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CHAPTER ONE
The morning sun shown brightly through the partly closed curtains of queen Emeralds castle. Her eyes were closed tightly, and her breaths were shallow. Once the sun hit her closed eyes Emerald moaned, and rolled over onto her side, but it was too late the sun had already woken her up. Sitting up in her bed, she slid her bare feet out from underneath the covers, and sat at the edge of her bed yawning and stretching her hands high over her head. Emerald was known as a beautiful woman, she was often considered to be an angle, but she wasn’t sure about that statement.
She had honey blond hair that was draped over small rounded shoulders, bright blue eyes that seemed to shimmer like tiny pools of water, and ample breasts. She stood exactly five feet tall, and was often considered to be a midget in her family. That statement didn’t bother her in the least.
She was often cited by other for getting her short stature from her father. The man only stood a few inches taller than her, and her mother stood an entire foot taller than she did. She got most of her looks from her. She too had blue eyes, and honey blond hair. She looked nothing like her father who was balding, the hair he did have was around his ears. He was a short, portly figure.
Standing Emerald made her way into the bathroom where she bathed, and changed into a white, flowing dress, matching nylons and heels. Looking at herself in the mirror, she combed her hair and than went outside.
Emerald’s mother had passed away when she was only twelve-years old. She had sworn to be the kind of queen her mother was. Kind and gentle, and understanding. She might be better off than most, but she didn’t let that fact take away her humanity. Her father relinquished his powers to her only a few months ago, but he was still known as the king in the kingdom. He was much like her, and always tried to help those in need.
She wasn’t the kind of queen to sit around in the castle all day. She liked to go outside, walk in the garden, or even head into the village down the hill and interact with her people. The people who protected her castle with their lives. The village and castle was surrounded by a large fence made of stone, it marked the kingdoms boundaries, but her power stretched beyond these walls, and even to other planets.
I wonder if Alessa’s awake. Emerald thought. She wanted to check in on her, but decided against it. If she was still asleep she didn’t want to disturb her.
After ordering her breakfast, Emerald headed outside. A few of the guards who guarded the front gates of her castle insisted on accompanying her to the village, but Emerald insisted they stay behind. She trusted her people, and knew nothing bad would happen to her during her daily walks.
Walking down the dirt road that led to the village she lifted her bare arms out so the sun could hit them. It felt good against them, and the cool breeze blew her hair in the wind. Everything seemed so peaceful, and beautiful today. There wasn’t a gray cloud in the sky, and as she entered the village the smiling facing of her people reassured her even further.
“Good morning your highness.” Said a young man, bowing to Emerald as she passed.
“Good morning.” Emerald said, over her shoulder.
Besides her beauty, Emerald was also loved because of her attitude towards her people. She didn’t look at them just as loyal subjects, but as her friend, and family. They grew the crops, raised cattle and horses, protected the castle and village with the guards, and helped with anything else that needed to be dealt with.
Emerald headed down market street. The street had venders, and other open shops and was brimming with shopping mothers and their daughters, and men all looking to buy what they needed. As the queen passed she was greeted by more and more of her people. She stopped to speak with a few, and even bought some of their wares. Carrying a bag in her hands Emerald headed towards her friend, Cheryl’s home.
“Malady!” Said Cheryl, opening the front door of her quaint home.
“Good morning.” Said Emerald, merrily.
Cheryl stepped aside and allowed Emerald to enter. The home was small, but was furnished well. Taking a seat at the kitchen table the women started to chat.
“So how’s Alessa doing?” Cheryl asked.
“She’s good. I think she was still asleep when I left this morning.” Said Emerald.
“Late night of studying?” Cheryl asked.
“I think so. She’s a bright girl.” Said Emerald, smiling.
“You should be very proud of her.” Said Cheryl.
“I am.” Said Emerald.
The ladies conversation then turned to Emerald’s father who had left for Earth several days ago for diplomatic reasons.
“Have you heard anything from your father?” Cheryl asked.
“Not yet, but I’m sure he’s fine. When he left I pestered him until he took most of the star cruisers with him. He agreed, but I’m sure he was feeling uneasy about it. He‘s made a lot of enemies since he was in charge, and I felt better if he had taken most of the guard ships with him.” Said Emerald.
Even though her father was kind, his kindness also brought him a lot of problems. Whether it was on this planets with neighboring villages, or on other who were ruled by tyrants.
“I’m sure everything will be fine. This kingdom hasn’t seen war in years.” Cheryl said.
