Rising Titans – Chapter 43

9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing


“Ready?” asked Alpha from where he sat on top of the Captain’s chair.

“I’m good!” said Red from where he sat at the controls for the ship. It hadn’t taken much to convince him to pilot the vessel.

James glanced down at his own console as other systems and departments reported ready status.

“Megan, we all set in engineering?”

Their was a sharp bang in the mike and everyone on the bridge winced, “We’re all set down here unless my new assistant insists on another test or that I’ve broken a dozen regulations with how everything is set up.”

“You helped write the regs for this class, why are you not using them?” asked James raising his eyebrows.

“The regs are conservative. You want conservative when it comes to power output?”

“I would like safe Engineer Megan!” squeaked Alpha.

“We won’t explode!”

James groaned and glanced up at his XO, which was something he was still getting used to. The Tanuin still not accustomed to the spacious nature of the Human ships compartments had taken to simply perching on the shoulders of individuals when they did not need to get somewhere quickly.

It was something that at first had been mildly annoying for most but given how helpful the small creatures were at solving smaller technical issues in the ship and their interconnected behavior most Humans had a Tanuin or two perched on their shoulders while on duty. During test runs the Tanuin had been able to improve ship wide efficiency but over 10%.

They were not themselves smarter or more knowledgeable about the systems of the ship than any of the Humans, less so in fact. Whenever a human paused in the middle of a procedure, or needed to query something the Tanuin would have the answer in moments though. One body on the shoulder of the Human, another at a smaller computer console, another inside of a duct performing repairs, and all still of one mind gave them an advantage when it came to multitasking.

Even when the answer to a question wasn’t in a computer the Tanuin would query their small collective on the ship, and ask the appropriate human if they didn’t have the correct answer themselves. This sometimes led to Tanuin asking individuals seemingly odd questions at times but after noticing the benefits most human crewmembers were almost instantly answering any question.

The only disadvantage of having the Tanuin onboard was the combat decompression procedure, unable to whether a vacuum the small creatures had to seal themselves in small cubes almost helpless during combat. No one had figured out how to build them suits yet, and the Tanuin themselves had never used space suits instead operating in space mostly with robotics.

Yern and Megan had been working on a solution of sorts but that hadn’t yet produced anything.

“We’re perfectly safe,” growled Megan through the communication line.

James muted the connection and looked up at Alpha, “Any merit to pointing out her definition of safe is reckless for most?”

The Tanuin let out a low warble that was a laugh, “No. She will not let us explode however, of that I am certain.”

James nodded in agreement and hit the ship wide intercom.

“All hands prepare to launch!”

It was a procedure that the hastily constructed ship had gone through half a dozen times already, having done test runs going around Big Blue and the fiery moon that was a sister body to Bellona. Still this was her official launch, and unlike most ships the Russia already had history.

She had suffered the effects of the Tanuin’s space sickness, and saved the entire colony that represented what was left of Humanity. She was a ship that had already proven herself, and despite her rushed final construction, the missing paint and absent aesthetics, she was strong.

The engines glowed as they pushed against the vacuum foam of the universe and the second ship constructed in orbit of Humanities new home took to the stars.

“Would you like to do the honors Alpha?” asked James.

“Still don’t quite understand it if I’m being honest,” said Alpha as he navigated through his own computer console.

“Call it one of humanities quirks.”

“You have a lot of those.”

“So do you.”

Alpha let out a small snicker, “True. Launching!”

The round loaded into magnetic acceleration cannon fired out of the bow of the ship, streaking downwards into the thin upper atmosphere of Bellona. Launched with only a small fraction of the power available to the main weapons the round still quickly ablated. Inside of the case the small charge went off, the magnesium and old style gunpowder detonated high in the atmosphere directly above the colony.

Loud and bright the single firework was all the fanfare the Russia needed. Far below on the alien moon, in orbit of an alien world around an alien star what was left of Humanity looked up at the sky and cheered.

“How can you not like explosions?” asked James.

Alpha remained silent.

Their was another bang closer to the bridge and James glanced back to see Megan drift into the compartment. She bounced off of the entrance frame and shot towards the engineering console on the bridge quickly settling into the seat.

“Shouldn’t you be in engineering for the FTL jump?” asked James.

“We’re not doing an antimatter jump, the Tanuin FTL doesn’t have a destructive failure scenario. Worst that can happen is we blow a few circuits. You told me to test my new assistant. Trial by fire and all that.”

James closed his eyes and put a hand to his face, but was spared having to respond as the forward screen flickered on and the image of the Council chambers came into view, James quickly lowered his hand. The three remaining leaders were all at their seats looking somewhat frazzled as well.

“Is the Russia ready?” asked Councillor Cantor.

“We’re ready,” said James as he stood up his feet in the slots of the floor keeping him anchored.

“We’ve decided to limit the time you’re going to have,” said Councillor Daniels from his middle seat, “You’re to come back in exactly a month, we’ll power up the tachyon beacon for that jump for two seconds. You miss that window and we’re not opening it again.”

James frowned, “The Canada’s window is still on schedule is it not?”

The three councillors looked at one another for a moment.

“No,” said Daniels.


“If you can’t find the Canada in a month both ships will be considered lost, and if that is not the case you will simply have to wait and continue operating until the China is constructed and she is able to make antimatter jumps.”

“Why the sudden change?”

Cantor stood up and looked at the camera, “We need a ship here, preferably both. Given recent events, the Tanuin, the shakeup in our own command structures, we need to show strength to the people.”

“So stranding two ships outside our influence is safer?”

“All of humanity is scared James, even opening one tachyon window is a risk! We’ve found some nice aliens true, but we’re still under threat of a hostile alien force hell bent on wiping us out! Can you blame people for not wanting to have our only combat ready ships gallivanting across the stars looking for information?”

