Skylantern Dragons and the Monsters of Mundor by Scott Taylor

Author:Scott Taylor [Taylor, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Urban Cloud, city in the sky;

The main administration office/the bridge control room:

The bridge officers watched as the small ship prepared to leave the docking port. It was seen on the view screen, the aft thrusters sending out quick, sharp jets of antimatter.

‘Detract mooring clamps’ spoke the com technician.

‘Mooring clamps are detracted, sir’ came the sudden confirmation. ‘Malecarjan’s ship is clear of the docking port.’

Cougar Chuko gave a toothy smile as he glared up at the view screen. He thought of the prisoner in his hold, the ambassador, a VIP of a sort. What a world of opportunity he presented! Why, he thought with a devious flick of his tongue, he could hold the Sinistrom ambassador to ransom. He could make money, more money than the gods themselves. Or perhaps he could make even more money if he just allowed the ambassador to simply die—to die horribly in front of a paying crowd of people! Now this idea had possibilities!

‘That pompous ass!’ Cougar spoke under his breath as he watched Malecarjan’s shuttle speed off into the great blue yonder. ‘I’ll be damned if I’m keeping such an important prisoner around in my dungeons. That is inviting trouble. He wants the ambassador so much let him get his own fancy boy. I have other plans for our…guest.’

Cougar Chuko pressed a button that activated a small video feed. The tiny screen located about his computer station came to life and transmitted a small image. A view of a large room in the lower levels of Urban Cloud presented itself to his gaze. This room was only slightly lit, with straw and what appeared to be gnawed bones littering the floor. Horrific loud groans indicated that the room was indeed occupied by something large, a beast of some description.

‘I believe it is time we put on a little show for our…guest’ he uttered with a grin.

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The ambassador sat in his cell, chained to the wall. These guest quarters were far from adequate, he thought to himself miserably as the guard stood outside, ever primed and ready for the slightest movement, or possible insurgency—as if the force field obstructing the entrance to his cell wasn’t enough.

Tør looked up at the pig-face guard. He wondered if such a creature could be bribed in any way. These Head Hunters were always after gold or money, and the ambassador’s father had plenty to offer.

Alternately he could stage a diversion, and get the guard to be distracted for a moment while he stole the guy’s keys. Ah, what was he thinking? The pig-faced moron was probably so stupid that not even his foul odour was enough to distract him.

The ambassador sat back, folding his arms glumly. No, there was no use at all! He would just have to sit tight until some kind of ransom was paid. No doubt his father would come through for him before long.

In his mind suddenly he could hear the sounds of voices calling out in pain, and then fading into silence. Tør looked around thinking that it had come from an adjacent cell.

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