The Ascension Myth Box Set by Ell Leigh Clark & Michael Anderle

Author:Ell Leigh Clark & Michael Anderle [Clark, Ell Leigh & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-04-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chom-X9, Giles's prison cell

There was a clunk at the door. Giles lifted his head, and looked over his shoulder as he lay on his rack.

He heard the familiar sound of the keypad.

Beep, beep beep… Beep.

Over the last several weeks, he’d contemplated the different keystroke combinations it could have been. Of course, all that would become irrelevant if it wasn’t even a human digit code. It came down to a combination on the array that was easy to reach in the spaced repetition of the beeps.

He sighed, sitting up as the door slid open.

An ugly Zhyn guard, with a face chiseled by years of resentment, stepped into the cell with him. His friend put a foot in the doorway to prevent the door from sliding back.

“You’re up, pretty boy,” he said, holding out the cuffs and neck brace.

Giles shuffled off the bunk, over the metal ledge that dug into his thighs as he moved. He stood up, straightening himself out, ready for his manacles.

He eyed the neck brace. “Is that really necessary?” he asked, more as a test of the dynamic than wanting rid of it. Though it was uncomfortable. And threatening - knowing he could be shocked at any moment.

The guard didn’t answer. He just moved forward and clipped the round frame around his neck like a dog collar. Then he roughly turned Giles around to cuff his hands.

Giles kept his temperament neutral. He knew when to push and when to conserve his energy.

The guard grabbed his ill-fitting shirt, and tugged him towards the door.

“Where are we going today, boys?” Giles asked congenially.

The second guard, who was waiting by the door, responded. “Boss wants to see you up top,” he told him simply.

Giles nodded. “Probably wants my opinion on his next move,” he said nonchalantly, watching for any reactions out of the corner of his eye.

The ugly guard pushed him forward, and followed him out the door, fake laughing. “And why would he want your opinion?” he scoffed.

Giles stopped in his tracks and turned to face the Zhyn. “Why would he keep inviting me up there to talk with him? What do you think we do for all those hours?” He held the guard’s stare, planting the seed of doubt in his tiny brain. Then, a moment before he thought he might be pushing it, he relented and turned on his heels, walking with an air of civility after the second guard.

Point to Kurns, he thought smugly to himself. Oh, yes. I may be the one in physical chains, but at least I’m not chained by my personality and fears.

* * *

There was a beep at the door, and Shaa called for them to enter. Giles was pushed through first, followed by the two meatheads.

“Good day to you, Lord High Marshall Shaa,” Giles started, more for the benefit of the guards than for his relationship with Shaa.

Shaa grunted, and signaled to the seats he had set out. The guards pushed Giles over to them, and he managed to stumble a little ahead and sit of his own volition.

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