James shook his head, “no, but we do need to learn more about these aliens if we want to beat them. That was the whole point of sending the Canada out.”

“The Canada’s exploratory mission was heavily contested as you know, and something General Yan was a staunch supporter of. Given his recent actions and the fact that he did place a computer virus on the ship would it not be best for the ship to return here?”

“Assuming we find her.”

The Councillors looked at one another, “yes. If you don’t you are still under orders to return at the allotted time.”

“Very well. We’ll see you in a month then,” James shut the transmission down and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Politicians,” said Megan.

James growled several things under his breath and slowly sat back down in his chair.

“Out of curiosity, how long would it take for the China to be completed?”

“If I was running construction? Three years. Someone else? Four at a minimum. I designed this class with, with Ben. We’re the experts and she’s based mostly on the Pacific class that Ben and I were familiar with.”

“The antimatter would be ready in three years though right?”

“You could put a monkey in charge of building the rest of the accelerator, the limit on that is resources not expertise. It’ll be done in six months maximum.”

“What is the debate here?” asked Alpha breaking into the conversation.

“The debate is just that a debate. In case we do get stuck out there. How long we’ll have to survive on our own without resupply. We’re stocked to survive six months.”

“Oh. You are not considering disobeying orders?” asked Alpha.

The bridge was silent for a moment.

“No. We’re not Alpha,” said Megan.

The alien let out a low whistle and all of the humans on the bridge winced as sounds at the edge of their hearing increased in volume for a moment.

“Humans are confusing, in some instances individuals have insisted that breaking convention and orders it the right thing to do. In others you do not.”

Megan shook her head, “Sorry. We’re like that.”

“What is the ultimate criteria?”

James and Megan traded quick glances, “what is it for you?” asked James.

“The survival of my nest, my people.”

“That’s our answer as well.”

Alpha was silent for a moment, “The definition of how that is accomplished is different for each human though, correct? For us the course of action would be debated and resolved in moments.”

“Yep. Humans aren’t that fast and sometimes no matter how much you argue it’s never going to be enough to convince one Human.”

“Yet you still operate in groups. That is amazing.”

James chuckled, “Thanks, I think.”

Alpha let out another low warble and settled back into his seat looking at the computer readouts, “Engineering reports ready for FTL.”

James facing forwards nodded, “Alright. Let’s follow the Canada then. Set our destination for the first beacon they jumped to.”

“Aye!” said Red.

The Russia swung around and pointed it’s bow towards the stars. For a brief moment it lined up with a distant star, which when observed through a telescope had two planets into orbit which comprised the total sum of Humanity. Two planets which had just made peace with one another, and were starting to rebuild after a war which had nearly destroyed the species.

Of course that was the light that was falling on Bellona, and would do so for only another year.

“Coordinates set,” said Megan.

“Well then, let’s go. Helm, jump!”

The Russia hummed with energy, and with a blue red flash jumped past the light speed barrier and into space.

9 Years, 6 Months, 26 Days After Eridani Landing

Empire Home World




The older man slammed his hand down on the table sending several of the empty bottles on the table to the ground.

“She’ll be fine on my ship, I’ll be giving her class A treatments!”

[Charles] stood up and moving around his kitchen started haphazardly turning on different appliances.

“No, I’m not going back to that ship, I’m not listening to any orders that come from [Marcus], and I am most definitely not going to try and fight any class C’s.”

[Vann] stood up as well and moved around the table.

“[Charles] I get that you don’t like killing them, but you are the only one who understands them.”

[Charles] paused for a moment, “Understand them?”

He let out a laugh, “I understand enough to stay away from them. [Marcus] has got the whole empire rallied towards a new campaign of class C destruction. It’s not going to end well, the more we try and exterminate them the stronger and more violent they are going to become. Hell I wouldn’t put it past them winning if the Human’s are at the forefront!”

[Vann] blinked, “You can’t be serious.”

[Charles] muttered something under his breath and reaching not his stasis unit drew out food that looked as if it had been ordered in a week ago. Looking at it form a moment the mad threw it into the heating unit.

“I am.”

“You’ve been warning me about them, convincing me there is a threat so I don’t underestimate them and lose men. Like you did during that siege, you’re not actually worried about them destroying the Empire are you?”

[Charles] paused and shook his head, “You saw them running away from a fight, and they still managed to do damage to the flagship of the Empire. Back them into a corner and force them to fight, Humans will make sure that even if you win, you lose!”

Reaching into his pocket [Charles] drew out a small metal object and slammed it onto the table.

[Vann] frowned and looked down at it, “What’s that?”

“The detonator to the bomb that Humanity placed at the bottom of their own bunker. They were going to blow themselves up and take out the entire force that breached the bunker to rescue me and get at their technology. The engine tech which by the way they had destroyed months ago. Under no circumstances will they let us have an advantage, the Humans will die first.”

Reaching down [Vann] picked up the detonator and looked at it, “You took it from the Humans and kept them from setting the bomb off?”

[Charles] paused for a moment, “I took it from a human who literally melted right in front of me. A human who despite my having killed off most of her race showed me some kindness. Her last act was to try and blow herself up, me, children, men and women who she had dedicated her life to saving. This woman was a healer, and her solution was to blow herself up when backed into a corner with the rest of her people.”

[Vann] looked at the detonator and then back at [Charles].

“Those scenarios you gave [Reece]. Like the supernova, and black hole battlegrounds. Those weren’t just to test me. Those are legitimate scenarios in your mind.”

“They’re things the class C’s will do. Our Empire has only managed top survive this long because we’ve killed every class C race before they make it to the stars. Now that they have? I’m not confident we can win.”

