constantly in the air, occasionally trying to place herself in Mich’s path to slow him down.
“I’m sorry little girl. I really have nothing. I swear…” Mich said again.
Just as soon as he spoke, Mich felt a light sensation in his right pocket and looked down just in time to see a small hand gripping his phone from behind and sliding it effortlessly out of his pants.
The offending boy ran.
Mich cried out, “Hey! That’s mine! Come back here!” and began chasing the little boy.
The boy was fast, and Mich had to run at full speed to keep up. They were jumping over obstacles, and while the boy was weaving through bodies with his small frame, Mich had to push people out of the way to get by.
The boy ran past an old woman with a basket carrying some fruit, and when Mich passed her, the fruit went flying. The lady was left sitting on her rump, screaming and swearing at the pair. Mich had no time to waste and figured that he would apologize later if he could end his ordeal quickly and find the lady again.
The boy ran into the street with Mich ten feet behind. A flying car came rushing towards them and slammed on its air breaks, honking its horn loudly, stopping just inches from running Mich down. Mich held out his palms as if he would’ve somehow been able to stop the vehicle had it actually hit him. His eyes were wide, and he was yelling apologies as he continued to run.
A pair of guards noticed the ordeal, and one of them yelled in a muffled, electronic voice, “You, over there! Stop now!”
Mich continued chasing the boy, and looked behind him to see that the guards were now chasing him as well. He knew that this was going to cause him unnecessary trouble, but recovering his last memories of Earth were far more important than whatever unknown punishment he might endure. He breathed heavily as he struggled to keep up with the youngster.
The boy was fifteen feet ahead when he turned a sharp corner, and Mich started pushing with all his might to catch up. When Mich rounded the same corner at full speed, an arm reached out across his chest, and his feet went flying into the air. His head jolted backwards and for a brief moment, he saw a distant moon hovering in Rashada’s horizon. His head slammed hard against the ground, and everything went completely black.
Chapter Eleven
T amor greeted Kryle Yago with a slap on the back as he exited his ship. “Nice to see you, Kryle. It’s been quite a while since you’ve been to the capital.”
“Yes, it’s been too long. And it’s been too long since I’ve seen my old friend.” Kryle smiled as he placed a hand on Tamor’s shoulder. “How is life serving beside the Queen?”
“It has its ups and downs.” The two started walking to the heart of the city.
“You’re one of the finest warriors in the galaxy, Tamor, and one of the most cunning as well. How can you stay cooped up here on Nerria?” Kryle asked. “You know, the Galactic Council would welcome someone like you.”
“I’m not cut out for politics,” Kryle explained as he shook his head. “The Queen treats me well here. I can rest my tired muscles and eat and drink as much as I want.”
“Hard to argue with that.”
“So what brings you here today?” Tamor asked.
“I have some business with the Queen.” Kryle pursed his lips. “Business regarding the humans.”
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T he Queen smiled . “Lord Yago. So nice to see you.”
“So nice to see you too, my Queen. You’ve grown even more beautiful since the last time I had the pleasure,” Kryle said with a bow.
“You don’t have to flatter me, Kryle. I know you wouldn’t have come to the Queen’s court unless it were for a reason.”
“Yes… I am indeed here for a reason,” Kryle said as he put his hands behind his back. “I’m sure you’ve heard rumors of the rebellion on Rashada.”
“There have been whispers here and there…”
“These are not whispers, my Queen. My spies report that the rebellion is over 100,000
“I’m sorry little girl. I really have nothing. I swear…” Mich said again.
Just as soon as he spoke, Mich felt a light sensation in his right pocket and looked down just in time to see a small hand gripping his phone from behind and sliding it effortlessly out of his pants.
The offending boy ran.
Mich cried out, “Hey! That’s mine! Come back here!” and began chasing the little boy.
The boy was fast, and Mich had to run at full speed to keep up. They were jumping over obstacles, and while the boy was weaving through bodies with his small frame, Mich had to push people out of the way to get by.
The boy ran past an old woman with a basket carrying some fruit, and when Mich passed her, the fruit went flying. The lady was left sitting on her rump, screaming and swearing at the pair. Mich had no time to waste and figured that he would apologize later if he could end his ordeal quickly and find the lady again.
The boy ran into the street with Mich ten feet behind. A flying car came rushing towards them and slammed on its air breaks, honking its horn loudly, stopping just inches from running Mich down. Mich held out his palms as if he would’ve somehow been able to stop the vehicle had it actually hit him. His eyes were wide, and he was yelling apologies as he continued to run.
A pair of guards noticed the ordeal, and one of them yelled in a muffled, electronic voice, “You, over there! Stop now!”
Mich continued chasing the boy, and looked behind him to see that the guards were now chasing him as well. He knew that this was going to cause him unnecessary trouble, but recovering his last memories of Earth were far more important than whatever unknown punishment he might endure. He breathed heavily as he struggled to keep up with the youngster.
The boy was fifteen feet ahead when he turned a sharp corner, and Mich started pushing with all his might to catch up. When Mich rounded the same corner at full speed, an arm reached out across his chest, and his feet went flying into the air. His head jolted backwards and for a brief moment, he saw a distant moon hovering in Rashada’s horizon. His head slammed hard against the ground, and everything went completely black.
Chapter Eleven
T amor greeted Kryle Yago with a slap on the back as he exited his ship. “Nice to see you, Kryle. It’s been quite a while since you’ve been to the capital.”
“Yes, it’s been too long. And it’s been too long since I’ve seen my old friend.” Kryle smiled as he placed a hand on Tamor’s shoulder. “How is life serving beside the Queen?”
“It has its ups and downs.” The two started walking to the heart of the city.
“You’re one of the finest warriors in the galaxy, Tamor, and one of the most cunning as well. How can you stay cooped up here on Nerria?” Kryle asked. “You know, the Galactic Council would welcome someone like you.”
“I’m not cut out for politics,” Kryle explained as he shook his head. “The Queen treats me well here. I can rest my tired muscles and eat and drink as much as I want.”
“Hard to argue with that.”
“So what brings you here today?” Tamor asked.
“I have some business with the Queen.” Kryle pursed his lips. “Business regarding the humans.”
----
T he Queen smiled . “Lord Yago. So nice to see you.”
“So nice to see you too, my Queen. You’ve grown even more beautiful since the last time I had the pleasure,” Kryle said with a bow.
“You don’t have to flatter me, Kryle. I know you wouldn’t have come to the Queen’s court unless it were for a reason.”
“Yes… I am indeed here for a reason,” Kryle said as he put his hands behind his back. “I’m sure you’ve heard rumors of the rebellion on Rashada.”
“There have been whispers here and there…”
“These are not whispers, my Queen. My spies report that the rebellion is over 100,000
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