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“Yes, sir!�
Lucin turned to leave the tabernacle. Elithias wasn’t going to tell him. The Eternal One would only mock him in his search through the prophecies.
“Sir, what about these prisoners?�
Lucin paused before leaving. “Kill them…kill them all.�
He headed back down the street to his private transport. His bodyguards followed their master’s every step. Sporadic pulse laser fire erupted behind him from the Tabernacle of Elithias. He really didn’t need to consult with the books at all—he knew the prophecies well. He knew that his time was short.
Lucin climbed back into the transport and his bodyguards seated themselves next to him. One of them took the shuttle controls and closed the entry door while powering the engine.
“Commander?�
“Yes, sir?�
“Have all of the ground forces finish up here quickly and report back to the cruisers. I want to be underway for Draconis within the next five hours.�
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Something, other than the total destruction of the city around them, was not right. Kale felt something, as though they were being watched. Nothing but the wind made a sound any louder than their footsteps. It generated a continuous fog of ash from the burned out ruins of the city.
Then it happened—a feeling really—a whisper of danger on the wind. Kale dodged behind a burned out vehicle in the street as explosive shells strafed the pavement where he had been standing. They potted the concrete with miniature craters upon impact. The others had sensed it also, except for Grod, but Emil had pushed his father out of the way just in time.
The air became silent again. Nothing moved. “Who do you suppose they are?� Grod asked from behind a chunk of demolished building.
“I’m not sure,� Wynn said. “Probably not Agonotti with that kind of weapon. They’re probably scared and don’t realize we’re on their side.�
“Maybe we should tell them,� Emil said. “Hello!� he shouted from his hiding place. “We are humans. We don’t mean you any harm!�
Another volley of shells strafed across the concrete and steel the group was hiding behind. “So much for that,� Kale said as he activated his E.M. shield. He set the parameters to keep the repulsor field on constantly, since it normally only repelled energy weapons.
He looked back at Wynn, who gave a look of doubt about the tactic the young man was about to employ, but he didn’t have any other suggestions to pose. Kale jumped up from behind the burned out transport and ran at the source of the weapons fire. Almost immediately, they set upon him with more explosive rounds. Some impacted his shield and burst while he managed to dodge the majority.
Kale realized the shots had come from a shell of a building one hundred feet ahead of them. The enemy gunfire remained constant, but focused solely on him. Wynn took the opportunity and hurled a spicor disc—guiding it to the target with his mind. Kale saw the disc flash past him and into the structure ahead where it exploded.
He saw someone as the disc hit their weapon and vaporized most of it. They turned to run with another person in tow, as Kale entered the building through the window they had been sniping from. These two were quick, dodging and evading him through the wreckage of the building and toppling some of it along the way to slow him. Kale pushed the debris away mentally as he continued to dog their heels in the pursuit.
They were human and young—he saw that much for sure. The pair dodged behind another wall and he lost them for a moment. Then they appeared in the street beyond running into another more intact structure. Kale leaped through a whole in the wall and headed across the street and into the other building trying to keep up with his prey. He spotted Wynn and the others coming down the street running toward the same building.
Kale paused as he entered a great hall with a number of large staircases, some heading up and others down. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two heads dropping out of sight on one of the downward staircases.
“Where did they go,� Grod asked as they caught up with Kale.
“Down there,� Kale said as he launched out after them again. The others followed.
The lighting was dim at best as they descended into the recesses of the building’s subterranean levels. Kale tried to sense them, but Wynn already had them in his mind and said, “This way, men.�
The warriors remained so focused on the pair mentally they neglected their surroundings. By the time Kale and the others finally cornered the pair of youths, they stood in a huge room with hardly any light at all. When Kale’s group crossed the space between them, emergency lighting suddenly came on, spotlighting Wynn, Kale, Emil and Grod. They pulled their weapons quickly, but the sound of a hundred gun bolts locking into firing position all around them in the dark caused them to quickly rethink their aggressive posture.
“Lower your weapons,� Wynn said as he motioned with his hands to the others and placed his blade on the ground.
The others complied apprehensively. Kale hesitated until Wynn shot him a hard look. He was right. They really couldn’t hope to defend themselves like this. Logically, if these people meant to kill them outright then they already would have done it.
Steps approached from the darkness. A young man, not much older than Kale, stepped into the light. He was dressed in tattered clothes and confident enough to stand near them with his rifle slung over his shoulder.
“Why are you here?�
“We’re not with the Agonotti, in fact we were fighting against them only a few months ago,� Kale offered.
“Yes, and then you ran away through that portal of yours. Now, why are you here?� he asked again.
“We’re here to help,� Wynn said. Hopefully the prophet had that intention for bringing them to Draconis.
