New Sky: Eyes of the Watcher by Jason Kent

Author:Jason Kent
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-03-14T22:00:00+00:00

The figure stepped out of the shadows of the observation tower. His robe and billowing pants caught in the ceaseless wind which blew across Transom's wastelands. In the distance, the skipjack called Blade Redeemed lifted off. The ship rose only a few meters before streaking off low over the endless rows of mine tailings. The starship reached the edge of the open pit of the strip mine and disappeared into the gaping chasm.

"Tactically sound departure," the man noted approvingly. He made no move to order those under his command to give pursuit. He did not need to hurry.

Jonte could follow his new prey across all of space. He was a Watcher. One of the Select chosen to commune with the being called Knowl. Through this connection, Jonte could access the infinite wisdom and universal awareness possessed by The Great One.

Having eaten of the fruit of Knowl, Jonte's mind was opened to accept the Knowledge of Good and Evil; to the knowledge of all things.

Until today.

For some reason he could not yet discern, the usual ease with which he tracked the enemies of the Tallinn had been thwarted. Direct knowledge of these humans would not come to him, no matter how deep his trance or how close his connection to Knowl.

The ability of these agitators to hide from Knowl made them dangerous; extremely dangerous. For Jonte, this meant only one outcome to this chase was acceptable, no matter the difficulties he faced.

He looked out over the mining complex and smiled. His quarry escaped, yet he had verified an extremely important fact. Jonte now knew how to track them. If he could not find them through discernment of their actual physical location, Jonte would find them based on the results of their actions. The Watcher found his solution brilliant in its simplicity.

If the damage to the station above or mining facilities before him were any indication, Jonte assumed the task would not prove overly difficult. These people left a wide swath of destruction for him to follow.

Jonte pushed back his hood. The sides of his head were shaved high up over his ears. The remaining swath of silver hair atop the Watcher's head was pulled back in a tight braid which hung down his back. The Watcher's eyes glowed with an inner green luminescence. He tracked the likely path of the skipjack, bemused the ship already had slipped from his normally all-seeing gaze. Jonte contemplated his next move.

Taking his ship to orbit would have been the most likely move for most trackers. Jonte was not the average Tallinn bounty hunter though. Yes, his prey found their way to Transom, most likely from one of the many battles the Watchers were charged to coordinate over the past few hours. The loss of their shuttle, probably due to extreme damage beyond their abilities to repair, and the utter destruction of the landing bay on the station was evidence enough they sought alternate transport. Somehow, the refugees persuaded the Captain of the Blade Redeemed to take them on as passengers.

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