Reaching into the heating unit [Charles] cursed and grabbing pads to protect his hands took the food out.

“Now, excuse me Emperor I have someone who actually needs help. The last thing you need as the leader of this Empire is the advice of a drunk, failure of a Captain. Especially now that you’ve been demoted for all intents and purposes. Your entire crew has been exchanged, you’re not surrounded by officers who’re going to tolerate the whimsical orders of a child Emperor. If you want to make sure this Empire survives you need to take command. Not listen to me or anyone else.”

[Vann] blinked.


The man huffed and lifted the food up, “Do I have to spell it out? [Marcus] has the politicians. You have to win over the people. That’s the only way you’re ever going to wrest control from him. You’re not going to do that while dragging me around.”

[Charles] paused, “I’m also not ready to go back to that ship.”

[Vann] sighed, “Fine.”


[Vann] put his Comm up to his ear, “[Reece]?”

“New orders are being issued. The [Singer] is being ordered to link up with the 4th fleet.”

“Nothing more than that?” asked [Vann].

“The orders state that further direction will be given once that has occurred.”

[Vann] glanced back at [Charles].

“I’m on my way. Get the transport ready.”

“Will we be taking guests up to the [Singer]?”


9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing



Stagg paused about to slip into her bunk, and punched her intercom.


“The Empire patrol vessel at the edge of the system has changed course and accelerated. They’re on a direct course for Chront!”

For two seconds Stagg stared at her bed, she had the distinct feeling that she was not going to be sleeping tonight or possibly tomorrow night.

“Alert the C1803 governments tell any shuttles we have on the ground to start launching any of the magnetic extenders they have and then go back and get their welcome packages. Sound general quarters I want to be combat ready in ten minutes!”

Stagg was pulled on the rest of her suit am issued the orders and hit her own door release as she finished. Drifting down the short corridor to the bridge Stagg drifted inside.


“I’m awake!”

“Why’d they change course?”

“I’m unable to discern much, the military encryptions they are using are not in the collection of codes I have managed to breach. As far as I can tell the only prompting is the fact that military alertness across the Empire has gone up a notch. Rumors are something about unknown class C’s attacking a planet and decimating a city.”

“Other class C’s?” asked Stagg.

“I’ve found nothing substantial to backup the rumors. Although several planets have gone dark, mostly those which have only been recently acquired by the Empire. The oldest in that list being the planet where we lost our shuttle and crew.”

Stagg blinked, “So not a coincidence then?”

Arik’s form on the nearest screen shrugged, “Atmospheric entry suits were present on the shuttle, I’m not sure what could have been done to cause such a disturbance but the possibility remains.”

The two women were silent for a moment, “Diana?” asked Stagg.

“I didn’t want to suggest it, but her psychological profile and the fact that she had genetic engineering in her makeup lend credence to her being the most destructive in a new environment as she attempts to gain control.”

Stagg sat down in her chair, “Alright so something might have happened on that planet, or it’s a coincidence. In either case it doesn’t make any difference at the moment.”

“No I suppose it does not.”

“Call Derrick and the governments.”

“Derrick is already awake and working, he is at the moment preparing to storm the workshop with the remaining magnetic extenders in an attempt to finish as many as possible.”

“How many more?”

“We have fifteen in orbit at the moment, with another three that might operate in a limited fashion on the ground.”

“Is that enough?”

Arik was silent for a moment, “Does it matter now?”


“We’ll be able to extend the magnetic influence of the ACE device ten times our normal range, but even that is only a few thousand kilometers. If we are to defend the planet it is not enough.”

Stagg ground her teeth together and nodded, “Prepare the Alamo signal package then.”

“Aye. The governments are contacting us.”

“Bring them up, and get our guests in here!”

“I have already woken Pankin, Anil was reading in her quarters and is attempting to don one of our space suits.”

“She had it off?”

“She has complained that it chafes her skin while sleeping.”

Stagg rolled her eyes, no human would even think of taking their counter pressure suit off for longer than it took to bathe. The hull of the ship was impossible to breach under normal conditions but still it took time to get into a suit when combat conditions came about.

“What’s going on!?” shouted Pankin, his language echoing off of the walls loudly before being quickly translated as he threw himself into the bridge, and overshooting slammed headlong into the main display.

“Ow.” Grumbled Pankin.

Stagg stared at him for a moment, “Arik open the channel.”

The main screen flickered on and the faces of the world leaders appeared. King Henswick and President Renil were both in nightclothes while Bitus was in his normal robes. All looked attentive but it was plain they had all just been roused from sleep.

“Captain?” growled King Henswick.

“The Imperial patrol vessel has broken orbit and is now on a direct intercept course with your planet.”

The three leaders glanced at one another and then looked back at Stagg.

“We’ve not detected anything,” said Renil.

“Our instruments are better then your own, and in any case this happened eight hours ago. We cannot react faster than light speed.”

“How long until the vessel reaches orbit?” asked Bitus.

“Two days if current speeds are any indication, although it is continuing to accelerate,” said Arik.

“Will Gerinal be able to speak when they arrive?” asked King Henswick turning to look at Bitus.

The robed man nodded, “He will be. He was able to get out of bed earlier today and has been going over all of the data available.”

“We’ll prepare for the negotiations then.”

“They’re not going to talk with you Henswick,” said Stagg voice low.

The king frowned, “You’ve pointed that out. I am not ordering my military to stand down by any means. We however cannot do much more than try to talk to them. Should they choose to attack you have made it abundantly clear we won’t be able to stop them,” growled the man as he glared at Stagg through the communication channel.

“No. I apologize,” Stagg glanced at the other leaders, “What about you two?”

