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Heliosphere 2265, Volume 7: Collateral Damage (Science Fiction)
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- Greenlight Press
- Pubblicato:
- Jan 19, 2015
- ISBN:
- 9783958340428
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- Libro
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This is the seventh Volume of Heliosphere 2265. The series is available in e-book (monthly) and print (bi-monthly) editions.
It is written by Andreas Suchanek (Sternenfaust, Maddrax, Professor Zamorra) and produced with the support of Arndt Drechsler (cover) and Anja Dyck (interior illustrations).
Informazioni sul libro
Heliosphere 2265, Volume 7: Collateral Damage (Science Fiction)
Descrizione
This is the seventh Volume of Heliosphere 2265. The series is available in e-book (monthly) and print (bi-monthly) editions.
It is written by Andreas Suchanek (Sternenfaust, Maddrax, Professor Zamorra) and produced with the support of Arndt Drechsler (cover) and Anja Dyck (interior illustrations).
- Editore:
- Greenlight Press
- Pubblicato:
- Jan 19, 2015
- ISBN:
- 9783958340428
- Formato:
- Libro
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Heliosphere 2265, Volume 7 - Andreas Suchanek
Heliosphere 2265
Volume 7
"Collateral Damage"
by Andreas Suchanek
Interlink Cruiser HYPERION, Algethi System, 19 June 2266, 20:58 hours
An electrical discharge arced across the room, causing the wall-mounted lighting panels to flicker wildly and transforming the bridge into a nightmarish scene. As sparks showered from consoles and computing stacks, the ashen-faced crew struggled to maintain their composure.
Just a few meters separated Captain Cross from Executive Controller Johnston, who still held in his hand the kill switch with which he had brought down Commander Noriko Ishida. The First Officer lay at Jayden's feet. Her eyes were closed and blood trickled down her chin from her nose. She was still breathing, but Jayden could see that she was slipping away with every passing second.
Ishida was dying just as Lieutenant Commander Lukas Akoskin had died before her. Jayden's Tactical Operations Officer was lying on the ground where he had been shot just meters away from his console. Three shots from EC Johnston's pulse gun had struck the officer square on the chest, killing him instantly. In his final seconds, Akoskin had revealed a dark secret. His eyes changed color. Sarah McCall had spoken the truth.
Jayden mustered Executive Controller Johnston. President Elias Skolberg had assigned Johnston to the HYPERION to monitor and – if necessary – eliminate the ship's bridge personnel. Everything around him was falling apart and yet Jayden felt strangely empty. A void had opened inside of him, steeled by a sense of bitter determination. The HYPERION might well be lost. With the ship's interlink and Pike drives damaged beyond repair, they couldn't hope to outrun the Parlid cruisers that were chasing down the HYPERION, intent on avenging the destruction of their home-world. But whatever happened, he couldn't allow Johnston to activate another kill chip – as the EC had chillingly referred to the lethal variant of the Navy's command chips.
Raising his fists, Jayden leaped at Johnston as the EC raised the cylindrical remote detonator again. With one swift blow he knocked the device from Johnston's hand. You bastard! Ishida was never a threat!
She was a traitor. Just like you. Just like all of the officers on board this vessel.
Johnston spat his words at Jayden. His face was distorted by rage. I will hold you responsible for everything that has happened here, Cross – everything!
Johnston had crossed the line. Jayden rammed his fist into the Executive Controller's midriff. Johnston staggered backwards, gasping desperately for air. Snatching at a console, he righted himself and drew the pulse gun that he had holstered after shooting Akoskin.
I firmly believe that a captain
, Johnston smiled sourly as he spoke, should go down with his ship. In your case, I'm willing to make an exception. You can die now.
He pulled the trigger.
A volley of energized particles shot from the gun as Jayden dived to the side. The last shot grazed his left arm, vaporizing part of his sleeve and searing his shoulder. He snatched up a data-pad thrown to the ground by the explosion and hurled it at Johnston. The EC ducked the projectile with ease. But by the time he had straightened up again, Jayden was at his throat, unleashing a flurry of blows that caught Johnston by surprise and left him unable to counterattack.
Out of the corner of his eye Jayden could still see the battle unfolding around him. At the entrance to the bridge, Alpha 365 was brawling with two of his own men. Akoskin and Ishida both lay prone on the deck. Lieutenant Larik, the ship's Communications Officer and the newest addition to the bridge, was crouched in terror in a corner. Seated at his console, Lieutenant Peter Task continued to work at a feverish pace, ignoring the battle around him as he struggled to regain control of the vessel. Now standing, Lieutenant Nurakov glanced about nervously.
Help Alpha dammit!
