Children of the Atom: The War Effort. chapter 2. 3337 A.D.
The starship Phoenix cruised through deep space undetected. Nera
Prime was down in the belly of the colony ship. She marveled at the spaciousness
of the interior. Nera was isolated decks away from any other member of the sparse crew.
Nera easily became aggrevated with the other passengers. Her cousin
Cassa all but ignored her, clinging to her boyfriend, Warp. The other thought her
gloominess it was just her young age, they didn't know her.
Nera's outlook out life was bleak. She kept her hair long and stringy,
she was ghostly white, all manifestations a great cynisism for life that she held. She
rejected the idea of becoming guardian of Mars in the future. At age 12, she held
no lofty ideals like the rest of her family. Her mother the previous guardian before
Cassa and pushed her gothic daughter into the limelight. Nera secretly wanted no
part of it.
Instead she would prefer to sit alone and brood.
*********
Back on Mars, the Chief and Supernova stood outside on red soil and
looked skyward. "I've got a bad feeling all of a sudden, Chief"
"Go check it out." The Chief Administrator knew what Supernova
meant, he too felt the Honn attack may not yet have ended.
Jay Summers, Supernova, started to glow. The faint glow turned into a
shimmer of light as his body shielded itself in white-hot energy. He launched him
self in to orbit instantly.
Hours passed as he orbited the stratosphere, finally he gave up, deciding the first attack had been one sole ship. As he turned his back and floated back towards Mars, he heard engines hum to life behind him. It was the Honn, charging up to full thrust. They would not get away. Supernova unleashed his full power, a giant wave and plasma engulfed the alien craft. The otherworldly alloy of the ship's hull disingtigrated. Score one for the Martians. Supernova hoped they got that one on the surface with the Holo-recorder.
*********
Issac Strange, young Sorceror Supreme, watched his diminutive black dragon, Malikai chase it's tail and fly around the cabin. He sat alone in the ready room. Everyone else had left to explore the ship.
Suddenly, a vision came to the boy. He became emmersed within it. A thick fog filled the room and a series of rocky gates formed around him. The gates kept expanding outwards, forming corridors. The corridors weaved together and formed a vast network.
Dead in the middle of this labrynth, Strange looked around for Malikai but saw him no where. That meant this illusion was generated from somewhere besides his own subconscious. Malikai never left Strange's side, wakeing or dreaming.
Who could be manifesting such a rich spell? Certainly, no one aboard this ship.
*********
Chance and Sanchez found young Issac Strange in a trance, his mouth foaming, mumbling about the right path. His dragon, left unattended, ripped up the upholstry of one of the high backed chairs of the ready room. They called Cassa Prime " You better get down here, boss."
********
The mutant with the power of a thousand exploding suns, Supernova was back on the surface of Mars. The Chief was nearby supervising the engineers who still scanned the skys. Jay Summers had time to relax now, or so he thought. An Administration assitant approached him "Sir, there's something maybe you should see here."
He looked over the young females shoulder at her viewscreen, unable to resist whiffing at her perfumed scent. What he saw on the screen may him forget all about his libido.
The monitor screen flashed red and printed on the screen: PLANETARY SHIELDS DEGRADING, 45% REMAINING
The Chief had also noticed this and called Summers over. "Summers, our scans show there is some sort of bio-chemical agent on our shielding creating feedback and taking down the shield. We've only have a few more moments, it may be too late to stop it"
Supernova frowned.
"Also, our scans indicate that the ship you blew up was unmanned. You've been fooled Mr. Summers, that was a booby trap, filled with the shield degrading compounds."
*********
"That boy doesn't look so well," Morpha commented as she entered the cockpit. She spoke to Warp whom was at the helm. "Cassa and the others are all watching him now." Warp nodded.
"Any changes up here?" She asked..
"No change, we are approaching what was once called the Shi'ar galaxy. The enemy vessel remains cloaked." Warp answered.
***********
Nera Prime skipped throught the corridors of the lower decks. She had not seen any of the others for hours now, not that she cared. As big as this ship looked from the outside, Nera wandered if it had some kind of dimensional beding techknowledgy, she hadn't passed the same spot twice yet.
She heard a sound like a bunch of cooking utensils falling to her right. She quickly slid the hatch open and peared inside. A eight foot purple alien with a mohawk stood there, wearing an apron as her pulled a sheet of muffins from an oven built into the ship's bulkhead. He looked surprised and redhanded.
Nera balled up her fist and squeezed them into fist.