Bitus offered his hands up, “What military I have is preparing to mobilize. Not that it will be effective, my country has never sought war, we have always negotiated for peace.”

“We are preparing as well; my country has managed to modify several missiles which we believe will be able to reach low orbit if need be. That is all we have to offer, my country has always dominated land and sea. The skies are a new realm for us.”

“What about your populations? Are you going to announce this?” asked Stagg.

“We can hardly hide it, all of our militaries going to their highest alert? It would take only one man trying to warn his family. Still we have nowhere to run to,” said Bitus.

“Here’s hoping we’re entirely wrong about what the Empire will do.” Said Stagg.

“You’re not.”

Stagg glanced backwards seeing Anil drift into the compartment.

“Anil?” Asked Bitus.

“The Empire is going to attack; I’ve gone over all of the data Humanity has. I’ve looked at their history, and the history of the Empire. They couldn’t have fabricated all of this and everything points to the Empire attacking us. They have never let a class C species live before, and see it almost, well almost like a religious duty to wipe the universe of those species they deem inferior.”

The two world leaders in conflict with one another glanced at the other but said nothing.

“Really?” asked Bitus.

“They’ve only initiated contact sparsely, and it was always to try and obtain something. With species C33 the Empire negotiated to obtain shielding technology and then destroyed them. With species C809 the Empire negotiated for the reactor technology they used and then simply redirected an asteroid towards their planet. With species C1764, Humanity they attempted to negotiate for the engine technology they developed.”

Anil hesitated getting her bearing in the zero-g, gripping at the back of Stagg’s chair the woman looked at Bitus.

“I have a prediction; do you want to hear it?”

Bitus’s eyes widened and went from thin snakelike slits to almost circular, “You don’t often make predictions. Go ahead.”

“The Empire is going to try and negotiate with us, have us turn against Humanity. They’ll offer us anything, so long as we hand them the Human ship. They want the drive technology.”

Bitus slowly nodded, “What do you predict humanity would do?”

Anil glanced at Stagg who kept her face carefully impassive.

“Every Human on this ship, and indeed most of the Humans who have managed to escape the Empire thus far would rather destroy their own vessel and themselves rather than give it to the Empire. I believe they would even sacrifice the moon they now call home if pushed to do so.”

“Yep,” said Stagg nodding slightly.

“What do you base this prediction on?” asked Renil.

Anil looked at Stagg and then back at the leaders, “Humanity from what I have learned is exactly like us. They might have different cultures, a different appearance, different ideas. Their spirit though? It is identical. They’ve committed atrocities, war, genocide. They’ve made peace, built wonders, reveled in success and reached out towards the stars only to begin the cycle again. We’ve done the same.”

Pankin frowned looking at his fellow C1803, “So they’re as bad as we are, is what you’re saying?”

“Worse, and better. They’ve had more time to learn, they’ve held the power to destroy themselves for centuries and not done so. We’ve only had that capacity for a generation.”

Stagg and the rest of the humans on the bridge remained silent listening as the C1803’s discussed humanity.

“What do you think we should do then?” asked Bitus.

“Stall, let Humanity fight. They’ll die before surrendering or retreating and leaving us to be decimated.”

The three leaders turned to look at Stagg.

She shrugged, “We’re pigheaded like that. Arik, transmit.”

“Sending out Alamo message on all channels and known transmission vectors.”

“Alamo?” asked Renil.

“An old fort, from hundreds of years ago in our history. Men who were defending a fort and were hopelessly outclassed fought to the last man and killed nearly double the number of attacks as they had defenders. Humans like to remember it for the fact that the defenders never surrendered.”

“The Alamo message though?” asked Anil.

“A final message asking for help if anyone’s listening.”

9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing

On the bridge of aging ship, the Captain took a sip of her tea and carefully set the mug back down. Picking up a tablet to continue going over the food production numbers and on hands supply the Captain yawned and rubbed at her eyes trying to wake up.

An alarm at one of the forward consoles sounded and the Captain looked up noticing the long ears of every other member of the bridge crew turned in unison towards the noise.

“Captain!” said the analyst at her station.


“It’s a human signal! From the tachyon beacon! It’s being forced through nearly all of the public transmission channels!”

The captain stood, the mug of tea and tablet clattering to the floor.

“Main monitor!”

The analyst quickly turned back to her console and a flat hologram quickly materialized.

“The Empire is about to destroy another class C species. Humanity was the last species they tried to destroy, we survived. We survived but only just barely. This species though, is going to survive. We need help, anyone who is willing to help us save this species, anyone who knows what the Empire does is…”

The transmission cut out and quickly disappeared.

“The Empire communication channels have cut the signal, labeling it as a virus.” Said the analyst.

The Captain nodded, “Did we get coordinates?”

“We did!”

“Get me the Admirals.”

“Yes Ma’am!”

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Good Training – Survival Part 9

Date point: 14y 9m 1d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Meeting of Given-Men Yan Given-Man “When will Jooyun return and take the Rite of Manhood?” Yan mopped some of the sweat from his crest and loosened up his crushing grip on his challengers. “Soon,” he said confidently. “Soon.” Fall was almost

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Causal Results – Chapter 4

Species C543 System 4 Years 2 months 23 days Before C1764 FTL Jump “Ma’am.” [Sil] tried to turn away from the noise and tried to remain in the blissful realm of unconsciousness. “Ma’am!” [Sil] forced her eyes open and let out a low groan of pain. [Fred] was next to her on the ground, her

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Good Training – Survival Part 8

Date point: 14y 9m 1d AV Total Combat Fitness, southwest Folctha, Cimbrean Mid-morning Dr. Marc Tisdale Marc was, at heart, a gentle man. He had love for most everyone he met and refused to hold anger for anyone or anything unless they had truly, irrevocably earned it. That said, he was still a man and

