*CY 10065*
One year later, little Tyr is larger and faster. He is more skilled in the martial arts, and has learned to tie his hair when he is fighting. He trains alone in an isolated cave, kicking a hanging metal barrel over and over. It is full of dents and one small crack.
Today he feels powerful. He attacks the barrel with senseless rage, remembering the spar with his brother almost 1 year ago. In a moment of absolute fury he attempts a round-house kick, and proceeds to slip and fall, twisting his ankle.
"Fool!," he shouts at himself. One must act with intelligence and not emotion.
Repeating this lesson to himself, he hobbles over to a nearby stone where his journal lies.
"One must act with intelligence and not emotion," he writes. He sighs and puts the book down.
He has been training heavily for the past year. He knows he is not yet strong enough, for his brother has maintained his strength as well. However, Tyr is far enough ahead in his training to defeat some of the 8 or 9 year old males, if he were so inclined. He has saved face from his own defeat, and has become a most desirable mate. But it was not enough.
As Tyr glances at the clock, he decides he has done enough for one day. It was time for the evening meal after all. He made his way through the corridors, catching glances of the mundane activities of the asteroid. Adults as well as children sparred, females prepared meals and cleaned their caves.
As he arrived to his own spacious home, his mother laid out dinner. As he was about to take his first bite, his brother batted his hand out of the way and took the largest piece of meat. He glared at thim with venom in his eyes. Soon, he thought. Soon.
Suddenly, there was a shout.
"We're under attack!," someone cried. All the male inhabitants of the asteroid rushed to their stations. Women and children stayed behind. Thayer decides to go with his father.
"You cannot, son!, " his mother cries. "You must stay here with me!"
"No mother!," he says. "I must go. It is my duty as future Alpha of Kodiak Pride."
His father looks upon him with pride. "Very well, son. Come with me."
They rush towards the stations, and dozens of Nietzschean vessels soar out of the asteroid and into space. The women and children are left behind, in bewilderment.
"I must know what is going on mother. I have to know who is attacking us, " said Tyr.
"Not you too! Don't you leave me!"
"I promise mother, I will return. I just want to go to the main deck and find out what is going on." With that he runs out towards the observation deck.
As he reaches the deck he can already see the vessels through the large viewing glass. They are Drago-Kazov and Orca vessels. He stands there in shock, not believing what he is seeing. The Drago-Kazov attacking the Kodiak.
How could it be? Had they not been the pride chosen by the Drago-Kazov to guard the remains of Drago Musevini? How could they betray us?
Tyr began to run back to his mother, Yet something urged him the other way, and so he ran there. He arrived in time to see that a few Drago-Kazavs had invaded the ship, and that one of them carried the large metal crate. The one that carried the crate glanced at him and saw the rage in his eyes. He immediately headed for the hangar of the asteroid where his cruiser was parked. Tyr went after him.
It was the hardest race of his life. No matter how hard he tried, the Drago-Kazav remained ahead of him. He was no match for the fully grown Nietzschean. Tyr arrived at the hangar as he saw the man push the crate into his ship and jump in. Tyr desperately looked around and saw his father's old cruiser and jumped in. He started the engine and headed out after the Nietzschean.
He saw brief glimpses of the waging battle, but his attention was focused on the vessel that contained the crate. It was only when he saw a blinding light flashing in the sky that he turned around to watch the battle near the asteroid. What he saw made his stomach sink.
An enormous explosion engulfed the asteroid. All the Kodiak ships went down in ruin. The asteroid was incinerated. His home, his family, his pride were all gone. Tears welled up in his eyes. He remained there, in shock. He made no move to defend himself as the Drago-Kazov ships passed him idly by.
All gone. All gone....
Everything went black.
One year later, little Tyr is larger and faster. He is more skilled in the martial arts, and has learned to tie his hair when he is fighting. He trains alone in an isolated cave, kicking a hanging metal barrel over and over. It is full of dents and one small crack.
Today he feels powerful. He attacks the barrel with senseless rage, remembering the spar with his brother almost 1 year ago. In a moment of absolute fury he attempts a round-house kick, and proceeds to slip and fall, twisting his ankle.
"Fool!," he shouts at himself. One must act with intelligence and not emotion.
Repeating this lesson to himself, he hobbles over to a nearby stone where his journal lies.
"One must act with intelligence and not emotion," he writes. He sighs and puts the book down.
He has been training heavily for the past year. He knows he is not yet strong enough, for his brother has maintained his strength as well. However, Tyr is far enough ahead in his training to defeat some of the 8 or 9 year old males, if he were so inclined. He has saved face from his own defeat, and has become a most desirable mate. But it was not enough.
As Tyr glances at the clock, he decides he has done enough for one day. It was time for the evening meal after all. He made his way through the corridors, catching glances of the mundane activities of the asteroid. Adults as well as children sparred, females prepared meals and cleaned their caves.
As he arrived to his own spacious home, his mother laid out dinner. As he was about to take his first bite, his brother batted his hand out of the way and took the largest piece of meat. He glared at thim with venom in his eyes. Soon, he thought. Soon.
Suddenly, there was a shout.
"We're under attack!," someone cried. All the male inhabitants of the asteroid rushed to their stations. Women and children stayed behind. Thayer decides to go with his father.
"You cannot, son!, " his mother cries. "You must stay here with me!"
"No mother!," he says. "I must go. It is my duty as future Alpha of Kodiak Pride."
His father looks upon him with pride. "Very well, son. Come with me."
They rush towards the stations, and dozens of Nietzschean vessels soar out of the asteroid and into space. The women and children are left behind, in bewilderment.
"I must know what is going on mother. I have to know who is attacking us, " said Tyr.
"Not you too! Don't you leave me!"
"I promise mother, I will return. I just want to go to the main deck and find out what is going on." With that he runs out towards the observation deck.
As he reaches the deck he can already see the vessels through the large viewing glass. They are Drago-Kazov and Orca vessels. He stands there in shock, not believing what he is seeing. The Drago-Kazov attacking the Kodiak.
How could it be? Had they not been the pride chosen by the Drago-Kazov to guard the remains of Drago Musevini? How could they betray us?
Tyr began to run back to his mother, Yet something urged him the other way, and so he ran there. He arrived in time to see that a few Drago-Kazavs had invaded the ship, and that one of them carried the large metal crate. The one that carried the crate glanced at him and saw the rage in his eyes. He immediately headed for the hangar of the asteroid where his cruiser was parked. Tyr went after him.
It was the hardest race of his life. No matter how hard he tried, the Drago-Kazav remained ahead of him. He was no match for the fully grown Nietzschean. Tyr arrived at the hangar as he saw the man push the crate into his ship and jump in. Tyr desperately looked around and saw his father's old cruiser and jumped in. He started the engine and headed out after the Nietzschean.
He saw brief glimpses of the waging battle, but his attention was focused on the vessel that contained the crate. It was only when he saw a blinding light flashing in the sky that he turned around to watch the battle near the asteroid. What he saw made his stomach sink.
An enormous explosion engulfed the asteroid. All the Kodiak ships went down in ruin. The asteroid was incinerated. His home, his family, his pride were all gone. Tears welled up in his eyes. He remained there, in shock. He made no move to defend himself as the Drago-Kazov ships passed him idly by.
All gone. All gone....
Everything went black.