Emerald nodded. The last war that had broken out had claimed the life of her husband, Mark. Mark was called away to deal with a civil war that had broken out between to neighboring villages, but things didn’t go as planned and he was shot. Emerald thought often about the day she received the news, and the day they had buried him. It was hard, but life went on.
“How’s your husband doing?” Emerald asked.
Cheryl smiled. “A lot better. He’s back on his feet.” Cheryl’s husband had suffered an accident and hurt his back. He couldn’t walk for sometime, but thankfully he got better.
Just as Emerald was about to say something else the front door of Cheryl’s home flew open and a single guard stepped inside. The man was garbed in heavy looking armor, and carried a laser rifle in front of him. “Ma’am we need you.” He said.
Emerald looked worriedly at Cheryl, than got to her feet. “What’s wrong?” She asked.
The guard licked his lips nervously, while he looked at Cheryl for a moment before continuing. “We got reports of an enemy faction heading this way. War ships, the works!” The man said, he sounded agitated, and ready for a fight.
Emerald nodded. She wasn’t prepared for this, but had an idea. “We need to tell everyone to return to their homes.” Said Emerald, to the guard. “Get the barrier up, maybe that will buy us some time.”
The barrier was made out of pure energy and surrounded the castle. It was a lot stronger than metallic armor, and invisible to the naked eye. The only way you can really tell if it was working is when it’s first started, the sky would look like it was made up of black electricity, and than it would turn invisible. It was strong, but wouldn’t last forever.
“Emerald?” Cheryl said, now getting to her feet.
“It’s alright Cheryl.” Emerald said, touching her friends arm. “Just stay put.” Cheryl nodded.
The guard led Emerald from the home. Others guards were on horseback awaiting their commands.
“Tell everyone to return to their homes! And get the barrier up!” Shouted the guard. The men nodded and raced off into the village shouting for people to go home, and stay there. The guard who had told Emerald the news got back up on his horse, and helped Emerald into the saddle behind him.
“What do we have to defend ourselves with?” Emerald asked.
“Laser pistols, and rifles. The castle has a few energy based cannons. I don’t know if it will be enough though.” Said the man.
“Can we call for help?” Emerald asked.
“Yes, we’ve already contacted planet Otlanet for help. They’re sending a fleet to help out.”
“Ok. Take me back to the castle. Someone needs to see to Alyssa!” Said Emerald.
The two raced back to the castle on horseback as fast as they could. All around them villagers stopped to stare, a look of concern splayed across their faces. “GET BACK TO YOUR HOMES!” Both Emerald, and the guard shouted. As they passed the villagers clambered into their, and others homes. They slammed the doors and windows closed, and locked them. They weren’t sure what was happening. Emerald knew, but why was this happening? Why now?
When they had arrived back at the castle Emerald ordered the guard to see to Alessa. He nodded and disappeared around the castle, still on the horse. Emerald ran into the castle and headed to her room on the top floor. She passed by cooks, and maids who were all heading towards their rooms.
“What’s happening ma’am?” Asked a young girl, she looked frightened.
“Nothing we can’t handle child.” Said Emerald, patting the girl on her shoulder. “Please go to your room and stay there, the barriers about to go up.” She said.
“Yes ma’am.” Said the girl, bowing.
Emerald smiled and watched as the girl ran to the nearest door and entered.
Poor child. Emerald thought. She hated the look of fear on the young, or anyone.
Emerald entered her room and gazed out the window. The streets were bare, but the court yard below was filled with guards all brandishing laser rifles, and pistols. The castles cannons rose from the gardens and were pointed towards the heavens. They were ready for a fight.
“BE STRONG!” Emerald shouted, from her window.
The guards looked up and saluted, Emerald returned the gesture. Emerald pressed her hands against her chest, her heart felt like it was breaking in two. She was so scared for her people, for Alessa.
Emerald turned to leave her room to see to Alessa when she saw a black shadow fall over her castle. The shadow chased away the sun, and hopes of all it touched. The ship was huge, much bigger than the castle.
“God help us…” Emerald cried, as she folded her hands together.
The ship turned towards the castle and started to fire. Heavy red blasts of energy struck the barrier. The barrier held, but made a loud crackling sound as it was struck again, and again. Emerald watched in horror as the ship continuously fired it’s cannons even though they weren’t breaking. The barrier was steadily growing darker as it was continuously struck with the energy blasts. Finally it shattered and a beam of energy struck the east side of the castle punching a hole in it’s stone ceiling. Emerald heard screams in the distance.