Jayden bellowed at him. He could only hope that Nurakov was on his side and was willing to stand up to the EC and the ISP. Task!
Jayden held Johnston in a headlock as he turned to address his navigation officer. Get the emergency response kit and reanimate Akoskin, he...
The EC lashed out at Jayden again, kicking him in the groin. Jayden collapsed to the ground in agony as Johnston rose to his feet, his face bloodied and battered.
Why don't you just surrender, Cross?
he gasped. You've lost. You don't stand a chance against Skolberg. Oh yes – I know everything. The President took me into his confidence. Me!
Then, instead of killing Jayden he simply turned away and walked across to the command console. Johnston tapped an icon on the display to activate the general intercom before announcing: Executive Controller Johnston to all loyal officers of the ISP: initiate SPECIAL ORDER ONE immediately.
What have you done?
I have ordered my people to restore order on board this ship. You may well be dead within a few hours, Cross, but I'll make your life hell until then.
Leaping from the command platform, he sprinted across the bridge towards the detonator.
Jayden raced after him.
Lieutenant Peter Task baulked at the idea of leaving his console. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Akoskin, but the Lieutenant Commander had been shot in the chest three times. How was he supposed to reanimate a man whose heart had been torn to shreds? Besides, saving Akoskin would require him to leave his console at a critical moment. It was true that the damage to the ship had rendered the HYPERION's drives inoperable, but he would still be able to activate the ship's weapons systems once the enemy vessels were within range. And, as he had quickly discovered, he could still access the ship's tracking systems.
But the chaotic scene on the bridge was taking its toll on Peter's ability to concentrate. As a child, Task had been infected with the infamous Erios Virus, altering the structure of his brain forever. His resulting ability to process multi-sensory input in parallel was a mixed blessing and demanded from him the utmost concentration if he wished to focus on a single task.
What was it that the Captain wanted? Akoskin! Of course! An icon on the display blinked to indicate that the ship's automatic repair systems had completed another operation. He glanced at the data coming in from the interlink drive. It made little or no sense and Task's concern grew. The ship's sensors also indicated that another Parlid fleet was approaching them up ahead. That pretty much seals our fate...
Peter pushed the thought aside and stood abruptly. Removing the emergency response kit from its compartment on the side of his console, Task rushed to where Akoskin lay. He checked Akoskin's wrist and throat, but couldn't find a pulse. Task removed the hand-held sensor from the kit. The sensor was mounted on the back of a special glove. Slipping his hand into the glove, Peter cut open Akoskin's skin-suit with a laser scalpel then unbuttoned his uniform jacket. Next, he sliced through Akoskin's shirt and placed his palm on the officer's naked chest. Seconds later the first readings appeared on the glove's integrated display. Peter raised his eyebrows in astonishment.
Until now he had always believed that Lieutenant Commander Lukas Akoskin was human. But clearly he had been mistaken: the figure before him had two hearts. The Captain's order suddenly made sense. While the heart on the left side of his chest had been hit by three blasts from the pulse gun, the heart on the right was entirely unharmed. Peter scanned the organ again. The trauma caused by the shooting had triggered a cardiac arrest. He removed the reanimation pads from the kit and stuck them to Akoskin's chest. Task could only hope that the electric shocks would have the same effect on Akoskin as they did on 'normal' humans.
He activated the defibrillator. Seconds later, the command bridge shook again.
Wracked by pain and barely able to stay on his feet, Alpha 365 squared off against the two rookies who had recently joined the ship. This was the last thing that Johnston had expected and the Executive Controller stared at Alpha in dismay. Then he raised the kill switch.
I have betrayed him and that is an utterly intolerable crime in his eyes. Johnston intends to terminate me. He glanced across at Noriko Ishida's body. Absolute obedience is my second nature and yet even my command chip is equipped with a kill module. Skolberg has left nothing to chance.
It was Captain Cross who saved his life, striking the cylindrical device from Johnston's hand at the last moment. But EC Johnston wasn't his only concern. It had dawned on the two guards accompanying Alpha that in the bitter confrontation playing out on board the HYPERION their superior was on the wrong side.
They drew their pulse guns simultaneously, swiveling about to face him as they took aim But – anticipating this precise eventuality – Alpha 365 had issued the men with empty magazines. I'd leave that if I was you
, he said calmly.
While the gawky Lieutenant Pen stared at his weapon in dismay, Lieutenant Vresno charged at him. A bull of a man, Vresno lashed out wildly as he rushed at Alpha 365, who wheeled about as he ducked under the officer's flailing fists. But Alpha wasn't as agile as he had thought – somehow one of the officer's blows connected with his shoulder, sending him flying into a nearby science console.
Heartache and slow reflexes – I guess
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