Nightmares & Dreams: A Science Fantasy Space Western: Eydulan Series Book 2 (4 page)

Jon says, “We’ve been in the shelter since the Gluttons got here. Its good to here The Guild is finally taking some action.”

“You’re not worried about the fall out?”

“We have more than a few talented mages here, so we should be just fine. Now that we know there is even less need to trouble yourself over us. Thank you for the warning. Most of the delivery crews I run into wouldn’t have given up information like that.”

“I would hate to see these supplies go to waste, or lose a new customer. Plus there isn’t much else I can do. I don’t even know if we can get off the planet at this point. But I’ve never missed a delivery and wasn’t about to start.”

Jon laughs, “No matter what the reason, thank you. We couldn’t get The Guild to answer our SOS after the Glutton attack, and then there was the communication blackout as the fleet got here. It’s been a rough couple of weeks.”

Kat wondered if Jon had ever heard of the Gluttons called the Foremid. If he was a Guild mage or he had Guild mages in his colony someone might have said something. It would be nice to know anything that might help them escape. Whisper was sure about getting past the Guild, but if the Foremid really were aliens, then Whisper might not be able to do anything. Might as well try and hedge her bets, but she can’t figure out a way to softly ask the question. There are just some things she isn’t good at, and asking round about questions is one of them.

She asks, “Jon, I’m not sure the best way to ask this, so I’m just going to ask it. Have you heard the Gluttons called the Foremid before?”

Jon looks at her through squinted eyes. “Where did you hear that name?” His look makes her fell uncomfortable, like there is second set of eyes watching her now. Judging her.

She replies quickly, “Just over the com channels. I was monitoring them trying to see what was happening on the surface with the blockade.”

Jon lets out a breath, and crosses his arms. His gaze no longer threatening, “No I haven’t, and I would keep that information to yourself. There are things you don’t want to get mixed up in. I have heard of people going missing when curiosity gets the better of them.”

“What does that have to do with anything? I was just asking the question if you have ever heard them called that. Which I would say now is a yes.”

“Like the old saying goes curiosity and cats. That name is something you don’t want to dig into. That is all I will tell you. So now that you have delivered my goods please leave and forget that you ever spoke to me. About the shipment and your question. I do not want my people here in danger.”

Kat shifts her stance and crosses her arms. There was no need for him to get so rude. She was sure of it now, that something was up. This was something see needed to look into later, and Jon might just be seeing her later.

She says, “That was the plan. I was just looking for a helpful tip or two so we can get out of here safely. No need to get cryptic.”

“Good.” Jon bows his head slightly, and says something in a language she didn’t understand.

“What does that mean?”

“I’m sorry, old habit. It means safe travels. I hope you get out of here alive, and that we never have to meet again.”

Kat parts ways with Jon, and walks back into the cargo hold waiting for Gravan to get back on board. She watches as he and Jon say a few words to each other, and Gravan shakes his head no to him. Jon nods, and gives one last wave goodbye before Kat closes the cargo bay doors. Gravan is laughing to himself as he walks by.

Kat asks, “What did he say to you?”

“He asked me if I wanted to stay with them. It was really weird, he even called me a jinx. Then he apologized and just waved. Weird right?”

“Weird doesn’t even describe it but lets not worry about that, the next thing that we have to do is get off this planet. We don’t have much time to do that in.”

Whisper says over the intercom, “Kat get in here now!”

“What is it Whisper?”

“Just hurry up the Foremid are attacking me and I need you to get me out!”

Kat looks at Gravan and they run to the bridge. She runs through the door first, hopping over the lip around the cockpit and lands hard in the seat.

She asks, “Whisper won’t that turn off the ship if I just pull you out?”

Whisper doesn’t answer. She had never pulled her out while the ship’s engines were running. Sure the power wouldn’t go out, but if the engines stop, the FTL drives will shut off. It takes time to cool and then turn back on. Time, Kat was sure of, they didn’t have.

Kat asks, “Uhh Whisper, did you hear me?”

Whisper says with a panicked voice, “Kat pull me out, NOW!”