“NO!” Emerald screamed. Turning towards the wall where she heard the screams. Tears were now draining down her cheeks. Emerald dabbed her eyes with the back of her hand. Don’t cry! Don’t cry! She screamed at herself, but it was hard not to knowing her people were dying.
The castles cannons turned towards the giant ship and started to fire upon it. There were only two cannons, and were easily outnumbered by the ships who seemed to have twelve at the front, near it’s nose, and dozens more under it’s belly. The ships cannons aimed at the castles cannons and fired, the cannons were demolished. The guards far below ran into the courtyard and aimed their weapons at the ship. They knew the attack was suicidal, but it didn’t stop them. The ship on the other hand didn’t fire at the men, instead it aimed it’s nose towards the sky and took off. It disappeared in a cloud.
The men looked up dumbfounded. Emerald too looked surprised, but the reprieve didn’t last long, from far away the sounds of engines could be heard. The roar of machines coming to life. Emerald spotted them first, large tanks in the distance cutting through forests, and mowing down foliage.
“TANKS!” Emerald screamed down at the men. She pointed towards the tanks that were barreling towards their kingdom. The guards couldn’t see over the walls, and didn’t have a clue as to where they would strike first, running to different sides of the castle readying themselves for the attack. Most vehicles used for war, or otherwise were energy based. The barrier protected the castle from that, but since it was gone they were sitting ducks!
The tanks fired energy based blasts towards the castles walls, demolishing them as they struck. The tanks smashed through the walls and drove through the village, some even smashed into homes sending debris high into the air. Emerald watched helplessly as more of her people were slaughtered, and for what?
Her guards fired upon the tanks, but their weapons only bounced off the tanks high density armor. The men surrounded the tanks, but they were either mowed down or fired at. The guards didn’t last long.
The door to Emerald’s room opened and two men entered the room. One was tall and held a laser pistol in his right hand, and a laser rifle was slung over his shoulder. He wore a gun belt that was covered with grenades. The other carried only a laser rifle. “Ma’am we need to leave.” Said the man on Emerald’s right. Emerald turned and nodded. “What about Alessa?” She asked.
“She’s fine. We got her our of the village as soon as you told us to see to her.” Said the man, shaking his head. “It was the only thing we could think of doing.”
“No! That’s great, thank you.” Emerald said, smiling weakly. Even though she felt like breaking down and crying, she still needed to appear strong, and hopeful for the men. They fed off her courage, and she would show as much as she could, even if it killed her.
“Ma’am?” Asked the man on the Emerald’s right.
“Yes. Let’s go.” She said. She allowed the man to take her by the hand and lead her out of her room, they were followed from behind by the other man, who was looking very nervous.
“Don’t worry.” Said the man, catching Emerald’s eyes. He smiled, and Emerald returned the gesture. It was exactly what he was going to tell him.
Once they entered the hall the two men went separate ways. The one holding Emerald’s hand went right, while the other went left. The one on the left held his rifle like he was about to fire at something, but the hallway was empty.
“What about everyone else?” Asked Emerald.
“We need to worry about you first.” Said the man, holding her hand.
“No!” Emerald shouted, wriggling her hand out of the man’s. “We won’t leave without them!” She said.
“Ma’am please.” Said the guard, turning to face Emerald. “There’s only one transport ship in the castles hanger, it would be impossible to get everyone in the castle and village inside. I’m sorry, but we have no choice. We might not even get out alive in it anyways. It doesn’t have any kind of defense system, cloaking system, or anything like that.” Emerald listen intently as the man continued to name all the reasons why they should only worry about her. The castle’s hanger was located underneath the castle. The guard was still talking when out of the corner of his eye he saw several enemy troops enter the hallway. They wore armor too, but their armor was crimson red, and their weapons varied from energy based pistols, shotguns, rifles. Even antique grenade launchers.
“Get back!” Shouted the guard, talking to Emerald. He pushed his queen behind him and opened fire on the men, so did the other guard who was heading down the hallway. Their blasts struck down the enemy troops as they flooded the hallway. They were caught by surprise, but soon they were firing their weapons too.
The two guards together cut through several enemy troops, but soon the enemy troops gained ground. One fired at the guard closest to them, he was killed almost instantly. The guard standing behind Emerald fired his weapon, and continuously backed up. When they made it to the next hallway he grabbed Emerald hand and guided her down it as fast as he could. The enemy troops ran as well, and the guard who led Emerald by her hand turned and fired his weapon at them as they continued to run.
They approached a large stairwell that led to the first floor of the castle. Enemy troops were waiting at the bottom, but their backs were turned. The guard fired on them striking each one down. When they reached the bottom landing the guard and Emerald turned right and without delay continued towards the hanger.
