Conscript: Star Defenders Book One by Pamela Stewart

Author:Pamela Stewart [Stewart, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Space Opera, young adult teen, Science Fiction, friendship
Publisher: Pamela Stewart
Published: 2019-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The air rebooted my brain, and I was ready for a fight. My only feeling, only desire, my sole purpose in life at that moment was to find whoever was in charge and fillet them alive, at least verbally...maybe more.

I stripped out of my spacesuit, tossing it on the ground, ignoring the bots with their flailing appendages, and ran out of the bay. The bots didn’t seem to know what had happened. The red lights flashed, and the alarm continued to sound. I didn’t care. I was on a mission to find whoever set up this deathtrap for the crewmen. My crewmen. My friends.

My chip flashed my itinerary, letting me know that I should be at my duty station. I wanted to take it off and chuck it at the wall but resisted the urge.

I’d make it to the captain, and maybe snag some weapons and take out whoever got in my way.

My thoughts full stopped at that.

That was rebel talk. That was anarchist talk. But I now understood how our ancestors must’ve felt back when we had first colonized. Back during the second Dark Age, when everyone was out for blood, and no one worked together. But we had learned to overcome our selfish desires. Or so it seemed.

The military said all the right things, and all the promos advertised the entire Axis was one. The top brass implied that we were all in this together, but it didn’t feel that way. Not when they tried to burn us alive and left us to be laser cannon fodder with a hard locked station and malfunctioning equipment.

I stomped down the hall to the lift. I should’ve asked Dax and Amelie to get the rest of them to the med bay. But they would think of that. I’d been so focused on finding the turds in charge that I had forgotten everything.

The form of an officer with two security guards grew closer. It was the captain. Coming from where I’d come from. Why had he been there? Had the alarms drawn him...? From the command deck? He strode down the center of the hall, shoulders back, an imposing figure, as usual.

The closer he got, the bigger he appeared. He was a giant of a man. I felt like a small child next to him. But my fury still tightened every tendon in my body. I didn’t care who he was or what power he had over me. I turned from the lift and matched his stride, marching toward him. “Captain, we need to talk.”

The two officers flanking him shot me incredulous wide-eyed stares, as if I’d put a noose around my neck and jumped from a chair.

Any coherent thought burned away by the red veil of rage and the bubbling in my veins.

“I need to speak with you as well, Crewmen Volante,” he said as calmly, as if ordering morning pancakes. “Come with me to my chambers, and we can speak...in private.” His usually low voice lifted to overcome the sirens that were still pounding.

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