Shayla and E00 sat and looked into space while the wind died away. She stroked her index finger between the fingers of her other hand, rubbing harder and harder until the agony forced her to concentrate. Her tired mind fought to form logical ideas, to focus on something, to devise a strategy. Her mind was plagued by images of the purple eyes.
“Shayla, I know what you are thinking, but you can’t simply stroll in that area,” E00 stated, his robotic voice disturbing her train of thoughts. “There are beta and gamma radiations that can harm your body irreparably.”
“I have to. I need to see with my own eyes that there is nothing left, that his existence has ended.” Shayla paused, gasping for air. “He's reckless, sure, but I can’t believe he would throw his life away. At some point, he mentioned something about a self-preservation instinct embedded at the core of his species.”
Shayla came to a complete stop. Even though her lungs resisted, she needed to breathe in. Her heart raced as if she was still in the thick of a shootout. Her perplexity was heightened by her shallow breathing, to the point that she couldn't make a decision.
The rusty body of E00 stood tall in front of her as Shayla didn’t even try to stand. The robot’s eyes reminded her of Tejeda and that made her muscles twitch and look away.
"I'll go get him," E00 said. "But, for the time being, I'd like you to get inside the shuttle and stay there. Even though the amount of radiation here is smaller than in the hypocenter of the explosion, you are still at risk after extended exposure. The shuttle was far enough away that it was not destroyed, although it may have been damaged. Nonetheless, its construction should remain intact and offer you adequate protection."
“Get him?” Shayla mumbled. That was the single thing she heard from E00’s speech. Was he implying that Tejeda lived?
"I am not implying," E00 answered her unspoken question. "I am saying it. I can feel him. But he is different. I didn’t want to tell you this because I was afraid you would run to him and that area is too dangerous."
“Different how?” Shayla asked, not interested at all about E00’s worries.
“He is dazed. A darkness is rising against him, harsh and powerful, flooding over his conviction until nothing but that darkness would remain. His only lingering thought is about the need for the right body and the right lie for him to be anyone, but never himself.”
Shayla darted toward the dome. The pile of rusty metal that made up E00’s body stood in her path. "Shayla, I said I would go and you get inside the shuttle. I can get to him faster than you as I know exactly where he is."
Her hands fell on her sides. “Ok, I will go to the shuttle. But what about you? Will you be ok?”
"Of course, radiation can’t hurt my metal body. And as an energy being, I can feed off any kind of energy, including radiation. This will only make me stronger."
"When you come back, you should tell me more about what an energy being is." Shayla gave a sad smile before going to the shuttle. ‘Bring him safely to me,’ she thought, knowing that E00 could pick that up.
The ground zero was burnt down to ashes by the intense burst of thermal radiation. The effects were comparable to a two-second flash from a massive sunlamp. Because thermal radiation travels at nearly the speed of light, the flash of light and heat occurs seconds before the blast wave, much as lightning is seen before thunder is heard.
The debris that remained after the explosion was all jumbled together, making it hard for one to tell what object they came from. The flash of heat that raised to the temperature of a yellow dwarf star rendered everything the same.
E00 went straight to his destination, where he dug through the debris with his metallic hands. His joints were rusty, to say the least, which made his endeavor even harder. But the radiation gave him more juice than he needed to unearth Tejeda, or better said, what was left of him.
The energy being residing inside the robotic construct thought he had seen everything there was in the universe. Feeding on residual cosmic energy for eons while traveling across space, he encountered the most unique species there ever was.
Still, all things considered, Emotions Infinity had never seen something quite as idiosyncratic as now. The pearlescent structure he was now holding in his right hand was not of organic nature. It resembled a bone or a stake made of an unknown, dense material, tougher than E00’s metallic body.
Flattened at one end, the entire length of the object was a complicated network of inlays, which E00 could best compare with a neural network. All the relays converged to the other end of the bone, where it ended in a sharp tip.
E00 would have thought that he was going insane if he wasn’t so certain of the things he was perceiving. That object was giving him the same vibrations as Tejeda did, even though the emotions transcending through it were less complex and of lower intensity.
He couldn’t suppress his curiosity and touched the tip of the bone. This sent an impulse that traveled through the neural network as a flash of sparks from node to node. If E00 wasn’t sure by now that something was alive, he was certain of it now.
As his steps ventured forward to the shuttle, his thoughts were a mess. Eons ago, E00 left behind his corporeal form when he reached ascendence through the psionic path. He lowered his head to stare at the thing in his hand. That being was merely a few steps away from attaining the same level of mastery through the biological way.
E00 decided he would stick to this robotic body if it permitted him to stay close and observe this marvelous being called Tejeda Hajar.
