To The Stars (The Harry Irons Trilogy) (40 page)

Kretin sat upright and looked to where his brother pointed. When he realized what had happened, he pounded the ground in anger. "It cannot be far. Let's track it down and kill it as we should have done in the beginning."

Arai nodded gravely. Kretin got to his feet. "Get your spears," he told the boy.

Kretin stepped lively past the sleeping bodies and retrieved his weapons. The cave was dark and cool, the fire had died and along with it, the light. Even so, Arai stepped without disturbing the others and woke Harry with a not so subtle jab to the ribs.

Harry blinked and remembered where he was. "What is it?" he said first in English, then repeated himself in the Bedoran language.

"We're going hunting. The creature has escaped. We will kill it tonight. You are responsible, so you will help us."

Harry shook the grogginess from his head and stood. Arai handed him the water bowl and Harry took a deep drink. Upon finishing, he looked Kretin in the eye. "All right," he said, "which way?"

Chapter 34

The effects of the explosion were minimal, relatively speaking. Dispersed into the vacuum of space, the shock wave was short-lived, as well as the electro-magnetic pulse. Long before the corona subsided, Bonner was at the radio, calling for Fagen.

Steadying herself, Nadine gaped at her instruments.

"I want out of here. Now! When I get back, I'm gonna take a nice, soft desk job with the Corporation."

"I thought you wanted to retire."

"Right now, I don't care if I make a cent off this as long as I get back alive. Do you think Fagen and Parker made it through?"

"I don't know. It depends on how far away they were. The EVA suits are well-insulated against radiation."

"If they're alive, why don't they answer?"

"I don't know. Maybe their radios were knocked out ." Bonner looked at Nadine. "We've got to be sure."

"How much longer are we going to wait?"

"Just awhile." Bonner punched the intercom. "Blane? You all right down there?" As before, Blane didn't respond.

Bonner tried again. There was no answer. He unstrapped himself from his chair and turned in mid-air to face Nadine.

"Call Fagen every minute or so. I'm going to check on Blane. What a pain he's turned out to be."

"Wait a second," said Nadine.

"What is it?"

"I've got a decompression light in the secondary airlock."

"What the hell?"

A green light in a long array of red lights, flashed on Nadine's instrument console. "Secondary airlock hatch is open," she reported.

Bonner turned away. "I'm going down to see what's going on!"

"Don't bother," replied Nadine.

The engineer stopped. "Why?"

"Take a look," she said, moving away from her console so that Bonner could see her display.

The image on the screen was that of someone in an EVA suit, moving away from the Magellan, directly toward the alien ship.

"It's Blane," Bonner said. "What does he think he's doing?"

"He's really flipped out this time."

Bonner moved to the radio and opened the EVA channel. "Blane! What are you doing? Answer me!"

Blane went on without answering, floating across the short span of space to the alien ship. Bonner continued to call long after he lost sight of him.

*

Kretin dropped down and fell into step beside his younger brother. Harry trailed along behind.

"We should have caught the creature by now," Kretin said, "and yet it is still ahead of us."

"It is not far. The trail is fresh," observed Arai.

"Yes, we are catching up, but I think it will arrive at its destination first."

"And so?"

"We will wait for an opportunity to attack."

Harry was amazed at the Bedorans' lack of fear. If he hadn't already seen how well they handled themselves, he wouldn't give them a chance.

The ground was soft, spongy with the accumulation of pine needles. There was little other vegetation, but that was all right, it made for easy walking. Harry followed the Bedorans, thinking about Kathleen and how he might as yet find her out among the trees. Or maybe she'd run across the aliens... No, he didn't want to consider that. Better to...

He stepped over a meter-tall root and saw them both ahead of him, frozen in their tracks. So still were they, they appeared as statues, staring into the distance at something Harry didn't see until it moved. It was one of them. It shifted its weight from the two fore legs to the one rear leg. Weapons and assorted paraphernalia adorned the belt encircling its girth, lending it an almost comical appearance. Although Harry and the Bedorans were clearly in its field of vision, it didn't attack. To the contrary, it lingered near the base of the tree, ignoring them.

Harry took a step forward and still it made no move. Kretin slowly raised his spear. Arai followed Kretin's lead.

Harry signaled the equivalent negative hand signal of a Bedoran "no," and the boys restrained themselves from launching an all-out attack. To their amazement, Harry started walking straight toward the monster. Before he got halfway there, it finally noticed him.

It turned to face him and began to emit a high noise, like a siren, grating and painful to the ears, all the while remaining where it was. Harry had paused but now he started toward it again. With one mechanical hand, it reached towards a weapon hanging from its utility belt. The wailing noise continued unabated.

Without stopping, Harry scooped up a fair-sized rock in one hand. To the Bedorans, it looked like he was going to do battle with the beast with only a rock for a weapon. And indeed, he stepped up to the beast, which now leveled the weapon at Harry's head. Before it squeezed off its shot, Harry threw the rock. From the Bedorans' perspective, it looked like Harry had thrown the rock at the monster's feet.

Unexpectedly, the monster flickered briefly out of existence. When it returned, a wave rippled through it as though it was an image reflected from the surface of a pool. Harry stepped into, then through the image. It went out altogether.

Harry squatted, looking at something which he held up for the Bedorans' to see. A metallic casing of some type, it reflected the light.

"Here it is," Harry said in Bedoran.

Arai looked at Kretin. Kretin returned the look and shrugged. They both looked back to Harry.

"What is it?" Kretin asked.

"It's what they use to make the pictures."

