on a swift and wild ride. Shortly, they entered a deep inlet of the ocean, framed by steep cliffs on either side. The land was heavily forested with only a narrow margin of white sand beach. Numerous caves pocked the rock. Rory feathered the heliplane down on a slightly wider patch of sand and rubble. Geo snapped a dismemorizor capsule under 72’s nose. The rest exited the vehicle.

  The old man brushed the hair back from her forehead, placed a kiss there and murmured, “Take her to the Chandrans. They will know what to do.”

  Max, carrying Radhya, followed the sand around the back curve of the inlet. Will and Padr trailed after him. Geo and Rory said they would not be welcome, so they stayed with the heliplane. Max’s arms were going numb when a large, not quite human shape beckoned from behind a tree. He headed doggedly in that direction.

  Once among the big trees, Max was relieved of Radhya’s weight by a huge black alien. The men followed him blindly, struggling through the thick underbrush that fought to impede their progress. Fortunately, the distance was short. The alien disappeared into a dark hole with Radhya. Padr lunged after her. Will grabbed his arm.

  “I think they’re going to help her,” he whispered.

  “Who are they?” demanded Padr.

  “Ocean Chandrans, friends of Radhya,” answered Max.

  Max plunged into the dark cavity followed by Will and Padr. Feeling his way through the snaking corridor, he came to a warm, dimly lit cavern. Small red glowing spots, two meters from the floor, gave a feeble light. The rocky floor was lapped softly by waves. A row of large alien bodies lined the outside walls, shifting and moving restlessly in the warm, wet air. The alien carrying Radhya walked towards them. Three Chandrans stepped forward and enfolded the men in their arms.

  “Seliflacn of the recreator, our friend, how may we serve you?” came the thought quietly into their brains.

  Will spoke up, “Our machine overturned in the storm last night and broke. We got out, but Radhya is hurt. I can’t fix her. Her old, uh, friend Geo, brought us here to you. I don’t exactly know why.”

  “Is it her mind that suffers?” came the question.

  “In a manner of speaking, she has a blood clot in her brain.”

  “Do you wish the lameeno, the bonding at this time?”

  “Whatever will help her,” replied Will and Max together.

  “You must all go to the mother then.”

  The alien carrying Radhya went to the water and entered it. When it reached waist deep on him, a whale shape, perhaps ten meters long came to meet him. It extended arms and took Radhya’s limp body. Padr lunged from the enfolding arms of his alien and dashed into the water. The big one there grasped and enfolded him. Max and Will followed more slowly.

  “We understand your concern for your mate. Follow,” the quiet voice encouraged.

  Max and Will joined Padr and Radhya in the arms of the mother. The men felt their minds flying across the space to the whale mind. Their consciousness somehow guided into the deep, peaceful presence. It was female, ageless and unknowable, encompassing wisdom on a level different from humans, ancient and alien. She welcomed them and showed them somehow, Radhya’s unconscious mind. They followed their guide.

  It was an endless black ocean, no light, no stars, cold and forlorn. A wind moaned over the surface.

  “Help me find her,” came the thought.

  The men felt themselves unite in purpose, Max, faithful, with a pure golden light, Padr, strong and determined, a glowing emerald green, and Will, confident, sure and stable, a pillar of violet purity, unshakable in his hope; together they dove into the dark sea.

  Beneath the dark, roiling events tossed them about. Images of Barone, Geo, themselves, her brother and sister, Singha, so many images leaping and gibbering at them. Max was flipping Radhya, Padr hit her, Will was being sick, and Kung was leaping on Barone. Princess Felina was pushing her to contract with Barone, a black impenetrable sickness of evil and pain hurting her, images upon images pushing and shoving for their attention. A blackness padded around the edges, slipping sideways from view if they turned to stare, yet pacing their every move. Progress faltered. Then Padr took the lead forging ahead and down through the turmoil, pushing the images back, settling them into their places.

  It lessened as they came to a shadowed place of feelings. Dark secrets lurked here, guilt and shame and fear. The terror of failure was overwhelming. Then there was a hunger to be loved, to be understood; yet it clouded with the terror of being unlovable. Padr’s face laced through it all. He faltered unable to look at it. It called so clearly to his own insecurities and failures that he drew back. Faithful Max forged ahead, calming the attacking fear with warm golden light, pouring love in to fill the need, putting guilt and shame to flight.

  They plunged down a third time. Here was a physical plane; a face turned away with the ills of the body. Will stepped forward here. He healed the cracked rib, sprained wrist, the torn ligament. He dissolved the blood clot and plastered the fracture closed. Will looked inward and entered himself with the power of the bond; healing his own ills, and then he entered Padr and cured his body. The bruises and sore muscles dissolved into wellness.

  Down they plunged again into a white world. Everything was glowing sparkling white, brilliant and facetted and beautiful. They heard the guide’s voice again.

  “This is the center of her soul. Call her to you. Call with your love.”

