《Galaxy Wars: The Legacy of Light and Darkness》Chapter 27: Looking for Dora
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James just glanced at Rigo as he didn't know such a thing. He then said:
"Let's go, I will handle the ship and you handle the navigation."
"Affirmative."
James then started the engine of this cruiser as it started to fly slowly towards the sky.
Once they broke free from the gravity of this planet, James then added more speed towards the ship depending upon the double injection fusion system of the engine. After a few minutes, they began to get near the place of the zone.
"Why don't you just use the hyperjump to reach there faster?" Rigo asked with confusion.
James was controlling the direction of the cruiser using small wheel that he gripped by both hands as he replied:
"If you use hyperjump then we will attract unnecessary attention, I know that the ships usually reach there at normal travel speed."
"That would take longer for ships to reach this distant place," Rigo said.
James didn't comment as he started to look at his destination. The special zone of the Terasoras space ship looked like a big cloud of gas and rocks that got hanged between a force field established from at least ten large cruisers.
The scene looked majestic from far, but James was concerned about scanning for Dora's ship. Although she boarded a normal rebel ship, there were no rebels here except for a few.
"It seems we came to the party early," Rigo said with a laugh as there were no strange cruisers or uninvited rebel fleets out there.
"Keep scanning the area for any rebel cruiser, we need to get in contact with that princess before everything gets messy."
"Affirmative."
James then continued to scan all the area around this heavily fortified zone looking for Dora's ship. This was a tedious job as the place was crowded with cruisers from nearly everywhere in the galaxy.
"Why are there so many cruisers coming here to this zone?" Rigo asked casually as he was searching for the princess' cruiser.
"I don't know the specifics of this place, but I smell the presence of the black market here," James answered.
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"Black dealers? That means this zone is an outlaw fort," Rigo said with some interest.
"Indeed, but this is just my hypothesis," James said.
"I hope you are wrong," Rigo said with dejected tone that attracted James attention, who asked:
"Why do you say that? Do you know any info about black market?"
Black market was a secret society that James heard a lot about, but he didn't get any reliable info anywhere even in those old records. Although many of the rogue space adventurers looked like black dealers, they didn't openly acknowledge that.
So he was interested in knowing more about this invisible part of the universe, especially when he was about to venture himself deeply into their business.
"Know any info? I know a lot of info about them, actually they and I have a long history and a deep personal vendetta," Rigo said with strange hatred that James even felt in his words. James looked in question towards Rigo, who added:
"My dear beloved empire was destroyed under their dirty hands and nasty tricks."
James didn't believe Rigo's claims as he said with doubt:
"That's impossible, the Rojedia Empire was one of the strongest in its time, how can some outlaws break it down?"
Rigo kept looking with a melancholic looks towards the far distant zone as he muttered:
"You are making the same mistake we did back then."
"What mistake?" James asked.
"Underestimating them," Rigo then looked towards James as it added seriously, "You mustn't underestimate the power of the black dealers, or else you will lose your life without knowing how."
James didn't take the words of Rigo to the heart; after all he felt the shock of losing the Rojedia Empire must have left a deep wound inside it. James kept scanning the area in silence as well as Rigo, who continued to have a dejected look.
The trade zone of the Terasoras space ship had really hot traffic all the time. During the next hour of their observation, they spotted over ten thousands cruisers entering and exiting the zone.
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Although this number was really huge, they moved smoothly to and fro the zone, and that was due to the unique entrance system of this zone.
To enter there, you will first be allowed to enter the outer gaseous sphere without any restraints where you will be scanned by advanced technology, if you didn't have the entrance code then you would be shot immediately.
The gaseous sphere was very huge, as it could accommodate hundreds of thousands of these small cruisers.
The trick here was related to the technology used for the scanning process, which James understood perfectly from Eli. There was no technology whatsoever, but some strange space monsters that were found and raised in this spot of the universe.
That was why the Terasoras space ship selected this place to be its base of activities, and that was the reason why it didn't even move for centuries.
These monsters, or foggy ghosts like Eli called them, had the ability to distinguish between the merchants who came to do business here and those trouble makers who came to cause riots.
The trick to enter wasn't about giving them a code, but to have clear control over your emotions and bury your intentions deeply inside you. James had no ability to do so, but he had the best counter to this, which was his droids.
Although they had a shred of a soul, they could perfectly control their emotions. As for James, he would use the trick Eli had taught to him before… he would take a sleeping drug to lose consciousness until the cruiser passed from that gaseous sphere.
"I can't find this silly princess anywhere, and according to Immortal's words, the rebels and the empire fleet would arrive soon here. We need to either advance or withdraw so we don't get into the crossfire between the two fleets by mistake," Rigo said after the passage of another half an hour.
James was feeling the same way, but he didn't want to withdraw as he was sure the Terasoras space ship wouldn't stand by silently towards this conflict at its doorstep. The area would be locked down and he and his small fleet would lose the chance to enter again.
Advancing towards the zone wasn't a good solution in itself, as the time taken to enter and exit the zone would make him waste a huge time, which would put many variables like the withdrawal of the rebels, or the occurrence of any accident to Dora's ship.
James didn't know how to choose, while Rigo interrupted his indecisive thoughts by saying:
"I detect tiny ripples that are caused by the usage of the hyperjump technology. There are two big fleets approaching here at rapid speed, they will need 10 minutes to reach here. What are your orders, supreme leader?"