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Causal Results – Chapter 3

Species C543 System 4 Years 2 months 27 days Before C1764 FTL Jump [Sil] looked at the controls for the pod and slowly shook her head, “This is not good.” [Fred] only able to operate because of the minimal effort needed to move around in zero-g drifted forwards, “I would agree, but what is the

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 5

Date Point: 16y3m1w Memorial Concourse, Old Commune of the Clan of Females, City of Wi Kao, Planet Gao Mother Shoua There were days when Shoua missed the old commune, at the other end of the city. The new commune was larger, more modern and much more secure of course but… …But the old one had

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 4

Date Point: 16y3m1w Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Ramsey Buehler Ramsey didn’t think he’d ever get used to being one of the cool kids at school. Actually, just going to school was kinda weird after all the home schooling he and Tristan had had back on Earth, but whenever he and his brother had got

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Henosis – Chapter 4

“Hey, that’s my suit!” A naked Gaoian fell on the Hunter from the tree above, landing on the sextupedal predator’s back. The impact was enough to stagger the creature, and Keegi was nearly thrown off. The claws of one paw extended, sinking into the Hunter’s glossy flesh as he held on as hard as he

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 3

Date Point: 16y3m6d HMS Sharman (HMNB Folctha), Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Technical Sergeant Adam “Warhorse” Arés “Firth, I gotta ask ‘ya something.” Per Colonel Powell’s standing orders, they had the rest of the day off for individual training time after a mission. Adam always took maximum advantage, but some of the other operators might use

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Causal Results – Chapter 2

First Landing Earth, Florida, Launch pad 39A April 12, 2033 “Ignition Sequence start, five, four, three, two, one, lift off!” The crowds several miles away from the historic launch pad watched as the craft slowly began to move up into the atmosphere. Almost an homage to the craft that had taken Humans to the moon

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Good Training – Survival Part 7

Date point: 14y 8m 2w 2d AV The Dog House, Folctha, Cimbrean Late afternoon Julian Etsicitty Agony. If Adam had a singular talent that stood out, it would have to be his supernatural ability to give his training victims some very dramatic results by inflicting insane amounts of pain. Julian both dreaded and eagerly anticipated

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Henosis – Chapter 3

Virtrew had been relaxing in the starboard docking array. He’d been feeling inspired and creative for the past ten-day… it was too late to alter the structure of the current station, but he had ideas for the next. He was off-shift, so he’d picked up his data tablet, a bowl full of Vzk’tk salad, and

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 2

Date Point: 16y3m6d η Ithacae, 94.9° 12-GERBER-UNARY G2V III, “Heafield” Technical Sergeant Adam “Warhorse” Arés Every now and then, Adam had a day where every little thing went so well and he found himself firing on all cylinders so perfectly, he could feel right in his big ol’ slab of a chest that exact same

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 56: Dataquake Part 1

Date Point: 16y3m5d AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1772 ++0010++: Proximal’s continued absence is a source of concern, and investigating has been forced to take a low priority by other operations. His last known activity was in an Irujzen-1-adjacent sub-lucid volume. ++0004++: Irujzen? Why was he all the way out there? That’s a backwater! ++0022++:

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Henosis – Chapter 2

The mess hall on the station was a cavernous space on one of the mid-decks in the core, overlooking the long central shaft. It was a temporary arrangement… once the station was near-complete, a merchant or restaurateur would be enticed into setting up a proper dining area, whereupon the space would be converted in whatever

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 5

Date Point: 16y3m5d AV Planet Rauwryhr, The Rauwryhr Republic, Perseus Arm Ambassador Sir Patrick Knight Rauwran Great Trees were… They were quite a thing to behold. Each one was as thick around at the base as a cricket ground, and soared up and up and up until their canopy was an invisible dark haze high

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Henosis – Chapter 1

[2yr 1m AV] Trrkitzzkt L’tr’brtrk’tr quietly filed away the video files of the interviews he’d completed, queuing a copy to be sent via the station’s normal data exchange to his personal archive, in addition to the backup copy he kept on his personal data tablet. Both were encrypted with the strongest algorithms the investigator had

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Causal Results – Chapter 1

Dorvakian Home World 4 Years 3 months 8 days Before C1764 FTL Jump Looking across the grounds for several moment’s Silnersalkara tapped the table in front of her. The data controls embedded in the device quickly shut off and the hologram above its surface died. “Kermarcus, I’m aware of the situation. The opposition’s been attempting

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 4

Date Point: 16y3m AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Yan Given-Man “I like these Core-tie.” “You do? Why the change of heart?” When the ‘del-a-gay-shun’ had returned, there was of course much eagerness to learn the news. Yan was very happy to tell everyone they would be getting vack-seens from the Core-tie as

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Good Training – Survival Part 6

Date point: 14y 8m AV Residence of the Great Father of the Gao, Folctha, Cimbrean Sister Naydra The months on Cimbrean had been…therapeutic. She found herse lf greatly appreciating the Female presence on the Human’s first colony world, and everything it stood for: stability, acceptance. Survival. The Humans had done so much to support the

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 3

Date Point: 16y3m AV USS Robert A. Heinlein, Akyawentuo Orbit, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Third Director Tran Some of the other Directors had expressed reservations when Tran had informed them he was taking Nofl along to the meeting with the Ten’Gewek. He’d invested some of their trust and patience by reassuring them that

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m3w AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1722 ++0008++: In summary, the infiltration of Sol means the operation was a success, though not an unqualified one. We have four Injunctors on Earth, and a further two in the outer system, but the new Arutech biodrones appear to be an abject failure. The Cimbrean infiltration

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Rising Titans – Chapter 51 (End)

9 Years, 7 Months, 2 Days After Eridani Landing Chront Leaning down and putting her head to the table Stagg yawned. “Try the tea,” repeated Derrick sounding just as exhausted as she felt. The Captain turned to look at the engineer and then at the small pot on the table. “I did. Taste’s like mold.”

