orbit, in which case my mission will be near impossible to accomplish.
The main hatch opens and three men walk out of the ship. Two of them are armed, and in military grade bio-suits like mine. The third man in the middle looks familiar. I narrow my eyes and observe his shape and motion; six feet five, broad shoulders, thick arms and thighs, and I realize there is only one arbitron I know with that shape, and it is Ra Argadus, the father of Hanther, my woman.
“Well well.” I say to myself in my regular low-pitched voice.
The three arbitrons walk into the pyramid.
I shift my view back to the ship; my prize. There is no one outside, but I can be sure there are at least two men inside. I double the number, prepared for the worst. It’s not a question of whether I will be able to take the ship, but a question of how many people I’m going to have to kill to get it.
I scan the perimeter again and again to make sure there is nobody outside. There are cameras and motion sensors around the pyramid, but the sensors were disabled right before the ship landed. They have all these security measures, but they don’t expect anything to go wrong.
I twist my neck and rub my palms together. I’m about to do something I’m going to enjoy, something I haven’t been able to do in three years, I am about to dance with no more than a five inch laser-blade knife and my skills. I drop off the obelisk, my ragged cape flapping above my head as I fall. At fifty feet to the ground, I briefly release a force blast from my suit toward the ground, thrusting me up a bit, breaking my drop speed, then I come down at a bearable speed and land on my feet, raising dust around my legs. I cover my head with the hoodie of my cape and walk to the ship. I know they will see me coming, but they won't do a thing about it. It's an off world protocol to stay inside the ship when detected by high-intelligent native life forms with no knowledge of our existence, and in a worst case scenario, the ship will leave the vicinity as fast as possible. But in this case, they won't leave, and I’m really counting on them to stay on protocol and remain inside the ship.
I walk to the hatch and knock. They don’t respond. I knock three times, stop, two times, stop, then five times. It is code for identification in case of tracking and communication failure. I stand back and the hatch hisses open. A man is standing by the hatchway, and he is about to say something, but I don’t wait to hear what he is going to say, I just walk past him into the ship and hit the door button on the wall beside the hatch, and it closes. Now, I am inside the ship, the first and the most difficult step of the invasion.
Inside are four men. Two of them are armed and alert, with their eyes fixed on me.
“Who are you?” one of them asks.
I push down the hoodie and reveal my face. Just as I imagined, they are surprised to see me.
“ Cyders Kaige? ” says the second armed soldier, his eyes wide open. “But you’re supposed to be dead .”
“But I aint. I been stuck here three earth years, and it’s time to go home.”
The man standing by the hatchway is now standing in front of me. “Cyders, it is really you. We mourned you. We thought you were dead.”
I take a good look at his face, trying to confirm who I think the voice belongs to. He is Vask Autrazthak, the other man in love with Hanther. “Vask,” I say.
Vask is a highly respected man on Arbitrus, and even I cannot deny that he has my respect. He was responsible for stopping several wars we would have fought in the past. In my world, we call that heroic. But we had a problem. He was in love with Hanther Sunhide, the daughter of Ra Argadus, but she was in love with me.
Back then, I was reckless. I go out every day doing dangerous things, not caring much about my life, but I was damn good enough to make it back home every time. I didn’t care about anything, I didn’t believe in love, but she didn’t care. She saw me
The main hatch opens and three men walk out of the ship. Two of them are armed, and in military grade bio-suits like mine. The third man in the middle looks familiar. I narrow my eyes and observe his shape and motion; six feet five, broad shoulders, thick arms and thighs, and I realize there is only one arbitron I know with that shape, and it is Ra Argadus, the father of Hanther, my woman.
“Well well.” I say to myself in my regular low-pitched voice.
The three arbitrons walk into the pyramid.
I shift my view back to the ship; my prize. There is no one outside, but I can be sure there are at least two men inside. I double the number, prepared for the worst. It’s not a question of whether I will be able to take the ship, but a question of how many people I’m going to have to kill to get it.
I scan the perimeter again and again to make sure there is nobody outside. There are cameras and motion sensors around the pyramid, but the sensors were disabled right before the ship landed. They have all these security measures, but they don’t expect anything to go wrong.
I twist my neck and rub my palms together. I’m about to do something I’m going to enjoy, something I haven’t been able to do in three years, I am about to dance with no more than a five inch laser-blade knife and my skills. I drop off the obelisk, my ragged cape flapping above my head as I fall. At fifty feet to the ground, I briefly release a force blast from my suit toward the ground, thrusting me up a bit, breaking my drop speed, then I come down at a bearable speed and land on my feet, raising dust around my legs. I cover my head with the hoodie of my cape and walk to the ship. I know they will see me coming, but they won't do a thing about it. It's an off world protocol to stay inside the ship when detected by high-intelligent native life forms with no knowledge of our existence, and in a worst case scenario, the ship will leave the vicinity as fast as possible. But in this case, they won't leave, and I’m really counting on them to stay on protocol and remain inside the ship.
I walk to the hatch and knock. They don’t respond. I knock three times, stop, two times, stop, then five times. It is code for identification in case of tracking and communication failure. I stand back and the hatch hisses open. A man is standing by the hatchway, and he is about to say something, but I don’t wait to hear what he is going to say, I just walk past him into the ship and hit the door button on the wall beside the hatch, and it closes. Now, I am inside the ship, the first and the most difficult step of the invasion.
Inside are four men. Two of them are armed and alert, with their eyes fixed on me.
“Who are you?” one of them asks.
I push down the hoodie and reveal my face. Just as I imagined, they are surprised to see me.
“ Cyders Kaige? ” says the second armed soldier, his eyes wide open. “But you’re supposed to be dead .”
“But I aint. I been stuck here three earth years, and it’s time to go home.”
The man standing by the hatchway is now standing in front of me. “Cyders, it is really you. We mourned you. We thought you were dead.”
I take a good look at his face, trying to confirm who I think the voice belongs to. He is Vask Autrazthak, the other man in love with Hanther. “Vask,” I say.
Vask is a highly respected man on Arbitrus, and even I cannot deny that he has my respect. He was responsible for stopping several wars we would have fought in the past. In my world, we call that heroic. But we had a problem. He was in love with Hanther Sunhide, the daughter of Ra Argadus, but she was in love with me.
Back then, I was reckless. I go out every day doing dangerous things, not caring much about my life, but I was damn good enough to make it back home every time. I didn’t care about anything, I didn’t believe in love, but she didn’t care. She saw me
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