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Distant Love (Part 10)

Then her mother turns to Maeve. “You are now in charge of communications. Your father and I have too many other things to attend to. Go to the portal and relay what is happening to Calvenish and Sector C of the moon. Now, hurry, time is of the essence.”

“Will do. Stay safe.” Maeve walks to the elevator feeling hot and uncomfortable. It’s been some time since her father showed her how to use the portal.

I hope I remember how to use it.

She goes down three floors. This one is very different. There are no guests, no chatter, or furniture. Instead, it feels and looks metallic. Maeve feels the hairs on her arms stand up. Each step creates a loud clang echoing down the corridor.

Such a creepy place.

She pushes onwards.

After a brisk three-minute walk, she reaches the room. Her hand pauses over the red button to open the heavy door. After a big breath, she presses it.

It slides open to reveal a room brimming with electrical blue pulses. In the centre is the headset that will connect her neurons to the communications array.

Her muscles tense.

Derek is in Sector C. What did he say his job was? We might be about to meet.

Distant Love (Part 9)

“So what now?” Maeve asks

Her mother, Aishling, looks at her ashen-faced. “The thrusters have been affected. We already have the momentum to bring us to the Space Station Calvenish. We were due to stop there, but they won’t have the required equipment to repair the ship.

The moon is the best option, Sector C, I reckon.”

“Will the gravity not tear the ship apart?” Maeve felt her body heating up

“Your mother is right,” her father, Jack interjects. “The ship should manage it.”

There was no point in arguing when both of her parents were in agreement. That was something that she had learned years ago.

“What about the guests. They will want to know what is going on. We have to think about the future business brand.” Helen always thought about the bottom line.

Jack looks at her for a few seconds before speaking. “The shuttle craft can take them to Calvenish rather than docking when we’re within range. It will take multiple trips. You can stay at the station with them till we return.

Helen folds her hands. “And what do I tell our customers, not to mind investors?”

Aisling bangs her hand on the holographic projector. “Tell them the truth.”

Wheelchair Wars Part 2 (22)

Timothy suddenly felt elated, almost light-headed with excitement. He could almost smell the death that was coming. This is what he was born to do, to fight. The planet’s suffocating heat no longer bothered him.

He left the majestic building and drove up a long ramp onto the defensive walls in his battle wheelchair, with his most loyal troops following closely behind. Now it was time for all his planning to finally swing into action.

From this position, he can look out at the barren world in front of him. Reports start to filter through of individuals beginning to convulse, but they are quickly slaughtered before they can fully mutate and do any significant damage.

Then, an hour later the reddish sky is lit up as countless waves of fireballs begin to pound the planet. It lasts for thirty minutes and then there is a pause.

Timothy never stops surveying the landscape before him. As he had expected the attack is slower to build due to the more hostile nature of the planet and the lack of life.

Then, he sees a small, black form in the distance. Then another appears from a different direction. But they move towards each other rather than the base. The alien menace was building its strength before the attack.