The alien simply said "Hi," and offered her a muffin.
The starship Phoenix cruised through deep space undetected. Nera
Prime was down in the belly of the colony ship. She marveled at the spaciousness
of the interior. Nera was isolated decks away from any other member of the sparse crew.
Nera easily became aggrevated with the other passengers. Her cousin
Cassa all but ignored her, clinging to her boyfriend, Warp. The other thought her
gloominess it was just her young age, they didn't know her.
Nera's outlook out life was bleak. She kept her hair long and stringy,
she was ghostly white, all manifestations a great cynisism for life that she held. She
rejected the idea of becoming guardian of Mars in the future. At age 12, she held
no lofty ideals like the rest of her family. Her mother the previous guardian before
Cassa and pushed her gothic daughter into the limelight. Nera secretly wanted no
part of it.
Instead she would prefer to sit alone and brood.
*********
Back on Mars, the Chief and Supernova stood outside on red soil and
looked skyward. "I've got a bad feeling all of a sudden, Chief"
"Go check it out." The Chief Administrator knew what Supernova
meant, he too felt the Honn attack may not yet have ended.
Jay Summers, Supernova, started to glow. The faint glow turned into a
shimmer of light as his body shielded itself in white-hot energy. He launched him
self in to orbit instantly.
Hours passed as he orbited the stratosphere, finally he gave up, deciding the first attack had been one sole ship. As he turned his back and floated back towards Mars, he heard engines hum to life behind him. It was the Honn, charging up to full thrust. They would not get away. Supernova unleashed his full power, a giant wave and plasma engulfed the alien craft. The otherworldly alloy of the ship's hull disingtigrated. Score one for the Martians. Supernova hoped they got that one on the surface with the Holo-recorder.
*********
Issac Strange, young Sorceror Supreme, watched his diminutive black dragon, Malikai chase it's tail and fly around the cabin. He sat alone in the ready room. Everyone else had left to explore the ship.
Suddenly, a vision came to the boy. He became emmersed within it. A thick fog filled the room and a series of rocky gates formed around him. The gates kept expanding outwards, forming corridors. The corridors weaved together and formed a vast network.
Dead in the middle of this labrynth, Strange looked around for Malikai but saw him no where. That meant this illusion was generated from somewhere besides his own subconscious. Malikai never left Strange's side, wakeing or dreaming.
Who could be manifesting such a rich spell? Certainly, no one aboard this ship.
*********
Chance and Sanchez found young Issac Strange in a trance, his mouth foaming, mumbling about the right path. His dragon, left unattended, ripped up the upholstry of one of the high backed chairs of the ready room. They called Cassa Prime " You better get down here, boss."
********
The mutant with the power of a thousand exploding suns, Supernova was back on the surface of Mars. The Chief was nearby supervising the engineers who still scanned the skys. Jay Summers had time to relax now, or so he thought. An Administration assitant approached him "Sir, there's something maybe you should see here."
He looked over the young females shoulder at her viewscreen, unable to resist whiffing at her perfumed scent. What he saw on the screen may him forget all about his libido.
The monitor screen flashed red and printed on the screen: PLANETARY SHIELDS DEGRADING, 45% REMAINING
The Chief had also noticed this and called Summers over. "Summers, our scans show there is some sort of bio-chemical agent on our shielding creating feedback and taking down the shield. We've only have a few more moments, it may be too late to stop it"
Supernova frowned.
"Also, our scans indicate that the ship you blew up was unmanned. You've been fooled Mr. Summers, that was a booby trap, filled with the shield degrading compounds."
*********
"That boy doesn't look so well," Morpha commented as she entered the cockpit. She spoke to Warp whom was at the helm. "Cassa and the others are all watching him now." Warp nodded.
"Any changes up here?" She asked..
"No change, we are approaching what was once called the Shi'ar galaxy. The enemy vessel remains cloaked." Warp answered.
***********
Nera Prime skipped throught the corridors of the lower decks. She had not seen any of the others for hours now, not that she cared. As big as this ship looked from the outside, Nera wandered if it had some kind of dimensional beding techknowledgy, she hadn't passed the same spot twice yet.
She heard a sound like a bunch of cooking utensils falling to her right. She quickly slid the hatch open and peared inside. A eight foot purple alien with a mohawk stood there, wearing an apron as her pulled a sheet of muffins from an oven built into the ship's bulkhead. He looked surprised and redhanded.
Nera balled up her fist and squeezed them into fist.
The alien simply said "Hi," and offered her a muffin.