The two brothers looked blankly at Harry. Finally, Kretin spoke. "Where did it go?"

"No, you don't understand. You see, it was never there. What you saw were illusions, pictures on the air,"

"Whatever you say," said Kretin, exchanging another look with his brother, "is it safe to proceed?"

"Well, it was probably supposed to scare anything away, but it may have been a detector as well. If it was, then the one we're chasing has friends and they know we're coming."

"Do the odds frighten you? Are you changing your mind?"

"Lead the way," said Harry.

"It isn't far. Be very quiet from here on. When we get there, we will watch and form our attack."

They moved out, Kretin in the lead. He soon took to the trees, as did Arai. Harry tried to keep up, but he soon lost sight of them.

Minutes later, Harry glimpsed the alien ship through the trees. He moved closer until all that hid him from the ship was the trunk of a tree that could have hidden twenty people. There was no sign of either Kretin or Arai. Harry looked up into the branches. The two Bedorans were there somewhere, waiting for the chance to exact their revenge.

Harry's attention was drawn back to the ship as two aliens emerged from the forest and walked on spidery legs toward the vehicle. Between them they carried several bundles, all wrapped in what appeared to be a soft, white, billowy substance, not unlike large tufts of cotton. The bundles ranged in size from a foot across to several feet, large enough to hold a body.

When they reached the ship, a hatch opened, and they deposited the bundles into it. They then turned and retraced their steps, walking back into the forest. The hatch remained open.

Harry didn't move. In five minutes, the aliens returned with a new set of parcels. These they also put inside the ship. As before, the aliens walked away.

Harry stood and moved quickly. From the trees, the two Bedorans watched with interest. What was the stranger doing?

He ran across the open field to the alien ship, all the while keeping a sharp eye on the place the aliens had disappeared. He half-expected any second to be burned by a laser discharge.

He moved closer to the ship and the open hatch. Realizing there was no force-field in effect, he quickly stepped to the hatch.

The portal was above his head and he had to jump to grip the edge. The additional gravity caused Harry's one hundred and seventy pounds to feel more like two-ten. He strained to pull himself up and, with great effort, managed to hoist himself over the lip of the opening.

The inside of the portal was smooth and slick with nothing to hang onto. Harry slid down the shaft into darkness and fell into a soft, semi-lit chamber. As his eyes adjusted, he saw the bundles the aliens had loaded. Harry picked up one of the smaller packages.

There was something inside, covered by the downy material. He tore the outer covering loose and saw that it held a small forest animal, something like a squirrel. To his surprise, the animal was alive, although it was unconscious. He set it down and picked up another package.

This one was a little larger. Harry tore it open and quickly drew in a breath before dropping it. The package held a severed and withered Bedoran hand.

At that moment, more bundles came sliding down the shaft and nearly buried the linguist. As Harry climbed out, he heard a mechanical sound and the light in the chamber dimmed considerably. The exterior hatch had been shut. There was no way out.

Chapter 35

The alien ship drifted to within a thousand yards of the Magellan. Attempted radio communications with Blane proved to be fruitless. Bonner and Nadine had both watched, speechless, as Blane entered the alien ship.

"Why would he do it?"

"Because he's crazy," Nadine flatly said. "I never liked him anyway."

"He's still part of the team, Nadine."

"The team? I don't see anybody left except you and me. We are the team, man."

Bonner took a deep breath. "How long will it take to run a navigations routine?"

Nadine grinned widely. It was what she'd wanted to hear for days. "Not long. I've already calculated the coordinates to the wormhole and laid the program in."

"We need to physically secure the ship."

"I'll get right on it," Nadine volunteered. It was amazing how quickly her mood changed. Ice water, Bonner thought, the woman has ice water in her veins.

"All right," the engineer said, "I'll take the hanger bay and you take the lab and storage bays. I'll meet you in the crew space and we'll check out the remainder of the compartments together."

"Aye, aye," Nadine said. The woman unbuckled her straps and floated off the bridge.

Bonner didn't feel good about his decision but he saw no other course. Nadine's attitude didn't help. Well, the decision's been made, whether he liked it or not, it was time to carry through with it. He initiated the system checks for the Magellan's thrusters and watched while the computer reported its findings. One by one, the various systems reported back ready and on-line. When the checks were completed, Bonner tripped a switch that started a pre-heating process for the ship's fuel.

He scanned his pre-flight checklist and, satisfied he'd properly finished the routine, he unstrapped himself and made his way down to the shuttle bay.

A minute after he left the bridge, a faint voice broke through the radio speaker. "Magellan, this is Fagen. Do you hear me?"

Unfortunately, there was no longer anyone on the bridge and the message passed without being noticed.

*

Harry relaxed for a moment and tried to think. Now that the hatch was shut, cutting off the source of fresh air, he noticed that the confines of the alien shuttle held foreign odors, none of which smelled pleasant. The compartment was ten feet on both sides with a low ceiling. Harry could easily reach it if he stood up.

He strained to see through the dim light and searched for an alternative exit. At a corner of the ceiling, he finally spotted what looked like seams. As he stood on one of the larger bundles, a deep rumbling came vibrating through the walls.

The ship shifted and Harry lost his footing, tumbling down into the soft, lumpy packages. As the rumbling gained in volume and the alien shuttle began its lift-off, Harry was pinned against the floor.

Outside, Kretin and Arai watched safely from their perch in the trees as the ship, accompanied by a thunderous sound and a great wind, rose into the air. When it was gone, the forest regained its sylvan composure.