Born Hard Again: Book Three of the Future Remembered Chronicles by Unce Bo

Author:Unce, Bo [Unce, Bo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-07T18:30:00+00:00

End of Prologue

"Where the heck is this place? Are you sure this is the right lake?" Alphonso whined after several hours of circling the great ice sheet of old lake Erie. "I don't see any tracks in the snow or ice."

"You can't read heat signals or anything beneath the ice?" I asked incredulously as I looked over the vast array of high tech sensors and doo-dads decorating the GMS' cockpit.

Alphonso flexed various muscles on his arms and hands that should not have existed as he interfaced with the warship he was piloting. He shook his head.

"Either there's nothing there, or there's some kind of interference," he told me. "I can't see anything. I can't even see the big robot monster we fought. It doesn't make sense."

I shrugged and scratched my head with Bronson. Nothing in my life made sense.

"TK!" I finally worked up the nerve to reach out to her telepathically. I braced myself for what I might receive in return. More than a full day had passed since I last talked to her. Twenty four hours of being trapped in that cave with the crowd of naked, hairy, middle-aged men. I had not slept since we had last interacted. I wondered if the same was true for her.

"P-Preston," TK's tired and weak mental voice reached back to me. She sounded very far away. "Oh, Preston. Is it really you?"

I felt terrible. How could I have allowed TK to suffer even a moment longer than she absolutely must? Why had I made her wait while Alphonso surgically enhanced himself?

"We're here, TK! Marcus is all fixed up. Alphonso is... well, different. We have guns and a spaceship!" I thought to her, excitedly.

"Why... why are you telling me this? Why don't I see you?" TK quizzed me. "Where... are you?"

"We, uh... we can't find you," I admitted sheepishly.

"What?!" TK shot back. "Preston Chesticles!"

Suddenly, inspiration struck. "I have an idea," I thought to her.

"Alphonso," I enlisted the help of the Vice-Admiral. "Shoot the ice."

"Huh? Why?" Alphonso asked. "Where should I shoot it?"

"Just shoot anywhere. So I can ask TK if she can hear it. If we're close, she should be able to hear the blast," I smugly explained my logic.

"Wow, Preston. That's pretty smart!" Alphonso was clearly impressed. "Okay, here, I'll do it!"

Unceremoniously, Alphonso grasped at a small joystick by his right leg and fired off a missile towards the surface of the ice. A single, long plume of white smoke spoke to the trajectory of the projectile as it zipped into the thick ice shelf. While the rocket itself was small, the explosion it created was very large.

"Ahhhhh!" TK mentally screamed.

"What? What happened? Are you okay?" I thought back.

"The whole room just blew up, Preston! It's caving in down here! Help!" she cried out to me.

"Fuck," I thought to myself. So much for my brilliant idea.

"Are we close?" Alphonso asked me. "Did she hear it?"

"Uh, yeah," I nodded. "We're close."

From the window of the cockpit, I could see the surface of the ice was fracturing and collapsing.

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