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Chapter 7

"Aw crud!" Harper exclaimed as he let his gauss gun fall to the stone floor.

Head Uber hit Harper square on the jaw, sending the engineer and Beka sprawling onto the floor. The Nietzschean grabbed Harper by the hair and jerked the Earther up to a standing position. The engineer grimaced as his head jerked back.

Head Uber laughed at the mudfoot's pain. He now had a new plaything to torture. "If you are a prime example of the Kludge rebels then we Nietzscheans have nothing to worry about

Harper let out a chuckle. "You underestimate us Uber. That'll be your downfall. You Nietzscheans are so totally arrogant that you think nobody can measure up to your kind. You're the pathetic ones Uber!"

Head Uber kicked Harper so hard the engineer flew backwards and struck the wall behind him. Harper landed on the stone floor with a loud thud that sent him into unconsciousness.

Beka had lifted her head and watched the assault on her friend. The blonde lunged for Head Uber with a ferocious primal growl. The Nietzschean saw the attack and pivoted on one heel while punching Beka at the same time.

Head Uber laughed an evil guttural laugh before calling out for some guards. Three Nietzschean guards appeared a minute later, looking as if they had been having a rough time dealing with Harper's little toys.

"Take the Kludge to one of the other cells and tie him up!" Head Uber growled. Head

Harper was taken to the cell across the hall and to the right of Beka's. While one guard held Harper, the other two went about lifting the engineer's arms above his head. Both of Harper's wrists were then encased in shackles which were hanging from the ceiling by thick metal chains. Harper was now dangling off the floor, hanging by his wrists.

Head Uber came in the cell to check on the work. The Nietzschean watched Harper swinging in mid air and let out a snort of mild satisfaction. Head Uber stepped up to a still unconscious Harper and gave him a nudge that sent the engineer swinging.

The Nietzschean Head Uber left to check on Beka, leaving Harper to the mercy of the three guards.

By now the sun was beginning to show itself but there was no indication of that in the darks cells. The Nietzscheans deliberately kept the rooms dark in order to give the prisoners a feeling of disorientation.

Beka was still unconscious when Head Uber came into her cell. Head Uber shook his head. These two humans were such inferior and fragile specimens. The Nietzschean decided that his female prisoner was satisfactorily tied up in the same manner as her would-be rescuer.

An hour later Harper and Beka woke up in their respective cells. Each one glanced around the room, looking for the other. Head Uber and his goons were the only ones to greet them.

The guards watched over Beka like hawks. Even with her blurred vision, Beka could tell they were just itching to get their grubby paws on her. They were growling and smiling at her the whole time.

Head Uber decided to start his little chat session with Harper, since the engineer was a new arrival. "Welcome my little Kludge. Feeling a little sore are we?"

Harper glared at the Nietzschean, but resisted the urge to make one of his trademark smart remarks and kept silent. The engineer had been through this situation before and now was sizing up his captor.

"What? You have nothing to say, not even your name?" Head Uber snarled as he put a boneblade up to Harper's throat.

Harper bit his tongue, forcing himself to remain silent. His Nietzschean captor scowled and made a razor thin cut along the engineer's throat. Harper now had a cut to match Beka's.

Head Uber backed turned around and grabbed two electrical cords that were plugged in to the socket in the left wall. The Nietzschean turned on the electrical switch before bringing the cords within inches of Harper's body.

"Now Kludge, what is your name and what are the names of your rebel friends?" Head Uber demanded with a growl.

"Bite me Uber!" Harper yelled, against his better judgment.

The Nietzschean Uber used his boneblades to rip open Harper's shirt. The raw ends of the two electrical cords were placed against Harper's exposed chest, causing the mudfoot to jerk violently against the electrical shock.

I definitely remember this and it still hurts big time, Harper thought to himself.

Head Uber laughed heartily. How Harper hated the Nietzschean laugh. They all sounded the same. Just like the laugh of the Alpha that killed his parents.

The Nietzschean grabbed Harper's hair, jerking his head back. "Are you ready to talk to me Kludge and give me the answers I require?"

Harper merely looked the Uber in the eyes and spit in his face. Head Uber flinched, and then brought the electrical cables closer to the engineer. The mudfoot gritted his teeth and prepared for a second shock.

This second shock lasted longer until Harper blacked out into unconsciousness again. Head Uber let a grunt of annoyance. "You pathetic Kludge; you can't even last more than a couple minutes through one of my sessions."

In her cell Beka waited for the Nietzschean Uber to return. The whole time she was mentally berating herself for letting Harper get captured. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. The whole mission went to pot. She imagined all the things the Ubers were doing to her friend. It just wasn't fair. Tears of frustration streamed down the blonde pilot's face. She didn't care if the Ubers saw her crying. She didn't care if she showed them weakness. Beka now was willing to just let Head Uber kill her, ending things for good.

Head Uber came back to her cell in time to see Beka's tears. "What's the matter Space Princess? Can't you take our Nietzschean line of questioning?"

"Oh I can take it just fine Uber. You better not hurt my friend or there won't be a big enough rock for you to crawl under," Beka answered in a voice that was now barely audible.

The Nietzschean Uber's ears were sensitive enough to hear the spacer's reply and slapped her with the back of his hand. As her head jerked to the side, Beka could see the door to cell slowly open. Beka didn't let on what she was witnessing; she continued to stare at the Nietzschean.

Head Uber was now seething with rage. "That is not an answer I will accept. Who and where are the rest of your Kludge friends?"

"We're right here Uber. So go ahead and try something stupid. It'll make my day,' Alfie said from outside the cell doorway.

Two other humans were with Alfie and all three had gauss guns pointed at Head Uber. The two Nietzschean guards that had been stationed outside the cell were lying unconscious on the floor.