The boy looked at them with skepticism. “You can’t help,� he said hopelessly. “No one can stop them now.� He turned to signal someone unseen. The room lights came on revealing nearly one hundred adolescents and children surrounding them with their weapons trained on Kale’s group. They all bore the same impoverished appearance as the young man before them.
“Where are your parents?� Emil asked.
“They’re all dead,� said the boy leader. “They died trying to fight the Agonotti.
“Has this happened in all of your cities?� Wynn asked.
“I don’t know. We’ve just been trying to stay alive.�
“You should come back with us to the ship,� Emil said. “Aija may know what to do for you.�
“We’re not going anywhere. The Agonotti will have seen your ship. It won’t take long before they come for it.�
“We’ve got to get back then,� Kale said as he reached for his blade on the ground. The boy whipped his rifle off of his shoulder and put the barrel against Kale’s head.
“I said “we’re not going anywhere,� and that includes you.�
The_Chronicl-_Rise_of_Lucin
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Mirah didn’t realize she had been asleep until she woke up. She couldn’t remember, but she thought she had heard something. An image of a small animal, scratching the wall, flashed in her mind, as though she had been dreaming about it a moment ago.
Mirah found Tiet still sleeping in the bed next to her chair. He looked peaceful enough. She got up and decided to go to the kitchen without waking him. She noticed there weren’t any voices to be heard in the ship at the moment. The landing party must not have come back yet.
Mirah wandered to the compartment door rubbing the back of her neck. The chair wasn’t the most comfortable place to sle
ep. The door opened automatically. On the other side, great soiled wings unfolded to reveal a horrible man. Darkness emanated from him. Mirah screamed, but her words, her voice, were swallowed up by him. A great sword unlike anything a man would handle came suddenly to his hand. Blood already stained the blade. She shut her eyes, but she could still see him as he struck.
Mirah jumped and fell out of her chair. Tiet lay asleep on the bed next to her. Sweat poured off her and she shook uncontrollably. It was only a dream. She got up and tried to compose her self. Her hip hurt now.
Mirah heard Juli in the next room, calling for her. She walked toward the door and paused as a wave of recurrent fear ran up her spine. The door opened automatically, but no one was there. Mirah walked into the room Juli had been sleeping in. “I’m here. It’s alright, Juli.�
The girl panted, trying to catch her breath. She was sweating, despite the cool temperature in her room. Mirah sat on the bed next to her. “What’s wrong?�
“It was so real—my dream.�
“Oh. Well, you’ve just had a nightmare. You’re fine.�
“I know,� she said as she brought her breathing under control. “He was just so real.�
“Who was so real?�
“The Mithri in my dream,� said Juli.
Mirah felt fear wash over her senses again. “Your dream was about a Mithri?�
“Yes. He was terrible and dirty looking, not beautiful at all. He attacked me with a bloody sword and I couldn’t even scream for help—it was so frightening.�
Mirah trembled as Juli described her dream—it was the same dream she had experienced. Her medical training told her that it was logically impossible, but her spirit cried out a warning of danger.
Suddenly she heard something—a scratching like her dream and it was getting louder. Footsteps added to the sounds coming from the ships hull above them. A blaster pistol hung in a holster on the wall. She pulled it as she heard someone approaching the door. When it opened, Merab stood there with his pulse rifle.
“Mirah, we’ve got company.�
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The boy kept his rifle barrel pressed into Kale’s temple. If the boy leader was to be believed, then the others back at the ship were in big trouble and they had to get out of here now to help them. Kale eyed Wynn, looking for something in his expression—permission to act. Wynn glanced down at the floor and Kale followed his gaze.
On the ground just behind the boy leader, words etched themselves into the thick layer of dust and ash. An unseen finger wrote: Don’t Harm and Diversion in the Barudii language of old that Wynn had been teaching him. Some of the other armed children had come to encircle them and stand guard.
“We’ll move you to our secret location, where the Agonotti can’t reach us,� the boy leader said.
Wynn wasn’t listening anymore; instead he was focused on the surrounding room. Things began to move in the dark around them—pieces of debris pounded into the walls and bounced across the floor out of view. The children reacted immediately with fear. Their eyes searched for targets with weapons pointed into the darkness around them; their hands trembling with anticipation born of experience with the Agonotti.
The dust on the floor and all around the room suddenly churned into a fog. The lights that the children carried and those mounted above flickered. Many of the children screamed uncontrollably, expecting dark horrors to pop up beside them at any moment and kill them as they had seen happen countless times to other people over the last few months.
The boy had removed the gun from Kale’s temple as he searched for materializing attackers. In the chaos, his prisoners disappeared. The lights quickly returned to normal and the swirling storm of debris and ash began to settle as the boy tried to quiet the others. “They’ve tricked us! They’re getting away!�
Kale and the others ran at breakneck speed ascending to the street level of the building. They weren’t running for fear of children, but for the lives of all of their people left onboard the Equinox. Mere moments passed like hours as the group sprinted through the ash covered streets and leaped over the dead and debris.