  The three men tried calling with their voices. Nothing happened except the light sparkled brightly.

  “Call with your love,” came the thought again.

  Max remembered the feelings he had for Radhya, her smile, her kindnesses, her humor, and her care for everyone. A faint blue flicker sparkled in one corner. Will followed his example pouring his entire mind into remembering her lightness and her laughter, her cutting intelligence. The electric radiance grew brighter. Slowly it began to fade again.

  “You will lose her if you cannot call her back. The body will die without the mind,” came their instructor.

  Padr lowered his impregnable walls. A torrent of emotion flowed from his green light. The same fear of failure, the same fear of being unlovable as she carried. Padr sent his feelings for her through, admiring, sexual, fear of not being adequate to her need, desire for love, her love.

  An electric blue beam fountained up around them. Love enveloped and soothed them. Care and fondness mixed with confusion about what was happening, loving them all deeply. The colors twined together and joined to make a multihued rainbow. Up they went, through the body, the dark world, sleep
ing now, through the images, reflecting the faces of the three men like mirrors, into the distance, bursting through the surface of the dark sea. The sea was brilliant with colors of the sunrise, the light striking from a rising orb. The rainbow rose to the guiding mind. There it split apart. The blue returned to Radhya. The golden beam retreated to Max and the violet to Will. The green lingered a moment, then returned to Padr, floating in the blood warm water.

  The midday sun shone straight down into their eyes. The four woke within seconds of each other. Radhya smiled the largest smile of her life. She stretched and yawned.

  “I feel wonderful,” she glowed. “But how come I’m on a beach, naked with you three well clothed?”

  “I’m sorry,” replied Max turning away, “you had a sheet, but we lost it somewhere.”

  “You’re so beautiful to look at. I’d give you my tunic, but then I couldn’t look anymore,” smiled Padr. “I’m not sure where the heliplane is anyway,” he continued looking around.

  “How did we get here? I thought we were at the spa?” Radhya asked.

  “Do you remember the accident?” asked Will over his shoulder.

  “Certainly, but obviously danger agrees with me. I feel great,” she said pirouetting on her toes, arms raised high above her head.

  “You look great,” replied Padr feasting his eyes.

  Radhya smiled at him, her brow furrowed.

  “Last night we just collapsed,” explained Will, “and you bashed into the rocks more than we did. Padr dragged me out, but then I had to go back in to get you.”

  “Yes, I remember Padr hauling both of us out.”

  “But I never checked you when we got to the spa, and you had a brain bleed.” The guilt was loud in his voice.

  Radhya looked at his back, and her brows furrowed more.

  “Am I dead?” she asked. “Is this all in my head? Is that why Padr’s looking at me like that?”

  “No, no. Geo, Max, and Rory came to rescue us this morning. Max actually was the one to discover that you were hurt. Geo brought us to the Chandrans. The fathers asked if we wanted the lameeno. It was the only way we could save you. The fathers took us to a mother, and she helped us to call you, we also healed each other somehow, and that’s it. Here we are.”

  Radhya fell to the sand. Shock and fear communicated itself in every line of her face and body.

  “Do you mean to tell me they did the bonding, with all of us?” she asked softly.

  “I don’t know what you mean by the bonding, but it would be a good description of what happened,” Max answered.

  “But don’t you see; now we’re bound, forever. I never heard about anything able to reverse it. You, all of you are bound to me and to each other. We all belong to each other,” she exclaimed in distress.

  “Don’t worry about it. No one forced us. We each chose to participate in this bonding,” Padr said. “What was done, was done of our free will. It was wonderful. I’d do it again in a minute.”

  Radhya huddled on the sand arms tightly crossed in front of her. She looked at him in disbelief, murmuring, “But you don’t even like me.”

  Padr drew off his tunic and handed it to her. She slipped quickly into it.

  “I do like you. I always did. I just didn’t feel safe enough to tell you. I… I had a hard time to trust that you could ever love me, after what I’ve been and am,” he told her honestly gazing into her eyes.

  “It was the only way to save your life,” put in Max softly turning around again.

  Radhya drew the men to her and hugged them all at once.

  “Do you realize we have been more intimate than any other humans in history? We can learn to do it again, at will or need.”

  The men looked at her in silence until a whistling disturbed their contemplation. Rory came sauntering down the beach.

  “Well, anyone interested in going home?” he asked.

  He removed his jacket and handed it to Padr. He slipped it on but could not do it up. They followed Rory pensively down the sand. The heliplane was not far, and soon they were winging home.

  As the vehicle landed, Radhya turned to Geo and asked, “How could you? You knew what would happen. I didn’t want anyone coerced,” Geo said, “I would do anything to save your life, including sacrificing the lives of your three friends. When you were eighteen, who held you from the fire while his legs burnt. When you were sixteen who almost died of poison meant for you and when you were fourteen who took the dagger meant for your heart. I love you as my daughter, and I would do anything to save your life. I think you would know that by now.”

