**The story below is a draft **
The Grav Rover glided over the terrain at a speed close to sound as
it’s pilot and co-pilot scanned the horizon.
“It’s amazing isn’t it, that this planet it so perfect for us?”
Davidian continued to look straight ahead concentrating on unfolding
scenery and data readings and paying only passing attention to the
seemingly unending stream of words that were coming from the
Science Adjuncts lips.
“The materials for the City Scaper are here in abundance, I’ve been
taking samples since the moment we crashed and everything is
optimum, the chances are astronomical, Scions be praised.”
Davidian raised an eyebrow and looked over at Ezek, he’d realised
what he’d said and was fast turning a dark crimson.
“I..I… I just mean… that it is fortuitous and we should thank the
“Calm down Ezek, I’ve got more important things to worry about than
enforcing the pantheon laws.”
Ezek visibily relaxed, he was lucky, not few in the military caste were
as understanding as he was, another may have arrested him on the
spot if they were back home, but one thing was for certain, here was
definitely nowhere near home.
The Grav Rover veered left as Davidian dodged one of the giant trees
from the forest they’d entered, only moments later to come out the
other side having only just entered.
“Ye..sss well, things are proceeding nicely. We had some trouble at
first, their was some strange recurring data artifacts in the data pools,
it was causing havoc with the regeneration systems but we were able
to collate it all and archive it, the sub-juncts will investigate it later, but
now we’re operating at 95% capactiy. The City will be ready in 5
Ezek was a talker. All the scientist caste were. Davidian had listened
to him for 30 nerins and was having to use all of his training to
dampen the droning sound of his voice on his immensely enchanced
“What do you think Davidian?
“Hmmmm?” he murmoured back in placating disinterest.
“Of the skeletons? Of all of the unanswered questions it is the one
that I feel whos answer is the answer to it all. The mission Maester
was supposed to launch the mission and join us in cryo for the light-
jump yet she is nowhere to be found and on the navigation deck we
find the remains of persons unknown. Whilst it’s just one of the
mysteries we have yet to answer, such as why our memories have all
been tampered with whilst in cryo, I feel it is the mort important, don’t
“I do and I’ve read the debrief.”
“… well. Yes. Indeed”
He was quiet for a moment. Ezek always found it difficult to talk to
those outside his caste, with the scientific castes abilities to maintain
several lines of reasoning at once single mode communication was a
strange challenge for them given their mental faculties, and to spend
as long as he had conversing in this way with the military Adjunct was
certainly a personal record.
“Regardless of their identity, it is safe to assume that it is they who are
responsible for the crash, although of course we are checking all
possibilities, but I can see no other way, whilst I don’t remember
much, I do remember that the calculations for the light-jump had been
planned down to the quantum and over 10 cyclots had been devoted
to evaluating them, this mision, as you know, was so critical to the
survival of the….?
“Stop talking. I see something.”
Davidian, looked at the HUD screen
“It’s a structure”
Ezeks eye brows raised and his mouth fell part way open.
“A structure? But. That implies. We’re not alone?”
“Yes. It does.”
Davidian, turned off the HUD and opened the view port, the photon
field initiated protecting him from the force of the pressure whilst
travelling at these speeds, he looked into the distance, the object
growing in size as the rover sped towards it and his enchanced eyes
seeing it in clear definition on top of this, and he was amazed at what
he saw, not a singular object, but many.
He veered the rover off to the right and in just a few quinnins time had
it come to settle not far from what he now knew to be some kind of
alien settlement, positioning the land craft out of site of the fringes of
few of any watchful eyes.
“Wait here Ezek”
“Wait, what? Davidian I cannot must investigate we need data.”
Davidian shot him a lok and repeated himself, modulating his voice for
more authority. “Wait here, Ezek.”
“They could be hostile, I understand, the military caste have authority
Davidian didn’t care about whose caste had precedence he cared that
the science adjunct was not combat ready.
The side door to the rover disassembled itself allowing Davidian to
make his exit and as soon as he did it reassemlbled, appearing once
more as if it had always been there.
He stood for a moment and took in the fresh air of this planet, whilst
the space-city he’d lived on produced ‘perfect’ air it lacked a reality to
it that his heightedned senses craved.
He landed roughly 40ft away in a crop of some kind, he’d seen it and
felt it a perfect cover for his reconnaissance and was now making his
way swiftly and silently to it’s edge, he came to kneel in a spot where
two sheafs of something split and looked on in a mixture of
amazement and fear at the scene before him.
People. People everywhere. Never in the human races history had
they come across developed alien life and today was not the day that
would change. These were humans, humans the same as himself, the
same as Ezek, the sames as the whole Phoenix mission roster.
This was important.
He snuck back through the crop and lept again.
He landed just out of site of the Grav-Rover and made for it hastily, he
would need Ezek to take some quick samples so that they could…
“Davidian. Do not be alarmed.”
Before him Ezek was on his knees and a sharp rudimentary weapon
was held to his throat. A woman held it.
He looked at her. She was wild and her eyes shone with command.
“Αφεθείτε. Εγγραφή φίλος σας στα γόνατά σας.” She declared aloud
“It’s a simple language structure Davidian. I believe she is firmly
requesting you to join me.”
“I have a feeling you’ll be the death of me.”
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