Whisper & Fury: Eydulan Series Book 1

Whisper & Fury: Eydulan Series Book 1 by Mark Brandon Powell

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no goal of where to go. There are a few planets she had wanted to visit, where Knox and Gale had told her stories of their travels. She could start registering for cargo hauls, like she had planned when Knox came up with the idea, but none of that seemed right.
    She could always go back to Bexar Omega, and check in on her family. The last communication said that everything was good there, and the Mars Security Forces had officially stopped looking for the rogue Guild ship that attacked their outpost. More than anything she wanted another person to talk to. Whisper and Fury were great company sure, but it just wasn’t the same some how. It was almost easier to talk to Gravan, who was still in a coma that to the AI’s. Her funds were starting to run low, and her free time was almost up.
    “Gravan, what do you think I should do?” She says aloud, even though she knows he won’t answer. “Today’s my birthday. Another year gone by, and I am now even further away from everything I wanted when I joined the Earth Forces. It sounds silly, but I grew up dreaming about having a wedding, and marrying the man of my dreams. When I was around Mallory, some part of me thought he might be the one. Then he does this to me.” She looks at her hands, and clenches her fists. “I told him, no cybernetics, and that I didn’t care if I died. Of course he probably planned to keep me as an obedient pet or something.”
    She gets out of the chair she was sitting in and begins to pace around the room. She didn’t know why she was telling him all these things, and it was borderline crazy, but it was helping her settle her nerves.
    “It’s funny the ways things turn out. I always told myself that I would never be one of those frontier people. Drifting along, barely making it, and look at me now.” She reaches out and grabs his hand. “Please… wake up, and have the answers I want.”
    “Are you about to have a nervous breakdown?” Whisper asks.
    Kat screams, “Damn it Whisper, why did you have to do that?”
    “Because you are talking to a person who is in a coma.”
    “People do that, they say the body can still hear us and it might be comforting to the coma victim.”
    “Yes, the monkey wants the meat bag to feel better.”
    “Whisper!”
    “Yes, yes. I will leave you alone for now, and go back to reading my romance novels.”
    “How are you getting the money to pay for those?”
    “I’m not, I scour the internet for free downloads. I don’t always understand what is going on, but it’s fascinating.”
    “I bet it is.” Kat lets go of Gravan’s hand and walks for the door herself.
    Gravan mumbles, “Katrice… run… get out of here… leave me.”

Eight

    Kat is sitting down in the medical bay next to Gravan holding his hand. This was her daily routine since she left Bexar Omega. Run around the ship, do maintenance, monitor the net for bounties on her, and talk with Gravan. She was telling him about her time with the Earth Forces, her tours of duty during the rebellion, and her time with Mallory. The last part of her life is a terrible mixture of happy and muddled memories that she can’t trust were of her own choosing.
    “Well, It’s been two months. I wonder why you still won’t wake up.” Kat looks around the room. “Whisper, you’re not recording this again are you?”
    Kat can almost hear a smile in Whispers voice as she replies, “Who, me? Never.”
    “Just leave me alone for a bit.”
    “But it was just about to get good. I have my digital popcorn here and everything.”
    “Please.”
    “Alright, but you’re going to have to tell me how the story ends.”
    “You already know how it ends, I’m right here.”
    “I know that meat bag, but there is no flare, no music to that. It’s just a dull tone, I want the song.”
    “Fine. You can stay, but no comments from the peanut gallery ok?”
    “What’s a peanut gallery?”
    “It’s an old Earth saying, it means stay quiet.”
    “I’m not sure I

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