Knight in Cyber Armor by Bard Constantine

Author:Bard Constantine [Constantine, Bard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BWB Publishing
Published: 2018-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Jett woke up in a prison.

His heart exploded into overdrive at awakening inside a sealed pod just large enough to hold him. He tried to move but was confined by a heavy covering of plaster that completely enveloped him up to his neck. No matter how frantic his movements, he was trapped tighter than a rabbit in a snare.

"Ah, you're awake."

A man approached and stood over the sight glass of the pod. He was mid-sixties, athletic build, silver-haired. His face was carved lines and rigid angles, the face of a man who gave orders and expected them to be obeyed. Jett recognized him immediately. William Golding, the man that had placed him in hibernation after the Hellrazors died. But that was in the past.

Jett licked his lips, trying to battle the fear that tried to claw out of his chest. It was impossible. He couldn't still be in the stasis lab. Couldn't have dreamed the entire few months of his life.

"You might be experiencing some disorienting effects. Do you know where you are?"

Jett blinked. The voice was different. He narrowed his eyes. The man standing over the pod didn't look anything like William Golding. He was much younger, in his early thirties. Neatly combed blond hair. Tailored dress shirt and slacks. He was confined to a hovering version of a wheelchair. Jett remembered where he had seen the man before.

"You were at the funeral. You, the woman, and the old man."

The man in the hoverchair smiled. "So you were watching us. I never suspected. Guess I'm not as incognito as I thought. My name is Arthur Milton. I'm sure you have many questions. Why don't I let you out of the med tank, and we can talk."

He pulled up a screen on his holoband and tapped a digital keypad. Jets hissed inside the pod, and the plaster substance instantly liquefied into milky liquid, disappearing down the drain at the bottom. Jett nearly gasped from the rush of air that raised goosebumps on his skin. He slowly emerged, shivering in his wet boxer shorts. He paused, inspecting his body for injuries. To his surprise, the visible bruises were faded as if weeks after the savage beating.

"How…long was I in there?"

"Two days. Your jaw was fractured, cheekbone and nose broken, four ribs cracked, and bruised from head to toe. Pretty amazing, isn't it?" Arthur gestured to a nearby door. "In the bathroom are a clean change of clothes. I took the liberty of burning yours. They were filthy. Shower and dress. We'll talk afterward."

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One side of his face was discolored, still tender. A purple crescent bruise hugged his right eye. He wondered how he looked before the med tank.

Must have been pretty awful.

He'd seen similar Accelerated Healing Process Pods in his own time but had never experienced the process. The AHPPs were reserved for those who could afford the luxury. Back then it would have taken weeks to recover from the damage he'd received. Obviously, they had been improved over time.

He felt better after showering and dressing in a long-sleeved knit shirt and cargo pants.

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