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 55: Reinvention Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m3w AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao “Hey, this ain’t a bad little house at all!!” Daar followed in behind Gorku, who was carrying a completely exhausted Leemu on his back and had to mind his steps. “Humans know how to build houses arright,” he agreed. “Maybe

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m2w1d AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Vemik Sky-Thinker One of the Human archaeologists was a metallurgist. Tilly was a strange and delicate name that didn’t suit her at all, Vemik thought. She had a sharp face full of metal piercings, skin full of bright pictures, and a half-shaven crest of

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Good Training – Survival Part 5

Date point: 14y 2m 3w 4d AV SOR barracks, HMS Sharman, Folctha, Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Meanwhile… Brother Faarek (Southpaw) of Clan Whitecrest–SOR “Are you sure you want to do this, Brother?” “Yes,” Thurrsto said with absolute conviction. “She’s the most beautiful Female I’ve ever seen and she’s hurting. I can’t bear doing nothing.” Faarek

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 5

ESNN Magazine article: “Prisons In Their Head- an interview at Camp Tebbutt” Author and photographer: Ava Magdalena Ríos [Cover image: two men seated on a bench in front of a chain-link fence, with a stunning Alaskan vista behind them. On the left is a scruffy bearded white man with shaggy salt-and-pepper hair, and next to

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Rising Titans – Chapter 50

+15 Minutes The Canada “Can this thing fly?” Shouted Pankin as a rattling howl began to echo through the ship, the crew members on what was now the ceiling tightening their straps as objects that had been floating began to rattle on the floor as the ship dove deeper into the atmosphere of the planet.

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 4

Date Point: 16y2m2w AV Weaver dropship, Rich Plains contact volume, Kwmbwrw Great Houses TSgt Timothy “Tiny” Walsh All throughout the ordeal of becoming HEAT and finally earning the Mass, the one thing running through Walsh’s head was that one day, he too would serve at their level. Do the mission like none other. Walk through

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 3

Date Point: 16y2m1w5d AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon-Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Ava Ríos “You ever rode a helicopter before, Ava?” Ava jumped, and looked away from the window. She’d been enjoying the view. It was her first trip to Alaska, and the thing that struck her as she’d watched the landscape rolling by

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m1w2d AV Gaoian embassy, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao There was shit to catch up with. Stuff to read, stuff to make decisions on, stuff to be briefed on in case he had to make a decision later… At first Daar did his best to

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Good Training – Survival Part 4

Date point: 14y 2m 1w AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Singer “So, if we salt the roots in boiling water with some herbs, and use a very tight…what was the word?” [“Jar,”] Julian said encouragingly. “—And then we boil the whole jar with the lid on loose, so the bad spirits

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Rising Titans – Chapter 49

+10 Minutes The Singer [Vann] stood in the center of the bridge the three-dimensional hologram showing the entirety of his fleet as well as the surrounding space. The cubic formation was going to be tested now, up to this point the only gauge of effectiveness was how [Charles] had reacted to it in simulations. He

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 54: Here Be Dragons Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m5d AV Planet Akyawentuo, Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Xiù Chang Yan was having to explain himself. It wasn’t that the men who’d come out to hunt the Brown One were disappointed, exactly. None of them had been looking forward to the battle at all. They all knew the stories of how many

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m4d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Julian Etsicitty Daar caught up with them about an hour after Xiù called ahead to let them know he was coming. A lot had happened in that hour. Yan had laid out his bibtaws in a kind of scent lure, some distance out

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m3d AV Gaoian embassy, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao People who didn’t know Daar all that well thought he had a pathological aversion to Civilized pursuits. Not true at all! Daar had always enjoyed history, writing, and the more subtle arts of courtship, and he

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 4

Date point: 16y2m3d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Daniel “Chimp” Hoeff Julian had a habit of singing in the woods. Not loud, exactly, and Hoeff wasn’t even sure he was totally conscious he was doing it, but loud enough to hear. Apparently it kept critters from blundering into them that might

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Rising Titans – Chapter 48

+ 7 Minutes 38 Seconds The Canada “Captain, your message?” asked Arik as her Avatar superimposed itself over the main monitor. “Surrender now, call off the fighters and we’ll let you live. Then we can begin to negotiate for an end to this pointless violence.” “That’s it?” asked Arik after a moment. “Unless anyone else

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Good Training – Survival Part 3

Date point: 14y 1m 2w AV “Clan Young Glory,” western unincorporated territories, Gao Sister Naydra Naydra and her fellow Sisters were slowly dying. The “Clan” that had “liberated” them from the clutches of what they now knew were biodrones had decided their honored guests needed “protection.” Their so-called protection consisted of imprisonment. Their “protection fees”

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 3

Date point: 16y2m3d AV Planet Akyawentuo, the Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Professor Daniel Hurt “What exactly did he say he’s fetching, anyway?” “An M107.” Daniel frowned. Although he’d learned more about firearms in general over the past few years than he’d ever imagined he would, there were times that the people who really “got”

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m1d AV Chiune Station, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Allison Buehler Allison hadn’t slept well in a couple of nights. It wasn’t that she begrudged Julian and Xiù going offworld, not at all, but it did disrupt the sense of familiarity that made home, well… Home. If she didn’t have her brothers to

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Rising Titans – Chapter 47

+ 30 Seconds The Canada “The Empire ships are now in range of the ACE field!” reported Arik. Stagg grimaced as the ship shook “Activate,” “New contact!” shouted Arik interrupting. “What?” “IFF is identifying the vessel as the HSB Russia, they just exited a spatial rupture directly between us and the Empire fleet!” “Open communications!”

