Space Cruiser Musashi by Dean Chalmers

Author:Dean Chalmers [Chalmers, Dean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Military, Space Fleet, Space Opera, Teen & Young Adult, Lgbt
Amazon: B01DLHCVQE
Publisher: Aon Forge
Published: 2016-03-29T04:00:00+00:00

28

Sivarek and Xon examined the remains of the Valorian ship.

Sivarek had expected to find twisted metal and hull plating, the bulky skeleton of a small starship…

But what remained was mostly a large black puddle of some kind of nano-ooze. Only a small, skeletal frame of strange gray, bony material remained standing in the puddle; the frame itself was much smaller than the ship had been when intact.

I thought that I knew starships, that I could feel some kinship with any machine, Sivarek thought.

But I don’t even know what this thing is… Or was.

“So, you're saying it's... dead?” he asked Xon. “What about the crew?”

“Those three Templars were the entire crew,” the doctor said. “They don’t need more for a ship of this size. Valorian ships are symbiotic with the Templar warriors that pilot them. And this piece here—this skeleton, if you will—is the key.” He gestured towards the gray framework.

Sivarek's cyborg eyes scanned across the EM spectrum...

Nothing.

“I can't get any recognizable readings. What's it, um… made of, anyway?”

Xon shrugged. “I don't know; I’m not a Templar. I doubt they really understand it, either. To them, this technology is a gift from God.”

Sivarek placed a filament-webbed hand onto the frame. Perplexed, he tried the other one as well.

I have no idea what this is. The Engineer’s Guild never taught me—even they must not even have knowledge of such materials.

“How can they possibly make this?” he asked.

Xon closed his eyes and recited: "And when the world had become too corrupt, those faithful whom God had blessed with his sight left in their Ark, The Valor. Returning to distant Eden, they found the lost weapons of Angels..."

Sivarek looked at him strangely, but Xon was lost in memories.

“Uh...” Sivarek said, “maybe we should go see if Seutter's had any luck back at the camp?”

The emergency camp had been set up on a grassy expanse by the side of a small lake. Lieutenant Reynard was directing the erection of the dome-like shelters which would be their home until rescue came.

Graham Seutter sat on a cylindrical chair whose base conformed to the uneven terrain. He examined one of the gauntlets from the Valorian armor as Sivarek and Xon approached.

Don’t want to offend him again, Sivarek thought.

Ok, just keep it concise and professional…

“So, uh, Mister Seutter,” Sivarek asked, “did you find anything, uh...”

Seutter smiled coldly. “Did I crack the secrets of Valorian technology with my psychic powers? No,`fraid not. The gauntlets project their will and redirect energy, while the headbands they wear under their helmets amplify Psionicism and route it to the gauntlets.”

He picked up a slim headband of gray ceramic material and showed it to Sivarek. “It's incredibly simple, and I can't even begin to explain how it works.”

“Nor can I,” Xon said. “But I do know that the bands also provide a connection to the shared Valorian consciousness.”

Seutter shrugged. “Your point?”

“My point is that what one knows, they all know. More Templars are certainly on their way. If you eavesdropped on them, we might be better able to prepare.

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