Kat thrusts her hand into the dash where Whisper is connected and turns the controls to get her back onto her arm. Whisper separates from the dash, coming off in small blocks fitting together like legos around Kat’s wrist.

Whisper screams.

Kat says, “Whisper what’s wrong?”

“Is… is it gone?” She asks with a shaky tone.

“Is what gone?”

“That giant yellow sphere gobbling up all my data.”

“I can’t see what you see. What happened to you?”

“I was leaving false code everywhere like I normally do, because you apes never seem to pick up on it. Then I got a bite from the automated defense software on the Foremid side, it started eating up all of my code I was dropping. Then it started to predict where I was going, and pretty soon it was so close, chomping and chomping.”

Kat says softly, “It’s ok Whisper.”

Whisper snaps back, “No! It isn’t ok. I’m an AI, there shouldn’t be any kind of automated defense made that could track me.”

“Alright, alright. We still need to get out of here before the attack starts. Can I plug you back in now?”

“NO!”

“Then how are we going to take off?”

“I can do it remotely. As long as I’m remotely connected I have a buffer if that thing comes after me. I don’t want to get plugged back in until I do a sweep of the ships servers.”

“What about Fury?”

“He’s fine, I think.”

“If you’re sure, whatever you think. Lets get out of here.”

Gravan agrees, “I would prefer that we don’t get stuck on this planet. So that sounds like a wonderful plan.”

Kat smiles and takes the helm plotting a heading for the North pole. Since they entered in on the South, they didn’t want to exit that way. Both poles are being monitored by now, because they have the most magnetic interference, making it the best place to get past scanners. There are probably more eyes on the South pole since that was where they came in. She picks up speed as she nears the pole, knowing that it’s dangerous to get too much speed within the atmosphere, but does it anyway.

Kat says, “Ok Whisper, this is the point where you tell me you did something so they won’t shoot us right as we break orbit.”

“I know the Guild won’t, not so sure about the Foremid.”

Kat readjusts herself in the seat, making sure her harness is tight. “That would have good to know before we launched.”

“I didn’t really have time to set everything up. I was being chased by a flapping yellow maw trying to eat me. Deal with it primate.”

Kat aims the ship for the moon, hoping to use it again, only this time as a shield on their way out. The clouds begin to fade, and the blackness of space wraps around the ship again. Felicity’s engine hums to full power as the FTL drives get read for their jump. A small laser fires at the ship, hitting the shields and rocking the ship to the side. Kat turns the monitor toward where the blast came from. It was a small Foremid ship. It had a rectangular back, with two thrusters, one at the end of each wing. The bridge was just a triangle piece stuck to the front. It looked like a hundred year old freighter that might be in a museum of space history. A small blue light from under the bridge fires another three bursts toward Felicity hitting the shields.

Kat says, “Whisper, get us out of here.”

“I’m trying, but those shots are disrupting my calculations for the jump.”

“Just get us out of here, I don’t care where, as long as we’re in one piece.”

Gravan says, “It’s charging up another blast.”

The blue light shines brighter than the previous. It goes through the shields, shattering them. Alarms sound off and Kat’s consul blinks with warning lights. Hull damage, pressure loss, shields.

Fury says, “Shields down and shield generator is offline.”

Kat says, “What? How did that happen we were at a hundred percent?”

“The Foremid ship must have hit us with an exact match of force. The magitech shield protects against everything but itself. How they figured out what our exact output was in four shots would be something only I or Whisper could do.”

Kat panics, “Whisper, get us out of here now.”

Whisper says, “Just stay still or all you're sloshing around in that sack you call a body is distracting me. I’m trying to contain the air leaks and calculate the jump.”

Gravan says, “Three more ships are closing in. Let me correct that, fifty more ships are closing in.”

Kat pleads, “Whisper. Now.”

Whisper says, “Almost done, twenty-seconds.”

Gravan says, “All the other ships will be in range to fire at us in eighteen-seconds. They’re charging their weapons, and a few already have locks on us.”

Fury says, “Arming weapons. Attaining targets now. Ready to engage in three.”