They could hear the sounds of explosions, and fighting all around them as the two continued through the castle. All Emerald wanted to do was help them, but knew there was nothing she could do for them.
Finally they arrived in front of a large wooden door that led underneath the castle. The guard opened the door and allowed Emerald to go first. He waited until she was halfway down the stairs before he followed. Closing the door behind them he locked it and headed down the stairs. The stairwell was narrow, and poorly lit, but it was bright enough to see where the next step was.
When they entered the hanger bright lights turned themselves on and illuminated a small ship. Normally the entire hanger would have been filled to the brim with fighter class space ships, but since she begged her father to take them with him to earth the only ship that remained was one transport ship that was only big enough to carry twelve people in it, and a few large and small crates off to the side. She knew the guard was right about not being able to help anyone else, but she felt like she was abandoning her people. Betraying them even.
The guard saw the concern in his queen’s eyes and smiled. “Let’s go.” He said, motioning with his head towards the ship. Just as he finished his sentence a loud boom caused them to jump and turn towards the stairwell they had just left. The sounds of enemy troops running down the stairs brought worry to the guards face. Pointing towards the crates he ran to the side of the stairwell and waited for the enemy troops.
By the time the first one appeared Emerald was hiding behind one of the large crates that was probably filled with ship parts.
The guard silently, and quickly inched his way towards the man. Driving the butt of his rifle into the man’s stomach. The man bent low, coughing just as the guard drove the butt of his rifle into the man’s chin. The man fell hard to his back. Another man appeared and the guard was on him in a second, he punched him hard in the face, and ducked underneath the man’s fist as he threw a punch. When he rose he punched the man in the side of the temple. The man turned on his feet before he fell to the ground beside his comrade. More and more of the enemy troops ran into the hanger, again and again the guard took them out with his hands. It looked like a dance to Emerald watching the guard duck, block, and dodge the enemies attacks. She was starting to think this man could single handedly take out all of the attacking troops.
Unfortunately as the though entered her mind one of the attacking troops fired a laser pistol at the guard. The attack was low, but did a lot of damage as the beam of energy sliced through the guards leg. The guard winced in pain and fell to his knees. Tearing a grenade off his gun belt he tossed it into the stairwell. It exploded killing the remaining troops, but more were coming. Emerald watched as the guard fell to his back. He was breathing hard, and clasping his hand over his wound, blood seeped through his fingers.
Emerald moved away from her hiding spot and approached the guard. “Let me help you!” She cried, tearing a small sliver of cloth from her dress. She tied it over the man’s wound, he winced in pain as she did this. “Come on. This can’t be the worst you ever suffered.” Emerald said.
“No.” The man agreed, through gritted teeth. “But it’s the only one I’m remembering right now.” At for the first time since this happened both the guard and Emerald laughed. They laughed out of exhaustion, not the fact that the guard was hurt.
The sound of someone walking down the stairwell interrupted their laughter. Emerald tired to help the guard to his feet, but his leg refused to work. So instead Emerald grabbed the man from under his arms and dragged him as fast as she could behind the crates. “Your heavy.” Emerald groaned.
“I blame that on the prosperity of this kingdom.” The man whispered. They moved behind the first crate, and Emerald slipped and fell on hard on her bottom. The heel on her left shoe had broken. Emerald kicked off her heels and tossed them aside.
Standing in her nylon clad feet she looked over the crate they hid behind and saw a single man standing near the stairwell. The man had short black hair, and dark brown eyes, broad shoulders, and muscular arms and legs. He stood six feet tall, and was garbed in a gray uniform that had black lines carved into it making it looked like the uniform was made from blocks. He wore boots, and gloves with the same designs on them, and a cape that flowed behind him. In the middle of his chest was black stitching, like the uniform had been sloppily repaired. He wore a belt with a holster on his right hip, a laser rifle could be seen in it. In the man’s hands was parts of the door that had been locked earlier.
Emerald recognized the uniform right away. It belonged to members of the ‘intergalactic space cadets.’ A group dedicated to keeping the peace on all planets in Earth’s galaxy and beyond.
The man was looking at the fragments of the door. When he moved his eyes from them he said. “It was open so I came in.” His voice was gruff, and echoed throughout the hanger. Letting the pieces fall to the ground he than turned to the dead troops. “That’s going to cost someone.” He said, pointing at the corpses.