"They are finally coming," James muttered to himself before looking towards Rigo as he ordered, "Make the fleet move and enter the gaseous sphere after us. Don't make them pass through it fast, I need them to station themselves there."
Rigo watched James leaving the chair as he went towards a corner where he took out a small metallic box while asking:
"What are you doing, sir?"
"I will inject myself with a sleeping drug, here take this shot, it's the antidote of that sleeping drug. Use it on me once we pass safely from that gaseous sphere. Let one cruiser outside to monitor the situation, and make them look for that silly princess cruiser if possible."
James then laid flat on the ground as he raised his sleeves and was ready to use the shot. He noticed the strange looks of Rigo, so he ordered with haste:
"Do what I just ordered now, there is no time for you to daydream like this."
He then injected the microfiber automatic syringe into his arm while the drug was injected directly into his veins. In matter of moments, he lost his consciousness and entered a state of deep sleep. Rigo just watched all of this silently then he muttered:
"Crazy, we have got ourselves a crazy supreme leader!"
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8 126The Choice is Not Yours
Author's Note: (As of November 20, 2021) I rewrote all the chapters perhaps more than a year ago, but haven't announced that I did so. Because that kind of announcement would include something along the lines of, "I'm working on the story so expect new chapters!" But the truth is, I lack motivation to do anything. And I would hate myself if I broke a promise. I'm extremely sorry if you have been patiently waiting for uploads. These days, I've been studying, not well, but studying somewhat. I will definitely bring more to show, with regular uploads. If not this story then there's another story I've been writing that's really exciting to me. It's not exactly similar to this story since it has a male lead and he is a baneful asshole with even less morals. I hope you'll like it when it comes to existence. And I'll leave my announcement off with the aforementioned promise. Meet Amber, a tomboyish, unstable, and cheeky lass who likes to keep to herself. According to her, she'll live the rest of her life on auto-pilot mode, awhile holding onto the few things that make her remotely happy. However, she forgot that people never really leave you alone, be it humans or even the Gods. And exactly that happens, ending her monotonous life on such the Gods' whim. But at what cost to her? Will she be able to hold onto the things she holds dear? Or will she fail miserably and lose herself in the process? That's what the Gods want to know. Disclaimer: I do not own the cover photo.Warning: If you are easily triggered, I am not writing this novel for you.
8 195The Strongest Species
Humanity won. In the war against the supreme dragons, humanity wrested victory from the literal jaws of the dragons. The strongest species lost their title and was cast down in history as ancient creatures, devoid of any civilization. Their cities, culture, and civilization were completely wiped out, with only the oldest of mages and greatest of anarchs remembering them. Humanity took the achievements of this immortal race and claimed it as their own. Humanity flourished. Now, a thousand years after the war, humanity has forgotten this primordial race. Unbeknownst to even the greatest of humanity's saints, the dragons did not lose to humanity just because of humanity. They had their own hand in their own defeat. But just like they were a cause in their own destruction, they will cause their rebirth without the help of any creature. The dragons will rise again. It's time to reclaim the title of the strongest species.
8 179dreadnaught: scifi apocalypses space marine
The year is 2044, as you might imagine technology has advanced. People are people. And the world economy is still in shambles. America experienced a full financial collapse about a decade before. Riots, rebalance, and redistribution. David was 13 when the protest massacre occurred when his mother died. Of course, the world does not rotate around a teenager. Four years of business college and two good friends and a dream of developing real power armor just to cosplay as a space marine. Of course when you got millions and no real drive for anything else after two divorces. You make it happen. All David had to look forward to was his five minutes of fame as an extra to the next Halo game presentation. They expected him to wear cheap cosplay. Instead, he brought about a million dollars of gear with him. All David expected was five minutes of fame before he turns into a bachelor shut-in for the rest of his life. Instead, the Universe got an update. Witness the rise of the Order of the Free Wardens. Witness the rise of the council of races. Witness the legend of the Dreadnaught. Greetings, I am Zalex. And this is my first ‘Space Marine’ story, Some things I would like to note. All locations, weapons, unit designations, mention of franchises (under the protection of fair use laws), history, and so on is fictitious or used as reference only. Any likeness to real individuals or events or otherwise is merely coincidental. This novel has excessive language use, mild graphic and suggestive themes, mild alcohol use, and scenes of violence. You have been warned.Patreon is now up: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=3631888
8 202Ask or Dare The Old Countries and The Soviets!
ask Me or My Darker Version (Shattered Glass Soviet) any question you think is necessary or personal. No face Reveals, I also except dares. Be careful with My Darker Version, and DO not make him trigger-happy. That is all. (Update: I am going to add the older countries to the ask and maybe make this an ask or Dare the old countries and Me and Shattered. Hope you enjoy!)
8 145Rejection
Kyle's life hadn't been easy. Born as a rogue wolf, packless and wandering, he was used to fighting for his life. He had hoped that after finding his mate, everything would be different.Instead, he was betrayed, rejected and cast out, left to die. Struggling to survive and avoiding pack wolves in general, Kyle soon found himself stuck with a few options left, all of which were not appealing.To survive, he had to put his faith, and life, in the hands of a pack. But could he trust them after what his ex mate, a pack wolf, put him through?
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