When the team turned the last corner and saw the ship still sitting in the street unharmed, they all breathed sighs of relief. They slowed and walked cautiously toward the entrance ramp—it was no longer extended. Everything seemed just like when they had departed.
“Those children must have been mistaken, everything looks fine,� Emil said.
They all holstered and sheathed their weapons as they approached the entrance ramp at the underside of the ship.
Wynn tapped a code into his uniform keypad. The ramp complied with his access code and unlocked itself. Kale continued to survey their surroundings as the ramp lowered. Had the boy really been wrong about the Agonotti? The city certainly looked dead enough. Other than the children, who had managed to survive somehow, nothing remained but decaying corpses and the burned out remnants of civilization. And of course there was the fog of ash that lingered in the air coating everything in gray soil.
He noticed something as he looked at the ground—footrints for the team headed toward the ship. They had been made only moments ago. The unusual thing about it was that at a certain distance from the ship he could see the imprints they had left in the ash when they had departed earlier and yet closer to the Equinox there weren’t any. Somehow they had been covered up, but only close to the ship.
The ramp tapped the ground behind Kale and the others began to walk up toward the entry way door. Insight suddenly hit as Kale turned to see the opening in the ship.
“Wynn! Close the door now!!�
The dark ash on the ground all around the ship burst upward in a great cloud that instantly cut visibility to zero. Men formed from the molecular contents of the living fog. Shots could be heard from inside the ship as the others left onboard reacted to the breech by the Agonotti.
A man formed in front of Kale as he ran blindly toward the sounds of battle. He ignited two kemsticks and continued running right for the attacker. Kale blocked several strikes and then he took the wraith down. Someone else stood behind him. Kale reacted but this one got a hit in knocking Kale to the ground. He rolled and recovered with his weapon at the ready.
The cloud spent itself birthing the physical forms of Agonotti warriors. Kale saw the others from the boarding team engaged in the fight to defend the ship. These dark warriors had come well-armed like those they had run from only three months before. The Agonotti use weaponry formed from their matrix.
Explosive shells sailed into the fray from down the street. Agonotti torso’s exploded and shadowy wraiths fell dead in the street with each good hit. Kale’s team members sought cover behind any debris available as the children who had captured them earlier reigned down a firestorm against the ghost-like Agonotti warriors.
Kale looked back at the ship to see the prophet standing in the entryway with his staff in his hand. He owned a confidence that didn’t come from faith in man’s efforts. When he spoke, his voice rose above even the exploding shells coming down all around them.
“Here the Logostus of the Eternal One, ye cursed and fallen from Mithrium!�
The words ignited a thunderclap that boomed throughout the city. The battlefield suddenly became quiet as all attention turned to the prophet. Kale noticed about forty Agonotti warriors still standing and another twenty lying on the ground beginning to lose their physical forms and turning to vapor again.
“Does a mere man speak for the Eternal One?� said an Agonotti warrior that appeared to be leading the attack group.
Aija turned an eye to him and said, “A mere man, yes, but I trust in Elithias alone.�
“Elithias has abandoned you, old man.
You should abandon him, and perhaps I will show you mercy.�
“You do not know of mercy, neither will it be extended to you.�
The Agonotti warrior sneered at the prophet and walked toward him with his great battle axe raised to strike.
“Your time is not yet, saith the Logostus!�
The wind suddenly roared through the streets, sending debris and dust through the air like a storm. The Agonotti warrior stopped when he noticed his weapon and his hands losing form and substance.
“The breath of the Eternal One shall take you from us,� the prophet said, as the physical forms of the Agonotti disintegrated against their will. In a moment, the Agonotti and the wind that carried them had gone and the streets became quiet again. All eyes focused on the prophet.
“Come little children!� he said to the group down the street. “Do not be afraid. The Lord Elithias is our help and our stay!�
The children began to emerge from their hiding places among the ruins slinging their weapons as they approached the ship. The boy leader walked among them, but he didn’t even glance at Kale or the others—they all were transfixed upon the prophet. Aija greeted them as they made their way up the boarding ramp. “Please, come inside. We will help you. Elithias will protect us.�
Kale and the other members of the landing team followed the children as they entered the ship. As Kale’s team came near, Aija turned his attention to them. “Gentlemen, I’m pleased to see you well. Come, we must talk.�
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The shields remained at maximum, just in case the Agonotti returned. It had been quite difficult to fit one hundred children and adolescents into the Equinox. Every corner seemed to be packed to the max. They had decided to leave the stench of death in Sector City for a more remote area. Aija meant to speak to everyone at once and considering the situation, they needed sufficient room and some place where a surprise attack was less likely.