  Radhya’s face softened. She unbuckled and hugged the old man.

  “I’m sorry,” she said. “I owe you so much, and I should never complain about what you do to help me.”

  She leapt from the heliplane and dashed to her room in the house.

  “Your legs burnt?” inquired Will looking at Geo’s obvious legs.

  “She fixed them for me. It was her first practical application of her formulas,” he replied gruffly. “Likewise a new liver, and new kidneys, and a new heart.”

  The trio stared at him in amazement.

  “A lot of people want Radhya dead. So please guard her well.” Geo left them.

  Chapter 16

  The next morning, Radhya sent a smiling Amlina to the kitchen to start training with Aninya. Barone sent her a message saying that he expected her to join him for breakfast, so only slightly passed the prescribed hour she entered the dining room. She gave Noel a brilliant smile as she took her seat. Will and Padr were standing behind her chair. She could feel their presences in her mind; she kept probing at the spot. Max was also present in a strange not-here-feeling. She greeted 72 and another slave behind Barone’s chair.

  “My, we are in a good mood today,” Noel stated sourly.

  “My spa should be a wonderful success,” she grinned at him.

  72 leaned forward and whispered in Barone’s ear. He frowned at her.

  “I thought it wasn’t yet operating?” he questioned.

  “The facilities are all in place. I only need the staffing,” she replied. “I leave tonight for Jabin’s World. I assume you are leaving as well?”

  “I am still very sore,” he complained, “but perhaps I can hitch a ride with you. It seems the other royal I was traveling with has abandoned me.”

  “Why don’t you just hire your own spaceship?” Radhya retorted, the smile fading from her face.

  “Ah, well then, my dearest, I am forced to remain here as your guest,” returned Noel with a sly grin of his own.

  “If that is the case, by all means, accompany me to Jabin’s World. You will have to bunk with the slaves for I have only one cabin and it is mine.”

  Radhya patted her lips and left for her business meeting with Geo. At the conclusion of the meeting, she rose to go.

  “Assign D’Bara to Li. She can work in the stables while I’m gone. Keep her out of the house,” suggested Radhya hand on the doorknob.

  “Be extraordinarily careful, my little Radhya,” warned Geo. “I have a very bad feeling about this trip.”

  “Never fear, old friend, Noel will be locked from my cabin. Once I drop him off, I won’t need to see him again for two years. That’s my hope anyway.”

  Geo shook his head as she went to pack her things. They walked into the westering sun that evening as they headed down the fungi path. Radhya, Max, Will, and Padr led the troupe. Aninya trailed behind with Barone’s slaves, and he limped behind everyone. Dave met them at the bottom of the path with a large hovervan. When they all piled in, Dave drove them to the spaceport. Arrow was waiting for them, gangplank down. They trouped aboard and strapped down for liftoff. As soon as they were in overlight drive, Radhya headed for her cabin.

  “How long until we reach Jabin’s World?” Lord Barone asked Max.

  “Three days milord,” he answered.

  “Am I to spend three days in this chair?” he inquired.

  “There is onl
y a small galley and head aft, this space, Lady Kirbyson’s cabin and the bridge on this deck,” replied Max. “And below are the holds that are not heated. So I presume this is where you will have to stay.”

  “We’ll see about that.” Lord Barone rose and marched to Radhya’s cabin. He pounded on the door. When there was no answer, he tried forcing the door, bashing his shoulder against it when it proved to be locked.

  “72 get a toolkit and come here,” he demanded.

  Max, Will, Padr, and Dave moved forward at that and forced Lord Barone from the door.

  “I’m sorry milord. Lady Kirbyson told you how it would be and you insisted on accompanying her,” growled Dave. “You have no right to disturb her at her business, and I cannot let you break into her room.”

  Lord Barone turned away, disgust on his face. Then he whipped back facing Will.

  “You are her personal physician?”

  “Yes milord,” answered Will.

  “Should a man who has just undergone what I have, have to sit in a chair for three days and nights? She practically threw me out from sick bed.”

  “I’m sorry milord; I know nothing of genetic reconstruction. I am simply a doctor,” replied Will noticing for the first time the fine lacy white foam in Lord Barone’s irises. The women slaves they received had much more pronounced rings. Radhya did fine quality work, even for an enemy. Will snapped his attention back to Lord Barone.

  “I said,” he repeated raising his voice several decibels, “that I must lie down when it becomes too painful and how is that to be accomplished?”

  Padr fielded this question, saying, “Milord can either lie on the floor, like slaves do, or he can recline the seat to one hundred and twenty degrees and sleep partially lying down.”

  Lord Barone paced back and forth in front of the quartet. He muttered and grumbled to himself.

  Finally, he turned to them and said, “I want to talk to her. She has cheated me for the last time, and I want to talk to her. My lawyers will take care of it if she doesn’t speak to me.”