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 53: The Wild Hunt Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m1d AV personal sanctum, Dataspace. Cynosure/Six Data sophonts did not sleep, and thus did not dream. Nevertheless, Cynosure had a recurring nightmare of sorts. When his attention wandered, he found that it almost inevitably alighted on a handful of disturbing subjects. The details varied, as he worried at different aspects of the problems

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Good Training – Survival Part 2

Date point: 14y 7d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Later that day Julian Etsicitty It was approaching mid-day and the day’s morning work had been taken care of. The scouts had come back and reported that the nearby werne had just calved and would need to be left alone for a

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 6

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Daar, Great Father of the Gao “Poor bugger hardly knew which way is up…” Powell grunted, once Wagner was gone. “Who can blame him? His whole crew going violently psychotic on him with no warning, only to be stasis-hopped right into a Corti’s lab being sniffed

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Rising Titans – Chapter 46

9 Years, 6 Months, 14 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Diana blinked in surprise as the jungle was suddenly lit up by a fantastic reddish glow, glancing behind her towards the city Diana watched as another blast of energy, identical in color to the flash fell from the sky. Unable to see from her vantage

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Julian Etsicitty The house was a mess when Julian got back, which was rare. Nobody in their household was naturally untidy—living on Misfit had driven Allison, Xiù and himself into an ingrained habit of orderliness, and the boys had lived in fear of their father’s belt

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 4

Date Point: 16y2m AV Hierarchy/Cabal Joint Communications session #1536 ++Asymptote++: I have bad news. It would seem our new drones are detectable. ++0004++: <Dismay> you’re certain? ++Asymptote++: The force I sent to Cimbrean was captured immediately upon arrival. ++0007++: How? ++Asymptote++: Unclear. The Arutech drones don’t report as concisely as conventional biodrones. The connection is…

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 3

Date Point: 16y2m AV The Thinghall, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Gabriel Arés Every civilization needed its icon of executive power. The UK had the black door of Number Ten Downing Street and, somewhere behind it, the Cabinet Room; the USA had the White House, and the Oval Office; Folctha had the Alien Palace. The

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Good Training – Survival Part 1

You may also want to read Pyrophytes in The Deathworlders series. Same story, different angles. Date point: 14y 7d AV Planet Akyawentuo, The Ten’Gewek Protectorate, Near 3Kpc Arm Professor Daniel Hurt “You want me to read it by next week?” Julian mopped the sweat from his face and bounced loosely in place. “What was it

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Rising Titans – Chapter 45

-7 Hours CHRONT THE CANADA “More contacts!” said Arik as she flashed every monitor on the bridge a bright red. Stagg glanced up at the monitor, “How many more?” “I’m counting!” “You’re counting!?” A grainy image of the approaching Empire patrol vessel was quickly displayed, a small box around it. Additional boxes quickly filled the

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 2

Date Point: 16y2m AV Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Nofl Leemu had become unresponsive. Nofl’s quarantine facility had alerted him after the patient had been anomalously still for twenty minutes, and the reason why became obvious upon a quick inspection of the cell: Leemu was sprawled on his back, staring blissfully up at

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Good Training – April Fool’s

13y 3m 29d AV One-Fang workhouse, Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Sergeant Regaari (Dexter) of Clan SOR One of the best things about the humans was that they had a springtime holiday dedicated to mischief. Before them, only the Gao could claim to celebrate such a thing and it was one of the

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 52: Autoimmune Part 1

Date Point: 16y2m AV Alien Quarter, Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Nofl Nofl’s lab was spacious, but inevitably finite. When it contained an alarming number of alarmed Humans, not to mention one particularly sculpted canine and a Gaoian brownie who was doing his best not to loom at everyone… well, there were times when Nofl

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 5

Date Point: 16y2m AV Folctha, Cimbrean, the Far Reaches Allison Buehler After a lifetime of helicopter parenting, Tristan and Ramsey seemed addicted to every opportunity they could find to do something their mother would have scooted them away from. And who could blame them? Amanda had never managed to get her head around the idea

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Rising Titans – Chapter 44

9 Years, 6 Months, 28 Days After Eridani Landing Deep Space The Russia shuddered again as the engines slowly powered down and the ship slid out of the red blue haze that was the tachyon FTL corridor. James blinked several times trying to clear the haze from his eyes as the regular black background of

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 4

Date Point: 16y1m AV Dataspace adjacent to Mrwrki Station Entity The Entity understood the concept of boredom in an academic, abstract way. It could even vaguely summon up Ava’s memories of being bored. But understanding the idea and actually feeling the emotion were two different things. The closest it could get was the sensation of

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 3

Date Point: 16y2w AV Air Force One, somewhere over Asia, Earth President Arthur Sartori “…You want to give us a Farthrow generator.” Daar’s image was janky and low-resolution thanks to the vagaries of current wormhole comms, but the audio was a lot clearer now. Technology marched onwards. “It’s loaded up on a train and ready

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Good Training – Pecking Order

13y, 8m AV Operator’s Barracks, HMS Sharman, Folctha, Cimbrean Officer Regaari (Dexter) of Clan Whitecrest “I got an idea, Regaari.” Regaari flicked his ears forward in annoyance. “This again?” “Well, yeah. I gotta win that bet, Cousin!” Regaari duck-nodded wearily. Not long after Daar had received the SACRED STRANGER briefing, he’d sulked off to think

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Good Training – The Champions – Tidying Up