Emerald held her breath. The man was looking at the transport ship. Did he think someone was on it? “That’s quiet a mess outside too. I can’t tell the difference between my men, or yours. Doesn’t matter I guess. To me that is.” The man said, as he strolled towards the ship, he didn’t seem bothered about what was happening outside. “I think you should come out and surrender yourself to us. If your confused about the uniform than don’t be, it’s meaningless to me now. I’m not here to help you.” Said the man.
Emerald looked down at the guard who was starring blankly at the ceiling. Tears were draining down his cheeks. Emerald patted his shoulder and smiled. “We’re ok.” She whispered.
“I know you care for your people.” The man continued. “I’ll tell you what. If you come out and surrender than the killing will stop. I’ll even spare the guard behind those crates.” Said the man, pointing at Emerald his eyes were still fixed on the ship.
How did he know they were back there?
Emerald swallowed hard. Her voice shook as she said, “do you swear?”
“On my life.” The man said, turning towards Emerald.
“Than I’m coming out.” Emerald said.
She was about to stand when the guard grabbed her arm. “No.” He sobbed helplessly.
Emerald smiled down at him, and lightly kissed him on his cheek. “It’s ok. You rest.” She said. Emerald had to pull his hand off her arm. When she stood she walked out from behind the crates and slowly made her way towards the man.
“You promised.” She said, finally stepping up to him.
“I did.” He said. Taking a small communication device out from his belt he spoke into it. “I have the queen, all men return to the tanks.” He said. Placing the device back in it’s place. “See?” He said.
“Why are you doing this? What do you want with me?” She asked.
“I don’t want anything to do with you, but I have orders to take you to my master.” The man said.
“Master?” Emerald said, repeating the man’s last word.
“Well you shouldn’t call him master.” Said the man.
“What should I call him?” Emerald asked, crossly.
“I don’t know what you would call him. Try hubby.” The man smiled, as he grabbed Emerald roughly by her arm and dragged her out of the hanger. “Let’s go meet your future husband.”
CHAPTER TWO
Barry was the king of planet Rolanet where his daughter Emerald was left in charge. He may worry about his daughter, about leaving her to rule his kingdom, but it wasn’t because he didn’t trust her. Often he was accused of being too overprotective, but what good father wasn’t? He argued about taking all their guard ships with him for this meeting, but Emerald had ordered the pilots to follow him anyways, so what choice did he have?
Barry was in his late fifties. He had a long, black beard, and was loosing the hair off the top of his head. The hair he did have was now around his large ears. He had dark brown eyes, and stood approximately five feet, four inches tall. He was a portly figure, with broad, droopy shoulders. Barry usually wore a black outfit, with matching boots, when he went to these diplomatic meetings. He had only received his invitation two weeks ago, and in that time he’s made his preparations for his journey to earth. It only took a few hours to get to Earth from planet Rolanet, thanks to the engines his ships were installed with, but they most certainly weren’t the fastest out there.
Barry sat in the seat next to the pilot, he was drearily looking out the front windows. He never liked these long voyages into space, but transporting from his planet to Earth was impossible.
“Are you ok your highness?” Asked the pilot, glancing over at his king.
“I’m fine. Bored, but fine.” Said Barry.
“I understand. I’m not much of a space traveler myself. I remember when I was still in training I used to fly through an asteroid filed just for fun.” The pilot laughed.
“I enjoy excitement, but let’s avoid that on this trip.” Said Barry, laughing in return.
The transport ship was nice. It was rather large and easy accommodated twenty men. And it did. Beside the king, and the pilot, eighteen guards all brandishing laser pistols sat in the seats behind the two men. Even the pilot had a pistol in a holster connected to his left hip. The guards looked just as bored as the king did. A few were asleep even.
“I hope Emerald’s doing ok.” Said Barry.
“I’m sure she’s fine. She’s a strong woman.” Said the pilot.
“That she is. I guess I shouldn’t worry, but it’s a habit.” Said Barry.
“It’s normal to worry.” Said the pilot.
Barry nodded in agreement. When the king decided to relinquish his powers to Emerald he knew he acted unsure of his decision. Which might have hurt Emerald’s feelings, but it was unintentional. He wanted the best for his kingdom, and was almost positive that his daughter was it. Even though he was no longer considered king of his kingdom he was always referred to as one. Even though his daughter was now in charge she always looked to him for guidance, and he was always more than happy to provide it. He loved his daughter very much, and she loved him.
In the distance the blue planet earth could be seen, and just in front of them they could see the space colony that hovered thousands of miles above the earths atmosphere. They had to dock there first before they could get to earth.