Billions of years ago, a life-supporting planet imploded from its very core. The civilization that used to inhabit it developed weapon technology way above their intellect levels. I say this because technological advancement should be as high as their level of understanding of how to preserve their planet, especially before the process of colonizing other worlds.The debris left after the destruction of that planet, its name lost in time, scattered in multiple directions as the explosion threw them in a perpetual motion. Without friction forces, they kept moving through space. Some were simple masses formed from frozen water from the seas and oceans of the destroyed planet. One of these crashed on Nubilonia.It contained marine diatoms, carbon-based organisms, more specifically microalgae. When the ice melted under the perpetual sun of Nubilonia on the side where it was forever shining, those diatoms extracted silica from the sand in that desert and incorporated it int
The small shuttle took off the moment Shayla inserted the trajectory vector. E00 positioned a hand over the interior hull and leaned in. His energy extended around the vessel, giving it a steady forcefield. “I am ready to absorb anything that comes our way,” he said, sensing Shayla’s readiness as well.“Here goes nothing,” she replied when the ships of the Universal Consensus came into visual range.Tejeda limped to the chair and sat on the chair next to Shayla, studying her dress. “Who am I?”"Ugh, I don't have time for this," she grumbled as she tossed the spoon onto his lap, her gaze fixed on the screen. "Take Carmen and deal with your own shambles as usual."The Nubilae took the spoon and, out of habit, searched for his shirt to polish it. Nevertheless, he hadn't had any since he was naked. Tejeda leaned down and used the hem of Shayla’s dress to make Carmen shine.With a glimmer of delight in his
A silver sky hovered over Sphitt, with shades of grey, orange, and cream lining its high-density rings. The three planetary rings were formed from dust, gas, and ice. I will let you guess which substance created each hue.The Interplanetary Police Headquarters towered over the entire city of Hitarra and beyond. In fact, the building was a town all by itself. The one thousand floors housed all the branches of the police. Also, high-ranking officials lived there with their families and, thus, certain levels were designated for schools, parks, and shops. One could stay there for a lifetime without leaving the Headquarters. The admirals did. Perhaps this was why they were so disconnected from reality.“Beautiful on the outside and wretched on the inside. Exactly like the people living here,” Tejeda whispered to himself as he reached the glass doors.In the color of the Interplanetary Police, the walls were all metallic blue, so polished that Tejeda could
The conference room on the 777th floor didn’t impress Tejeda. It wasn’t his first time being there. Even though the white minimalist decor with a long and narrow table and chairs on each side had an interesting ramification pattern etched on its surface that he loved to explore, nothing could change that the humans there soiled the room with their presence.Grand Admiral Darren Kyel presided over the meeting as usual. He left his spot at the head of the table and extended a hand to Tejeda. The Nubilae looked at it for a few moments before reluctantly shaking it.When the admiral’s other arm stretched and wrapped around Tejeda’s shoulders, the first instinct the Nubilae had was to step back, but the handshake kept him in place. Darren Kyel smiled and turned to the five Interplanetary Police admirals.“For those of you who haven’t met him yet, let me introduce you to Colonel Tejeda Hajar from the Surveillance Unit.”
The Interplanetary Police Headquarters on Sphitt went up through the clouds and pierced the sky. The building also had another part that the citizens of Hittara couldn’t see. Beneath the ground, hundreds of other floors awaited, all the way through the planet’s crust. Most of these were the prison and the interrogation chambers.The heat from the planet's molten core infiltrated the walls, which the higher-ups appreciated. The increased temperature loosened the tongues of the prisoners, unsettling them during the questioning.Shayla sat on a plain metal chair, her wrists bound behind her and her back straight. Because of the dazzling light coming from a crack in the wall, she couldn't see anything in the room. She was tired of answering all the questions they hurled at her.The whooshing of a paper sliding across the table had a nice ring to it. Anything was better than the sound of the voice asking questions all the time. Her fingers touched the doc
With the light shining on them, Steffen's golden eyes gleamed into a vortex of despair. He had been interrogated extensively, and his responses were essentially the same each time. "Allow me to connect to a console, and I will provide you with any information you require."That didn’t work out well for him. The inquisitor was relentless and didn’t want to make things easier for Steffen Madigan, who would rather be called the Jackeye.The prisoner's wrists hurt. His mind searched frantically for the virtual world to which he was used to. This world had no meaning for Steffen. But he realized that in order to go where he wanted to go, he needed to collaborate, at least to some extent.“Listen, we will consider your release if you tell us how you hacked into our database.”“Ok, I will tell you. However, this won’t solve the issues you have,” Steffen shrugged, his blonde curls glued to his cheeks. The scorching heat m
“Home, sweet home!” mocked Tejeda as he entered the meeting room on SCF1.The admirals let him take his own spoils of war, meaning this old junk. The Nubilae thought he would forget the scent of mold and the patched-up walls. This was what he deserved for hoping. Well, he just had to shut off his smell receptors during his next shift.He jumped onto a chair and spun about, waiting for everyone to come in and take a seat. There was only room for seven persons at the table, so one place remained vacant. Tejeda had picked up E00 from the scrap metal junkyard, and their team was nearly complete.Shayla, C1313, Jackeye, E00, and the Interstellar Police officer who had passed Tejeda’s test were all in the room. The hacker and the energy being remained on their feet while the others sat at the table."I don't enjoy speeches, so I will keep this brief," Tejeda said, without pausing the spinning. "This ship is a total wreck. We need to make some
Tejeda’s laughter echoed throughout the room while everyone else stood there in awe at the Interplanetary Police officer. His ears turned to the glorious laughter, still pointing upward. The fur on them waved along with the motion, opening up his cochlea.Shayla turned to Tejeda. “I don’t understand why you are laughing. Can you please explain it to us?”“In a second,” he replied, trying to catch his breath. “I laugh because I imagined the faces of those admirals if they would find out that their outstanding officer who freshly graduated their academy is a Ferali.”Shayla's eyes widened before she returned her attention to their new crew member. Jackeye seemed unconcerned. C1313 stood up and spoke in a solemn, unemotional tone. "One of my directives requires me to notify the superiors. All Ferali are abominations that must be exterminated."“Do you want to make that call and see our friend here destroy