Messier 24 Mission day: 3 Sergeant Daar (Tigger) The third day was always when things settled into routine. Daar didn’t really know why, ‘cuz that was prol’ly some complicated psychology stuff (maybe he should read up?) but he did know how it worked, practically speaking. Daar always pondered morning thoughts like that when he was

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 2

Date Point: 16y2w AV Weaver dropship, Gaoian space Sergeant Ian “Hillfoot” Wilde “So in all the excitement, we clean forgot about these things. That’s what you’re telling me.” Champion Meereo made a sound that was half a sigh and half a chitter. “…That’s more-or-less exactly right, yes. We had… well, bigger priorities.” Wilde had to

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 51: Anticlimax Part 1

Date Point: 16y AV Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Zane Reid The cold didn’t hurt anymore. At first, it had been like forcing his way through a wall made of knives that cut through his clothes. Zane’s every breath had blinded him as it billowed and steamed in the air, and when he’d experimentally licked his

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 5

Date Point: 16y AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Hugh Johnson Snow. Of course, snow in January in Alaska was hardly surprising, and this one threatened to be heavy. At first, Hugh had thought it was probably just an seasonable dusting that’d add a couple of inches to the foot or

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I had made my way through the tournament, but most of my matches had been won by the skin of my teeth, and I had only the advantage of being evolved from a pursuit predator to thank for it. Our great endurance had been the one boon that had kept me going, and I was

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 4

Date Point: 15y 10m 1w AV HMS Violent, Rvzrk System, Domain Space The ground battle churned on for days. That was the problem with Hunters. There was no surrender involved, it was a kill-or-be-killed fight where smashing their will to engage in war simply didn’t achieve enough. Any Hunter left alive would just keep murdering

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Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 4

He awoke to a pleasant smell. “…Eggs?” Hoeff detangled himself from Natalie and the sheets and stumbled towards the kitchen. Daar was busy in front of the comparatively little stove and fridge, humming some terrible Gaoian tune to himself. Seriously, their music was like Chinese opera with extra pain. Some Humans liked it, though…but “atonal”

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Rising Titans – Chapter 42

9 Years, 6 Months, 15 Days After Eridani Landing The [Singer] The explosion hit and [Vann] watched at the lights on the main hologram and different panels flashed a blinding white light, before dying and plunging the entire bridge of the [Singer] into darkness. “What were we supposed to do?” asked someone near the weapons

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Day 1. I’ve made it on board the human trading vessel! They didn’t detect my presence, and I’ve managed to smuggle myself into their engineering bay, and disguised myself within a cluster of cables! My small, serpentine body makes me indistinguishable from a thin, grayish cable, and the Humans won’t notice my existence until it

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Trigger Part 1

Date Point: 15y 10m AV Camp Tebbutt Biodrone Internment Facility, Yukon–Koyukuk, Alaska, USA, Earth Hugh Johnson Camp Tebbutt wasn’t actually a bad place to live, if you didn’t count the fact that it was essentially a prison for innocent victims. Hugh understood why he was there, and why he couldn’t leave… but after eleven years,

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Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 3

Firth Regaari chittered, “It is difficult to imagine you ‘humbled,’ Righteous.” “Heh,” Firth chuckled. “You do know most of my attitude is straight fuckin’ bullshit, right? Adam and John know why.” Regaari looked over at John, who shrugged massively. “He’s a scary dude. Being ridiculous kinda takes the edge off, y’know?” Regaari duck-nodded. He was

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Rising Titans – Chapter 41

9 Years, 6 Months, 13 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Moving down the hallway Diana paused at the double doors, carefully she moved forwards into it’s threshold and they slid open. A woman in an orange smock looked up from her Comm for a moment, and then going back to look at it did a

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The Good Samaritan

I felt a white-hot pain in my back as I was stabbed. Once, twice and then three times. I fell to the ground clutching my new openings, and for a moment I couldn’t grasp what had just happened. I had walked through an alley as a shortcut back home, and then suddenly someone had grabbed

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Homefront Part 6

Date Point: 15y9m3w AV Mrwrki Station, Erebor System, Unexplored Space Darcy “Does it seem… different to you lately?” “What?” “The Entity. It’s actin’ different, dude, I swear it is.” Darcy sighed and set aside her work as Lewis sat down. She was sitting drinking a Moroccan Mint tea in the station’s rec lounge, with its

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Rising Titans – Chapter 40

9 Years, 6 Months, 13 Days After Eridani Landing Jikse Popping the restraints off of her legs Diana swung herself off of the table, the two class A’s still in their isolation suits were pounding at the door of the room the three of them were in. “It’s out! Open the door!” shouted the man

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Good Training – The Champions – Doom and Gloom Part 2

Master Sergeant Christian (Righteous) Firth The end of the movie came and the ladies were fast asleep and prolly too tired to head home with any comfort. The other bros were asleep, too, and Firth was tangled up with them pretty good. Oh well, both ‘Base and ‘Horse were heavy-ass sleepers and only danger or

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Hell. It’s a completely Human concept. The concept of a realm of eternal torture, to which you are sent depending on the whims of one deity or another, is something only found in Human fiction. And it’s not an isolated occurrence. Almost every human culture since the dawn of humanity itself has had it in

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The Deathworlders – Chapter 50: Counterattack – Homefront Part 4

Date Point: 15y9m2w AV HMS Sharman (HMNB Folctha), Cimbrean, The Far Reaches Senior Master Sergeant Christian (“Righteous”) Firth “Hey, fuckers! Guess what hit the newsstand today!” Adam looked up from his needlework for a second and raised an eyebrow. “Imma guess Coombes’ centerfold spread with Ava?” Firth deflated, somewhat flummoxed that ‘Horse had stolen his

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