Chronicles of a Space Mercenary by Ronald Wintrick

Author:Ronald Wintrick [Wintrick, Ronald]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: science fiction, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), Fiction, Action & Adventure
Publisher: Ronald Wintrick
Published: 2012-01-06T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

The one thing I did like about going into a doc, when it was necessary, was that one minute you are going in, and the next, at least to the senses of the one affected, you are coming back out again, with no recollection of the time spent within. When I awoke I had to think about it for a moment before I was sure this was the tail end of the operation and not still just the beginning. It was like taking a nap sometimes, you aren’t even sure you had fallen asleep, until you looked at the clock. There was no clock inside the doc but I remembered the needle prick. I wouldn’t still be awake after that, so this had to be the end. Prick in the arm, eyes closed, eyes opened, it was over. Even as I considered this the end of the doc opened and I was assailed by brilliant light. Then I was sliding out.

The clarity of the light was affecting me strangely. Everything was clearer somehow, than I ever remembered. More acute, as if my vision was now different. They seemed to adjust out of the darkness more swiftly than I could ever remember them doing before. The brightness of the light only bothered me for a moment and then the discomfort was gone and I was seeing normally.

I got off the retractable table in a sinuous movement that startled me with my own grace and ease. I felt coordinated and strong, terrible, powerful, deadly.

I have always considered myself fast, coordinated and strong, but this was new and amazing. I stretched and moved through two complicated Katas as the two Kievor technicians warily looked on. I thought I could fight an enraged Kirisha lizard with my bare hands and win handily. Whatever else happened, I was keeping the autonomous reflexes I had just been given. I might even keep the fangs my tongue now encountered. I had never, ever, felt so alive.

“I begin to see why these Alartaw feel so superior.” I said, but I wasn’t expecting an answer because the two Kievor now in the room (I had no idea if they were the same who had been before) were no longer wearing the disc neck translators.

“They are a very dangerous species, in every aspect of the word dangerous.” The Kievor closest to me said, startling me. The Kievors speech always startled me anyway. You just didn’t expect speech from an animal that reminded you of dinner on the hoof. The way their lips had to twist around crazily to form the words. Plus they had not been speaking Galacta when I had gone under.

“How long was I out?” I asked, but before the Kievor could answer the second doc opened and Tanya began to slide out. Or at least what I had been expecting as Tanya.

If I had thought Tanya beautiful before, she was now twice so. She flowed from the table like water, all grace and prowess and confidence, reminding me of a big cat more than a biped.

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