Perry Rhodan NEO: Volume 5 [Complete] by Frank Borsch Christian Montillon

Author:Frank Borsch, Christian Montillon
Language: eng
Format: epub

19.

July 28, 2036

The Alien

From a hill near Terrania, she watched the ship’s descent. A disused trench gave them visual cover. They didn’t need more than that. A casual observer would have had no reason to mistrust her apparent humanity.

The thundering ceased as the impulse drives went offline. Carried by the anti-grav projectors, the ship silently glided to the ground. For the humans, the ship’s arrival was no doubt a surprise, even a shock. Not for her. Her reconnaissance ship’s Positronic had given her advance notice. Her own craft was hidden in a secure location until she needed it, but she kept in contact with it via an encrypted com link.

The recon vessel was spaceworthy; it was an autonomous unit outstripping anything the humans had to offer. Still, it wasn’t enough. If she wanted to leave this system, she needed a vehicle that could go beyond light speed, which the recon craft could not. She had to find another route back to civilization.

The Terrans were not that route. Not for her. Thora and Crest had pursued that course; Crest had very nearly paid for that decision with his life. Humans had put him on trial, meaning to execute him. That hadn’t happened. But Crest had been lucky; nothing more. This planet was boiling over. Everyone, humans were going for each other’s throats. Throwing one’s lot in with them meant taking an incalculable risk.

Beyond that, she had tasted more than enough of Thora’s unbearable arrogance. The da Zoltral would never lose her conceited nature, even if Crest did temper her once in a while. The old man was too weak to assert himself against Thora on a longer term basis.

Only a few meters separated the spindle ship from the ground now. The Fantan? An option, yes. A last, desperate one. When all others were exhausted. She could do without ending up as Besun.

And she hadn’t exhausted her options yet. She called up the current scanner data the recon craft was sending her. The large Fantan ship was generating a multitude of five-dimensional impulses. An opaque mesh, a tangle, that made it easy to overlook what really mattered.

She masked out the Fantan ship. A single five-dimensional energy impulse remained. It was weak, below the threshold of the Fantan scanner. The recon craft’s high-performance scanner detected it, if only barely. The impulse kept disappearing, flickering in and out.

The impulse came from the desert. It was an impulse that couldn’t originate from human technology. It was her chance, her way out.

As the Fantan ship’s landing struts touched the ground, she climbed out of the trench. She got onto the motorcycle that she had stolen from a human and headed out into the desert. A trail of stirred-up sand rose up from her vehicle.

No one took any notice of her.

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