Tctie said. “For now I’ll stick to speaking like this to others.”
“It’s
less unnerving to those who can’t speak with their thoughts,” Myden said.
“Also, I want you to come and see my at this time every day.”
“I’ll
be here,” Tctie said before bowing his head. “I’ll see you later Myden.”
“To
you as well,” the Grey said as Tctie left.
The
antman made his way to sickbay. When he glanced in the window he saw Kyli
sleeping peacefully in a bed. He walked in and went to her. She opened her eyes
and smiled.
“I
didn’t expect you to come and see me,” she said.
He
clicked his mandibles excitedly. “I’m sorry to let harm come to you.”
“It’s
not your fault,” Kyli said. “Make sure to take care of everyone while I’m in
here.”
“I
will,” Tctie said. “And I’m sorry for being a bother at times.”
“That’s
also not your fault,” Kyli said. “It’s difficult fighting your instincts.”
“True,”
Tctie said. “Take care.”
“You
to,” she said.
Tctie
made his way to the medical lab and watched Mira working on Brian. He felt a
flood of mental activity come from Brian but felt nothing coming from Mira. The
antman shook his head and left. Something is different with her. I can’t
hear her thoughts at all, but her voice sooths my mind. He thought as he
returned to his quarters.
* * *
Brian
felt himself floating again. This time he was in the sea of blue. As the sound
of others came closer he tried speaking, but found he couldn’t. Suddenly, he
found himself watching Myden and the Teacher speaking on a craft of Grey make. The
Teacher’s eyes glowed fiercely red as he writhed in pain. Myden reached out and
touched the human’s head and tried calming his mind, but found he couldn’t. The
Teacher shoved him away and stood one last time.
“Myden,
you know what to do,” the Teacher said. “I have laid the seeds across the span
of Alden. When someone worthy of being the Warrior comes, take care of them.”
“I
will friend,” Myden said.
The
Teacher nodded and smiled one last time as the fire in his eyes covered his
whole body. With a flash of light there was nothing but a pile of dust left on
the floor. Myden knelt and silently made a prayer. As Brian watched the ghostly
image of the Teacher appeared next to him.
“Is
this how you died?” Brian asked.
“Yes,”
the Teacher answered. “I died in agony, but I was at peace.”
“Will
that be my fate?” Brian asked.
“Perhaps,”
the Teacher answered with a funny smile. “But you’ve lived longer than I did,
so maybe you can survive it.”
“From
what I can tell I’m in bad shape,” Brian said.
“But
your eye glows blue, not red,” the Teacher said. “Brian, not all of us will
survive changing into what we should be. You have the unique opportunity to
become something greater than a man. What that is I cannot say because I wasn’t
able to. It was the same with the older races. They found only some of them
could move forward, but with proper modification, all of them were eventually
able to. The Mylor have the power of gravity, the Naerendi the power of the
mind. Each race has the potential for a special power. For humans it is our
dimensional blade. You must survive this transformation and master that power.
The darkness looms greater now than ever and they need someone to lead them.
Now return to your body and live.”
Chapter 9 - Countermeasures
Grigon,
Dreka, Jesela, and Daes joined Veda and Reban in the command center the next
morning. Veda and Reban had collected all the data from the previous battle for
them to review.
“I
don’t have to emphasize how important it is we find a way to detect these new
enemy crafts,” Veda said.
“They’re
a generation ahead of us,” Dreka said.
“Their
weapons are slightly behind ours,” Jesela said.
“But
their accuracy is nothing to laugh at,” Daes said.
“True,”
Jesela said.
“Have
any of you worked on
“It’s
less unnerving to those who can’t speak with their thoughts,” Myden said.
“Also, I want you to come and see my at this time every day.”
“I’ll
be here,” Tctie said before bowing his head. “I’ll see you later Myden.”
“To
you as well,” the Grey said as Tctie left.
The
antman made his way to sickbay. When he glanced in the window he saw Kyli
sleeping peacefully in a bed. He walked in and went to her. She opened her eyes
and smiled.
“I
didn’t expect you to come and see me,” she said.
He
clicked his mandibles excitedly. “I’m sorry to let harm come to you.”
“It’s
not your fault,” Kyli said. “Make sure to take care of everyone while I’m in
here.”
“I
will,” Tctie said. “And I’m sorry for being a bother at times.”
“That’s
also not your fault,” Kyli said. “It’s difficult fighting your instincts.”
“True,”
Tctie said. “Take care.”
“You
to,” she said.
Tctie
made his way to the medical lab and watched Mira working on Brian. He felt a
flood of mental activity come from Brian but felt nothing coming from Mira. The
antman shook his head and left. Something is different with her. I can’t
hear her thoughts at all, but her voice sooths my mind. He thought as he
returned to his quarters.
* * *
Brian
felt himself floating again. This time he was in the sea of blue. As the sound
of others came closer he tried speaking, but found he couldn’t. Suddenly, he
found himself watching Myden and the Teacher speaking on a craft of Grey make. The
Teacher’s eyes glowed fiercely red as he writhed in pain. Myden reached out and
touched the human’s head and tried calming his mind, but found he couldn’t. The
Teacher shoved him away and stood one last time.
“Myden,
you know what to do,” the Teacher said. “I have laid the seeds across the span
of Alden. When someone worthy of being the Warrior comes, take care of them.”
“I
will friend,” Myden said.
The
Teacher nodded and smiled one last time as the fire in his eyes covered his
whole body. With a flash of light there was nothing but a pile of dust left on
the floor. Myden knelt and silently made a prayer. As Brian watched the ghostly
image of the Teacher appeared next to him.
“Is
this how you died?” Brian asked.
“Yes,”
the Teacher answered. “I died in agony, but I was at peace.”
“Will
that be my fate?” Brian asked.
“Perhaps,”
the Teacher answered with a funny smile. “But you’ve lived longer than I did,
so maybe you can survive it.”
“From
what I can tell I’m in bad shape,” Brian said.
“But
your eye glows blue, not red,” the Teacher said. “Brian, not all of us will
survive changing into what we should be. You have the unique opportunity to
become something greater than a man. What that is I cannot say because I wasn’t
able to. It was the same with the older races. They found only some of them
could move forward, but with proper modification, all of them were eventually
able to. The Mylor have the power of gravity, the Naerendi the power of the
mind. Each race has the potential for a special power. For humans it is our
dimensional blade. You must survive this transformation and master that power.
The darkness looms greater now than ever and they need someone to lead them.
Now return to your body and live.”
Chapter 9 - Countermeasures
Grigon,
Dreka, Jesela, and Daes joined Veda and Reban in the command center the next
morning. Veda and Reban had collected all the data from the previous battle for
them to review.
“I
don’t have to emphasize how important it is we find a way to detect these new
enemy crafts,” Veda said.
“They’re
a generation ahead of us,” Dreka said.
“Their
weapons are slightly behind ours,” Jesela said.
“But
their accuracy is nothing to laugh at,” Daes said.
“True,”
Jesela said.
“Have
any of you worked on
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