“This is pilot Titus escorting king Barry to Earth. Requesting permission to land.” Said the pilot into the videophone.
The videophone was located in the middle of the ships consoles. Seconds after asking for permission a young, smiling woman’s face appeared. “We have received your transmission. Permission to land has been granted, please land your ship in hangar one.” Said the voice.
“Thank you.” The pilot said.
Maneuvering the ship into the space colony that was floating high about Earth was an easy task since the opening was so large. The opening was protected by a barrier which could be flown in and out of, however if an unauthorized ship flew into that barrier it would be like flying into a brick wall. The barrier also protected everyone within the colony from the vacuum of space.
The colony was positioned there hundreds of years ago as a docking station for new inhabitants who wished to colonize, or develop diplomatic relations with Earth. And thanks to the super barrier that had been placed around the entirety of Earth the colony was the only way to get into Earth. A special transporter was located deep within the colony. That transporter teleported people to the ‘intergalactic space cadets’ HQ building for processing. Barry didn’t like being teleported to earth and hoped that the meeting would take place in the space colony.
The ship landed in hangar one. The guard ships that had followed the transport ship to colony landed in special places around the ship. Barry got to his feet, and stretched out his back. He hated sitting for so long.
“Your majesty we’ll follow you inside.” Said the pilot, as he powered down the ship.
“That won’t be necessary.” Said King Barry, shaking his head.
The pilot looked nervous about this. And so did the other guards who were standing as well.
“Are you sure?” Asked the pilot.
“I’ll be fine.” Barry said. He stood in front of the door. The pilot pressed a few commands into the ships consol and the door opened. Barry walked down the steps and into the hanger. Glancing around the guard ships, and beyond he noticed that his ship was the only one that belonged to royalty.
Maybe I’m early. Thought Barry.
Barry walked, unescorted, to the strategy room where he was hoping the meeting would be taken place. He was greeted by passerby’s who seemed surprised to see him. “Hello?” He said, to a woman who was starring at him as he passed.
“Hi.” She said, giving Barry a small wave.
Barry shook his head as he passed. Walking through a set of double doors he spotted the head of the space colony, Markus, sitting at a tall podium typing on his computer.
Markus was a chubby little man in his early thirties. He had dark, beady little eyes, and short black hair. He wore a suit, with a red tie, and looked busy.
“Markus!” Barry shouted, gleefully. Smiling brightly at Markus he made his way past the empty isles of seats. Markus was the only person at these meeting he could stand to be around. The other planets leaders, and even the leader of Earth were usually uptight, but Markus was usually loose, and easygoing with everyone.
“Barry?” Markus said, confused looking up from his work.
“Am I early?” Barry asked. He turned and starred out at all the empty isles.
“Early for what?” Markus asked, still confused.
Barry furrowed his eyebrows. It was unusual for Markus not to know about a diplomatic meeting since he was the one who always set them up. Barry reached into his uniform and removed a date screen from it’s depths. A data screen was a tiny computer that generated a hologram of a computer screen, and could store unlimited amounts of information.
Barry activated the tiny computer and found the notice for the meeting, he than handed it to Markus.
“What the…” Markus said, as soon as he was finished reading the notice.
“You see!” Barry laughed. “I…” He began, but was interrupted by Markus who picked up a communicator that sat beside his computer.
“Sorry Barry…” Markus said, looking at the king. “Tom could you please come to the strategy room?” He said. Markus than sat down the communicator.
Just as Barry was about to ask what was wrong the door opened, and a small man with long black hair, and dark brown eyes stepped inside. “Can I help you?” Asked Tom, standing making his way towards the two men. When his eyes turned to Barry he stopped. “Sir!” He said, saluting. Barry returned the gesture.
“What’s up?” Tom asked Markus.
“Look at this, will you?” Markus handed the data screen over to Tom.
Tom quickly scanned the notice. “It’s a forgery, but it’s been so well done. It could almost pass as a genuine notice.” Said Tom.
Barry looked at Tom. “Who would send me a forged notice? And why?”
The three men stood dumbfounded. The door to the strategy room opened yet again and one of Barry’s guards stepped inside. “Your majesty.” The guard said, bowing.
“Yes? What is it?” Asked Barry.
“Sir we have some distressing news. The castle was attacked, and Queen Emerald was taken.”
All the air inside the room seemed to have been sucked out. The color in Barry’s face drained, and the lower half of his jaw dropped. “W-what do you mean taken?” He asked. The guard dropped his head, and the king understood.
“Who did this thing?” Barry asked.
