Day 237 – Dark Stars: Fire Light, Part Four – Short Story
The Players so far..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.
Gadamrie, a Golden Priestess in the Dark Collective, who before the federation came to power boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive. But now, only one hosts remains, the others, hunted down and killed by unknown assailants working for the president. Signs show of another mind existing within Gadamrie’s hive, which up until now, was thought to be impossible, after a brief battle between the minds, the consciousness seems to have vanished, but, for how long.
Syin-To-Twenty-Seven (Sin), Betha’s sentient companion, through the link they share Sin can control and communicate between Betha and Zander, as well as accessing and sometimes controlling other forms of technology.
Touvler, Zander’s right hand man and Betha’s co-pilot, Touvler along with two others joined Zander when he defected from the United Federations to the Dark Collective.
High Lord Quinn, Commander for the United Federation, and a Quadrapled, a slang term for clone. Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.
President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.
Last time on Dark Stars: Fire Light…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the United Federation, Zander and the crew of the interstellar battleship, Betha, found themselves viciously hunted down by a Z class Star Destroyer that was somehow waiting for them, turning their act of terrorism against the federation, into, a suicide run. Soon, Zander found himself a prisoner of High Lord Quinn, and his crew supposedly dead, but, as Quinn prepared to kill Zander, Gadamrie, who was hidden, came to his aid, taking out Quinn and his men. Before they could make their escape, another mind took control of one of Gadamrie’s host bodies, apparently killing her, but after a brief battle of minds, Gadamrie regained control of her final host. Making contact with Sin, Betha’s android companion, Zander found out Touvler, his right hand man, was still alive and being held some levels below, and as they made their plans to rescue him, they came face to face with a resurrected Quinn and a league of Federation soldiers.
And so we continue…
“As far as I can tell from the information I have managed to upload from the destroyers database he is being held several floors below you, awaiting execution, as High Lord Quinn has sentenced him to death once the ship reaches the citadel.”
“How long do we have?”
“We are almost a day away from th… zzzeedfffzzz….”
“Sin?” Zander calls out, he waits for a few moment, and casts a look of worry towards Gadamrie. “SIN?” But still no reply comes.
“What now?” Gadamrie asks.
“We go down, try to find Touvler, then hopefully re-link back up to Sin and get off this crate,” he says with a smile as he lifts Quinn’s lifeless body from the floor and presses one of his dead hands against the doors activation-pad, seconds later it slides open, revealing a sea of Federation soldiers waiting for them, and, standing at the back, with an evil smile on his face, is High Lord Quinn. “Should’ve know he was a Quadrapled,” Zander says through clenched teeth, he glances over to Gadamrie as he grips his blaster tightly. “You got something left in you?”
“Enough,” she says, placing a hand on his shoulder and the two disappear.
“DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!” Quinn screams out as the soldiers open fire.
Zander feels his head explode as the colour is ripped from everything except him and Gadamrie, he feels the blaster shots rips through him, like a cool breeze, he looks over to Gadamrie, her face shows her struggle, her energy, almost drained, he grips her hand and charges forward through the dream like landscape, passing through the Federation soldiers as if they were mist. He feels Gadamrie loose her footing, and catches her as they both crash to the ground in a heap.
“I’m sorry my love, I-I-I, I don’t think I can hold us here much longer,” she says weakly.
He looks down the hallway, then, back at her, “A couple more seconds, we just have to get throug…”
She places a finger to his lips and smiles, “Shhhh my love, you must go, I, I am too weak, you must find Toulver, free him, and get off this, sardine can, as you call it, and warn the Priestess, if, if,” she takes a deep breath and smiles once more. “The first time I saw you, with a thousand eyes, I knew, I would gladly give my life for you,” she says as they kiss, tears stream down his face, splashing onto hers.
“There has to be another way, I can’t lose you, not like this,” he says, cradling her weakening body.
“You won’t, so be brave my human, for you carry something special inside of you, something, wonderful. Now, help me to my feet, then go, before my energy gives,” Gadamrie says, as she runs a hand across his face and they kiss one final time, then he helps her to her feet, clutching her close one last time, before turning towards the horde, who still continue to fire, the hate that burns through him, aims directly towards Quinn.
“How long will I have?”
“A handful of seconds,” she says softly, as she pulls a golden bracelet from her arm and places it on Zander’s.
“That’s all I need,” he says, as he pulls a small metallic cylinder from his side, he looks towards her one last time, and smiles, yellow tears run down her face, as she pulls a similar metal object from her side, nodding towards him as the cylinders come to life, and large metallic like blades appear from within them. “I’ll see you, somewhere soon,” he says clutching the blade and charges forward, as the world explodes with colour and light. The Federation soldier’s don’t know what hit them as Zander tears his way through the soldiers, slicing a pathway of blood towards Quinn, it only takes a few seconds before he feels blaster fire tear into his side, and he crashes to the ground. He clenches his teeth together, as he drives his fists into the metal surface and screams, then forces himself up from the floor, as soldiers come from every angle and tackle him to the ground once more, then, everything goes silent, as Quinn strides towards him, while the soldiers pull the struggling Zander to his feet.
“How pathetic, did you really think that would work?” Quinn says.
Zander feels a tear run down his cheek, “I hate to say I knew it would,” he says, closing his eyes tightly as a warmth hits his back, then screams fill his ears, as everything is engulfed in a white hot light.
To Be Continued…