Pete(21)‘Intervention Plan’ (Young adult; adventure/sci-fi) — Peter S.Wall
April 30th 2008 00:38
EIGHTEEN
'End of a Beginning'
The only glimpse Tomas ever had of a Borgz was courtesy of the Daxian communication-screen. Unlike his dog, who’d been up close and almost lost his life. He reached down and gave Bluey a comforting pat on the head. "It's alright mate."
"Now,” Xen said eager to get things moving. “If I have satisfied your curiosity Tomas, the analizer should have compiled the data from Bluey’s bio-chips ready for viewing. Come."
Tomas grinned. It sounded funny having an alien call you by your first name. As he and his dog followed behind, this Earth boy felt a fondness developing for the impressive silver Daxian.
"This should show us the encounter Bluey had with the Borgz. Bio-chips record picture and sound in much the same way as one of your Earth vid….”
"Video camera?" Tomas offered.
"Correct. Only the data, really just sets of electric impulses at that stage, need to be then fed into an analizer so it can be viewed. Look."
Suddenly, they were looking at a crystal-clear picture of the ventilation-shaft back in the mine grounds. Then the scene was moving, fast, suddenly lifting up into the shaft and down. Blackness. The sound of yelping. What appeared like the inside of a washing machine filled with black water. Then the picture cleared, to show the glowing blue of a Borgz habitat.
"A Borgz field-habitat," Xen answered.
The picture shifted. And there was the Borgz. It was pointing something at Bluey. A brilliant flash…then blackness.
Xen turned to Bluey. “Can you remember why you went into the mine,” he asked.
Bluey thought for a moment, but could remember nothing before the blast at all. He did remember something about a rabbit jumping down a mineshaft though. He turned to Tomas for help. “What about that rabbit thing?”
Tomas then told the Daxian about the strange rabbit-thing and Bluey acting weird barking at the ground and stuff when they walked through the Mine.
When Tomas had finished, Xen stood rubbing his silver chin. "Yes, there's little doubt the devil had set about trapping Bluey," he said. “Why, is the question? Borgz are opportunists, they will not travel millions of light-years and risk the wrath of the Alliance for no gain. Obviously, they detected my presence when the ship entered Earth’s system. Yet, they must have some other interest in Earth than just foiling my plans.” Xen shrugged. “No matter, once all the evidence is compiled I should have enough to take to the Alliance and plead a case for monitoring of the activities on Earth."
"Good, it needs monitoring," said Tomas. The idea of powerful aliens watching Earth to make sure it's not destroyed a comforting feeling.
Xen smiled. How right the Earthling was. "So then, my alien friends,” Xen said, “you both have a home to get back to and I have eleven other agents to revert back to their original forms. However, first things first." Xen walked over to the section that held the biological instruments and equipment.
"Will it hurt?" Bluey asked hesitantly.
"For one so brave, I think not," answered Xen. He removed a bio-dartt, equivalent of an Earth syringe and needle. And that's when the ship's sensor-alarm pierced the air. "We have company," Xen said, placing the dartt back in its tray. “Come.”
As one, Tomas following Xen, with Bluey tailing-up the rear they made haste into the flight deck. On the communication screen, a map of the solar system showed a blinking red dot. Only this time, the Borgz star-cruiser was almost upon them.
"Quickly, into your seat,” barked Xen. “You will have to hold on to Bluey, a collision may be inevitable. The Borgz must have lost signal and cannot see us!"
Tomas jumped into the navigator's seat and Bluey leapt straight into his lap. Tomas wrapped his arms around his dog and held him tight. They could now plainly see the huge Borgz star-cruiser heading straight at them.
Xen punched two buttons on the flight controls, the first deactivated the cloaking-shields; the second initiated warp-drive. Under normal conditions, warp-drive would not be activated from a motionless position; flight-speed 4x the speed-of-light is needed to offset dangerous pressures that build inside the antimatter engine. There was no choice, it was flat-jump or be destroyed.
Then no sooner had the cloaking-shields deactivated, than the Borgz ship could be seen slowing. It could see them. Without warning, a pulse of yellow-light burst from somewhere beneath the ship and hurtled in the starship’s direction like a fast moving star—the deadly blast of a sion-pulsar cannon.
The last thing Tomas remembers was the hum from the antimatter engine vibrating inside his head. He had to let go of Bluey and press his hands against his ears. Then there was a loud explosion and everything went black.
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