Day 283 – Dark Stars: Quake, Part Three – Short Story

The Players so far..

Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.

Gadamrie, a Golden Priestess in the Dark Collective, who before the federation came to power boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive.

Syin-To-Twenty-Seven (Sin), Betha’s sentient companion, through the link they share Sin can control and communicate between Betha and Zander, as well as accessing and sometimes controlling other forms of technology.

Touvler, Zander’s right hand man and Betha’s co-pilot, Touvler along with two others joined Zander when he defected from the United Federations to the Dark Collective.

General Salidazar, an officer in the Dark Collective, who’s loyalties, may lie somewhere else.

High Priestess Dankika, leader of the Dark Collective, a maker, a being who exists across multiple realities.

High Lord Quinn, Commander for the United Federation, and a Quadrapled, a slang term for a clone. Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.

President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.

Last time on Dark Stars

Zander and the crew of Betha find themselves requested by the High Priestess, once touching down, he comes face to face with General Salidazar, who has other plans for Zander. Gadamrie intervened spoiling his plans, as the High Priestess arrived and attempted to quell the already explosive situation, to, no positive end, until…

And so, we continue…

“Today, you are lucky, tomorrow, might be different,” she says, as she release her grip, and allows him to topple backwards onto the ground, she turns to Danakia and in unison, all twelve bow. “Your highness,” she says with a wry smile, before boarding Betha.

“Zander, I still require your attendance,” Danakia yells out.

“Blow it out your gas pipe, we’re heading home, like in the plan,” Zander replies, as he turns and heads up the ramp.

“This involves your unborn child,” she says quickly, Zander stops on the walkway and slowly turns his head towards her, before slowly looking over to Gadamrie, then back to Danakia.

“I’m sorry, I think you’ve got me confused for someone who cares what you have to say,” Zander says, his hands clenched into fists.

“Then, why are you still standing on the platform, and not leaving me to, as you said, blow it out my gas pipe?”

“Sarcasm, is something I rarely hear from you,” Zander says, as he looks back over to Gadamrie once again, and he nods his head, “You want to talk to me, then, they come with me, and Salidazar, stays the hell away!”

“You are in no position…”

“Then screw you,” Zander says, as he turns and walks back up the ramp.

“WAIT!” Danakia yells out, as Zander smiles to himself before turning around once more. “Salidazar stays, but, they may come, but, only the female, not the male,” she says, point to Gadamrie.

Zander laughs, “If Salidazar stays, Touvler comes as well.”

“This is not a negotiation, the inform…”

“If this isn’t a NEGOTIATION, why the hell are we negotiation?” Zander says, as he turns once more and continues again, up the ramp.

“You humans are stubborn!” Danakia yell.

“Why do you think we’re almost extinct?” Zander says as he reaches the top of the ramp.

“Okay Kane, bring you’re Sumarian.”

He smiles broader this time, turning, and clapping his hands together, “See, and you said this wasn’t a negotiation.”

“SIR,” Sin’s voice screeches into his head.

“OW!” Zander yells, slamming a palm against the side of his head.

“Sorry, I require you’re presence in the communication room, we have, a strange signal looping into Betha and my systems.”

“Can it wait? Danakia has info…”

“Sir, I am sorry, but, the information, to some level, involves the High Priestess, and, yourself, information, that Betha and I believe you shoul…”

“Can you patch it through the interlink?”

“Well, yes, of course, but…”

“Do it, and let me make my mind up.”

“Yes, well, give me a moment,” Sin says, as Zander stands silently at the top of the ramp.

“Kane? Are you listening to me?” Danakia asks.

He holds up a hand in answer, “One minute sweets, I’ve got something happening that requires my…” He stops mid sentence as the messages plays over his interlink.

“Zander, I know this is going to be hard to believe, but, it’s all true, everything, I’m you, well not you exactly, another version from another reality, another timeline, but that’ll all have to wait because none of that matters right now. What matters is you don’t let them know about the child, no matter what you have to do, hide it from them, all, it’s important… Don’t trust the  High Priestess, she’s something more than you know, a maker, a first, some crazy cross dimensional being who wants your child of dead, so you have to stop her, come to the coordinates twelve, eighteen dot b, nine, eight, dot L two, three, two, dot D three, three, three, two dot twenty-seven and you’ll see I’m telling the truth. And while you’re at it, kill that weasel Salidazar, he a traitor and deserves it.”

For a few moments he stands in silence, his mouth open, his eyes, wide.

“H-H-How in the hell?” He mutters.

“That is currently unknown sir,” Sin replies.

“How legit is it?”

“Well, if you are asking if the voice is yours, both Betha and myself have matched it to your own, without fault.”

“So, so it’s one hundred percent on the money?”

“If you are saying, should we believe what you are telling us? We do not have the answer for that.”

“That’s good enough, shut the door,” he says as he looks over to Gadamrie, who tilts her head to the side, as she tries to read what he is thinking, then, her eyes widen, as he pulls his blaster free and fires a shot into Saladizar’s skull.

 

TO BE CONTINUED

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Matthew Tonks

People are surprised when reading Matthew’s stories that he’s a sane forty something year old, happily married, father of one, employed full time and dream of dark disturbing things that any sane person would never even contemplate thinking of. But it's true, he’s toyed with writing for most of his adult life, but has always found the peg a writer must fit into is not the shape he wished to be. His writing can be described as lamenting, long, concussive (yes it smashes you in the head), compulsive, and stuffed with rhythmic communication and violence, let’s not forget the violence. His own opinion on his writing is this, “You see, I don't just want the words to seep into your mind, but into your soul, showing you images of blood and beauty through, volatile language, violence, sex, love and sin. My muse takes different shapes, and every now and then you can see her shining her wicked smile in some of my stories, tempting you with her promises, but ripping your heart out instead.” So have a look, and take a seat in my wayward ride, as you join me while I purge through, this twisted road of madness.

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