“Were not sure, but request for help was sent by one of your daughters guards. A fleet of ships were sent to help, but they didn’t make it on time. There helping with the repairs to the castle and were trying to find where your daughter was taken, but I’m afraid we haven’t made any progress.” The guard said.
“And Alessa?” Barry asked, rubbing his hands together nervously.
“She was taken to a nearby village before the attack.” Said the guard.
Barry nodded, his eyes scanned the floor as though he were reading something. Than without saying another word King Barry headed up the aisles as fast as he could.
“Wait Barry!” Markus shouted, jumping to his feet. The man followed Barry past the guard, he knew where the old king was going.
“This way!” Markus said, as Barry stopped in a cross section in the colony. The king always got turned around. Barry followed the man into another room where Markus sat behind another desk. Grabbing dozens of files, and another communication device he started to shout orders into it.
“Don’t worry about anything Barry. We’ll do anything we can to insure your daughters safe return.” Said Markus, but he wasn’t looking at Barry who was now sitting in a seat in front of Markus’s desk. The room was soon abuzz with chattering people, they were all trying to find out who took Emerald, why she was taken, and where she was now.
Barry watched quietly as more, and more people entered and left the room. Finally the sounds of chattering stopped, and it was just Markus, Barry, and Tom in the room. “Barry we’ve found where your daughter was taken. We’ll get our best man on it immediately.” Said Markus, casting a sideways glance at Tom. Tom nodded and started typing information into his data screen. It was like they both knew who Markus was talking about.
“I’ll do anything to get my daughter back.” Said Barry. “She’s all I have now.”
“Don’t worry about anything.” Said Markus.
Barry nodded. He felt confidence in Markus and the intergalactic space cadets. He couldn’t help, but feel helpless. “Who- Who did you get?” Asked Barry, dabbing the sweat that was trickling down his forehead with the back of his hand.
Markus looked up from his paperwork and said, “Dexter Knight.”
CHAPTER THREE
The small spaceship that flew through space was a class seven ‘Mars battle cruiser’ and several years ago was considered the best in it’s class, but now it was classified as a antique since every time a new class of ships were brought out the old design received an entire overhaul making previous classes outdated. This ship however was in total disrepair. The engines were vibrating violently, and large holes had been punched into the ships wings. Inside the ship it was just as bad. Wires hung out of the bottom of the control mechanism, and smoke bellowed out of the ships consoles.
The pilot of that ship was a young man who’s name was Dexter Albert Knight, but he just went by the name Dexter. Dexter had long blond hair that fell to his cheekbones, and bright blue eyes that were hiding behind a pair of goggles. He stood five feet, six inches tall, had broad shoulders, and small arms and legs, but he was stronger than he looked. Wearing a pair of headphones over his ears, with a microphone close to his mouth. Dexter wore an intergalactic space cadet’s uniform. His was a crimson red uniform, that had thick black lines carved into it giving it a block like look. The collar of his uniform was also very long and fell to his chest. Matching gloves and shoes which bared the same design. Instead of wearing boots like most intergalactic space cadets, he wore steel toed shoes, that had a special guard that protected the tops of his feet. He wore a belt that was wrapped loosely around his waist, with a holster close to his right hip. A laser pistol was sitting in that holster, except that pistol wasn’t his. It was borrowed from his friend while his old one was being retuned.
Dexter wasn’t really fond of his middle name and rarely told anybody what it was simply because of it. He wasn’t sure which of his parents had given him that name.
Dexter had been with the space cadets most of his life. He started his training when he was very young, and had a reputation for getting missions done fast, and without fail. He wasn’t the strongest out of the other cadets, or the smartest, but his determination and success rate was how he came to be known simply as ‘the best.’ He was the only one in his class that had the ability to spin on the palms of his hand. It wasn’t a normal fighting technique, but he was good at it.
This mission was no different from the countless others he had received. Rebels had built an actual doomsday device that had the power to destroy planets! Dexter’s mission was to destroy the doomsday device, and than grab the blueprints for that device. The blueprints had been stored on a data screen. Dexter completed his mission, but as he was leaving the planets atmosphere his ship had sustained considerable damage from attacking rebel ships. He got away, but now he was afraid his ship wouldn’t hold out until he reached earth’s space colony.
At least if I blow up no one will be able to use the blue prints on that data screen to build another doomsday device. Dexter thought as he connected several wires to each other. The ship was loosing power and Dexter had no choice, but to rewire the ship to take power from parts of the ship he wasn’t using.