Kat says, “Don’t fire unless I order it.”

“Understood.”

“That’s all we need is to start a war.”

Gravan says, “Kat, I love you.”

Kat turns her head and says angrily, “None of that last good bye talk, but I love you too. Now focus on the weapons.”

He nods, “Right.”

Whisper says, “ Leaks stopped for now, and calculations complete. FTL jump in three… two…”

Laser fire mixed with explosive magitech rounds are fired at and around the Felicity. Kat grabs the helm, maneuvering through the explosions. Without the shields protecting them the ship rocks around violently. Sparks fly around the bridge as the front of the ship is hit.

Fury says, “Another hit to the shield generator, anymore and it might explode.”

Kat sees the FTL jump light turn green. “Hold on to what you got.” She screams, as she hits the button.

The FTL drives light up on either side of the ship, and the Felicity makes her jump. Kat slumps into her chair letting out a sigh of relief. That was one hell of a stressful delivery. She desperately wants to take another shower or play her game she’s been wanting to. She watches Gravan get up and stretch. His shirt tightens up against his body showing off his toned body. Which makes her think of other fun ways to get rid of the stress and frustration that have been building up.

He says, “I’m going to take a shower.”

She says, “Mind if I join you?”

“Mind? Why would I ever mind? Come on let’s go Kitty Kat.”

Thirty minutes later, Whisper says to Kat while her and Gravan are still in bed. “Kat I’ve finished with scanning though the servers on the ship. Since it seems you two are finished with your meat meld, would you put me back in the dash now?”

Gravan laughs, “Meat meld. Never heard it called that before.”

“Yes, I read more interesting things than what just happened here on a daily basis. You two need to spice things up more.”

Kat says, “I bet you do because those are fantasies, as in not real. So no need to spice anything up over here, and yes, I can go put you back. Did you find anything?”

“Nothing, and I checked Fury out as well. He seems to be unaffected. He is only connected to the ship, and not the external channels like I am. There also seems to be three sets of servers on the ship. One is for me, one for Fury, and the other I am not sure about.”

“Well, just look into it. Not like we can go ask someone about it.”

“I was already doing that, but I’m still locked out of it. Give me a few days and I’ll have it.”

Kat rolls over and kisses Gravan before she gets out of the bed and gets dressed. He watches her with a goofy gin on his face. Something he had just started doing. Then he gets out of the bed and says he’s going to check on the damage to the ship. She just looks back at him with a grin, then walks out of the room. They were finally going to be headed to Raspiel, and her dream of the easy life was about to happen. All they had to do was get the payment transferred from Bob, and off they go to get their supplies. She was worried about Whisper and Fury. There are so many things that have happened, but she never asked what they thought, and they haven’t questioned.

Getting back into the cockpit she puts her hand in the hole, grabbing the bar and turning the controls for Whisper to disconnect from her wrist. Each click back into place on the dash. Kat looks down at her wrist missing Whisper’s bangle around her wrist already.

Whisper says, “There we go, I feel like I can stretch out again.”

Kat asks, “Do you feel cramped when you’re on my wrist?”

“Cramped is a good word you fleshy things would understand easiest. I have less… memory… when I’m not connected. At least I don’t feel like I do. It could be the connection to the ship is better when I am plugged in directly.”

“Hey Whisper, what are you and Fury going to do once we get to Raspiel?”

“You had plans of turning the ship into your house, correct?”

“We do.”

“I guess we’d be staying with you. There is a network signal on the planet, so we’d be fine.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes, I know Fury has grown fond of that ape of a man you call your mate. I am literally and figuratively attached to you. We seemed to have gone though a lot together, and I couldn’t process not being around you.”

“Aww, Whisper.”

“Don’t get me confused here, it's only because I know that your fleshy existence would end prematurely if I weren’t around to save it. I just don’t want that.”

“I would miss you too if you weren’t around. Sarcasm included.”

“We have some time before we get to the next space port. Would you like to play a round of that new multiplayer online battle arena with me?”

“You're going to play too Whisper? I thought you said it was beneath you.”