《Through the Stars, Darkly》63. Where space is soothing and death is near
Advertisement
She had always loved traveling through space. This was part of the reason why she had become a scavenger. It wasn’t so much about the wrecks as it was about seeing the stars all around her all the time. Space was so peaceful and soothing.
Val was enjoying some quiet time when Kaine burst into the control room, a scowl on his face.
“We need to talk.”
“Sure,” she said with a sigh. “What about?”
The girl, Ondine, sat in a corner, watching the stars—she seemed to enjoy it as well. She straightened and looked at Kaine as he walked in.
“The space rift,” he said. “When were you going to tell me about it?”
She stared at him. “How do you know about that?”
“I’m sorry,” said Nim’s voice. “I thought he already knew...”
Val quirked a brow. “Seriously? You tricked Nim into telling you about it?”
“Don’t change the subject.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine. And when, exactly, was I supposed to tell you? When you first boarded and were a stranger? Or maybe when we were being chased by that ship? Oh, no, wait, I think Evenodds might have been a better time, when you were about to leave. Or, better yet, when you were chased by those goons—”
“Okay, okay, I get it.”
“Do you? It’s not like there weren’t a thousand opportunities. I could go on...”
He cringed as he sat down.
“Forget I asked. I still wish you’d told me, though. We could have figured it out sooner.”
“Figured out what?”
“What caused the rift.”
She stared at him.
“Are you telling me you know what did it?”
“Yes. No. Sort of.”
“Well, which is it?”
The girl had lost interest in the conversation and had returned to watching the stars.
Advertisement
Kaine leaned back into his seat and rested his feet on the console. She hated when he did that, but she tolerated it now, because her mind was reeling with this revelation.
“All we know—”
“We?”
“Nim did most of the work, to be fair. He figured out the rift was created by something in the hold.”
She frowned. “There’s nothing in the hold.”
“So I’ve been told.”
“That doesn’t—”
An alarm blared, interrupting her.
Ondine pressed her hands against her ears, grimacing.
“Nim!” The sound stopped instantly. “What the hell is going on?”
“A ship is coming fast upon us.”
“Not again!”
“It’s not the same ship.”
“Well, duh, we destroyed the other one. I’d rather not have to do it again. Can we do some evasive maneuvers?”
Kaine had lowered his feet, sitting straight in his chair.
“How the hell did they find us?”
Nim’s voice rang in the control room. “There is an asteroid field nearby—”
“Good question,” said Val, “but I’m a bit too busy right now to think about it.”
“—that might help us lose our tail.”
“Great. Let’s try that.”
Kaine leaned forward, his eyes widening. “Great? What do you mean, great? This is a recipe for disaster! Are you crazy right now?”
“You have a better idea?” she asked, her eyes never leaving the displays as she made the ship veer toward the asteroids.
“No, but that doesn’t mean this is a good one.”
She shrugged. “We have a shield.”
He laughed, but it was a nervous laugh. “It won’t hold if we get hammered...”
“Then I guess we’ll have to make sure we don’t get hammered.” She winked at him and focused on her screens again.
Advertisement
Before he could say another word, they had plunged into the field.
“The ship is hailing us,” said Nim.
“That’s different. Put them through.”
A man’s voice came on the speakers.
“Hello? Can you hear me?”
Ondine became alert.
“Sure. What’s up?” asked Val as she dove further into the asteroids.
“Please stop this madness. I just need to talk to you.”
“I’m listening.”
“I mean face to face.”
“Not happening. We’re kind of in a hurry. Sorry.”
“You have something that’s mine!” There was anger now in the voice. “I want it back.”
“Sorry,” she repeated. “No can do. Bye.”
She cut off the communication.
“What was that about?” asked Kaine.
“The hell if I know.”
“At least he’s not shooting at us.”
“Nor is he coming into the field. Not too bold a fellow, that one.”
“Could we, like, get out of this already?”
She looked at her displays and shook her head.
“We need to get further away, make sure he can’t pick up our signal anymore. We—”
The entire structure shook violently.
“Damn it!” she shouted. “Nim! Can’t you be more careful?”
“What happened?” asked Kaine.
“We hit a damn rock, that’s what happened.”
“Sorry,” said Nim, “but I thought you were piloting?”
Val grunted. “Yeah. I am, ain’t I? Sorry about that.”
She looked at her displays and nodded.
“Okay. We got the brunt of it behind us... And we’re almost out of range.”
The ship swung a few more times before it finally stabilized as it came out of the asteroid field.
The alarm blared.
“Nim!”
The sound stopped.
“Sorry. That hit got through the shield. We have some minor damage on the right flank.”
“Why all the fuss if it’s minor?”
“It could worsen if it’s not quickly fixed.”
“Great. Just great.”
Advertisement
- In Serial48 Chapters
No Second Chances: The Beginning Of The End
Greed is a powerful feeling that has changed the world over thousands of years. Science, religion, and magic have built a new era and there are some who want to end it all, for the sake of a dying wor...
8 464 - In Serial27 Chapters
Shifted
After the world is almost entirely overrun by a mysterious force known only as the Spread, individual cities struggle to survive behind Barriers with limited resources under the direct supervision of the richest among them. Accidentally overhearing a plot by his city's leader to doom a large swathe of the population, Lysander Badeaux concocts a last ditch slapdash plan to save them. Enlisting the help of the city's most feared assassin, the Red Morn, he sets out to fix what's broken, only to stumble upon more than he bargained for in the process. With Red keeping a host of secrets from him--and not to mention following him around for some inexplicable reason--Lysander may just bumble his way into a conspiracy or a magic world or, if he's excessively unlucky (and he is), both. Note: First time posting here or any original fiction, in general. Please feel free to give any feedback you like! Much love and thanks for reading. Posts every week (gods willing).
8 176 - In Serial17 Chapters
Hightailing It
A simple story about a kobold, a dungeon, and making the best decisions ever. Story is written in 1st Person PoV.
8 141 - In Serial12 Chapters
A Litrpg apocalypse
Join Aya as her world will be changed forever by the advance of a so-called System and where she will need to keep herself and the ones she cares about safe when the world goes to a different kind of hell than it was already heading to! The story will feature a stubborn and sometimes just plain weird female MC and those she cares about. Edit 02-03-22First mini arc is completed, am working on the second part. Note: this is my first time writing a Litrpg and the second time I tried to write a story which contains more than a few pages. So please bear with me and feel free to offer suggestions, positive criticism, and the like in the comments. A note’s note: the Litrpg part will be, especially in the beginning, slow going. While I like to think this story is going to be a Litrpg, it will not focus heavily on the mechanics. And finally, a note-like note of a note: English is not my native language and only me, myself and Word grammar check have looked at the text. If you see a horrible affront to the English language, please let me know. Enjoy!
8 162 - In Serial64 Chapters
Mianite Season 1
A fanfic about Mianite! Hi this is my second story I've ever written and it's about one of my favourite things ever!Mianite!Disclaimer:This story is going to be different from the actual plot of mianite. I've put my own spin on it! I hope you enjoy!
8 223 - In Serial10 Chapters
I Don't (August Alsina)
"Just tell me you love me, man." He said. I thought about and after what he said, my love for him died. There was no love. He wasn't the same man I fell in love with. He was different. He changed and I didn't love this new guy in front of me. "I can't." I said. He looked at me, tears in his eyes. "Don't do this, man. You love me, baybeh. I know you do."I bit my lip, trying hard not to cry in front of him. "August," I gulped, cursing myself because the tears I said I wouldn't shed, were shedding. "I don't love you anymore. I don't."
8 115