Dexter was turned to his left doing a rewire job when suddenly a red light flashed on a small display screen. The red light indicated that the ship was loosing more power than originally thought. Dexter shook his head when suddenly the screen cracked down the middle, and than exploded sending glass shards flying at Dexter’s face. Dexter placed his hands in front of his face to avoid being cut.
“That’s not good,” Dexter Said.
He finished his work he grabbed the controls than looked through the front window of his ship. He could just see the space colony.
Maybe I won’t die after all.
Dexter’s ship wasn’t outfitted with a videophone so he had to use the microphone. “This is Dexter Knight! I’ve sustained heavy damage to my ship and requesting an emergency landing!” Said Dexter, into the microphone.
Moment’s later a female voice said, “Dexter we have received your transmission. Please use hangar three for your emergency landing.” Said the voice.
Just as the transmission died Dexter flew past the first hangars. “Come on…” Dexter said, licking his lips. He flew past the second, and just as he flew past the third he cut all power to the ship and sailed inside. He was still going too fast to land safely. The hangar was luckily empty.
Forcing the nose of the ship down he bounced off the metal flooring and flew back into the air, but he was determined to land it. The ship once again hit the floor and as it did several metallic nets from the ceilings and floors of the hangar shot upwards catching the ship and slowing it down. The ship was now skidding across the floor throwing sparks high into the air. Just as Dexter thought his ship was going to slam into the back wall it slowed to a stop.
Throwing off his goggles, and headphones Dexter opened the hull of the ship and quickly climbed out. He saw Markus entering the ship with a look of concern on his face. Flying robots that were filled with water made their way over to the ship where they attempted to douse the fire that had sprung up from the back of the spaceship.
“Dexter!” Shouted Markus, waving the space cadet over to him.
Dexter made his way over to Markus where he handed the man the data disk he had collected from the rebels. “Sir the plan went off without a hitch. The doomsday device was destroyed, and I’ve collected the blueprints on it here. My ship sustained heavy damage, but…” The sounds of an explosion tore Dexter away from Markus. The right section of his ship had exploded and one of the robots putting out the flames had caught fire. Dexter watched as the rest of his ship was quickly engulfed in flames. A barrier had to be activated to contain the it.
“Great…” Dexter moaned. He turned back to Markus and handed him the data disk.
“I’ll review this later. Right now we have a very important mission that requires your immediate attention.” Said Markus, shoving the data disk into his pocket. He led Dexter out of the hangar. “Are you familiar with the royal family hailing from the planet Rolanet?” Markus asked, as he guided Dexter through the hull of the space station.
“I’ve heard of them, but I’m not too familiar.” Dexter Admitted.
Markus nodded. “A few hours ago we received some distressing news. The daughter of King Barry had been kidnapped, we haven’t received a ransom as of yet, but we did learn who was responsible.”
“Who?” Dexter asked.
Markus turned to face Dexter. “Alexander.” The name struck Dexter like a ton of bricks. Alexander was like a pirate, or a warlord depending on who told tales of him. Alexander was known for looting, murder, and creating an army of loyal soldiers willing to give their very lives for him.
“Why?” Dexter asked.
“Were not sure just yet.” Markus said.
Dexter and Markus stood facing each other for the longest time. Dexter didn’t know what to say, or think for that matter. Alexander had never kidnapped anyone. He usually killed them first. “Who did he take? What’s the woman’s name?” Asked Dexter.
“Queen Emerald.” Said Markus.
“I understand. What are my orders?” He asked.
Markus grinned. “We need you to retrieve the young woman as soon as you can. We’ve picked up on the ship that had taken her. We’ll give you all the information you need before you leave. Before you leave however King Barry wanted to have a word with you, in private.”
“Ok.” Dexter said. Markus told Dexter the king was waiting for him in the strategy room. Making his way down the many hallways of the space station Dexter arrived at the strategy room. Two men were standing in front of the door, each clad in armor and brandishing laser rifles.
“Your name?” Asked one of the guards.
“Dexter Knight.” Said Dexter.
“Our king wants to speak with you.” Said the same guard, and with that both men stepped aside.
“That’s why I’m here.” Breathed the space cadet. He didn’t like when royalty brought their guards to this space station. It was something he quickly grew used to. Even though the space station hovered over earth it was still a region where people, or entities that showed some kind of intelligence could gather. They sometimes brought along their guards for extra protection even if The Intergalactic Space Cadets was housed there. Even though most of the cadets were from earth they were employed by anyone who requested their assistance. The cadets had been around for so long that no one knew who exactly started the program. They had the tendency of taking control of certain rooms, and showing unnecessary hostility. The guards were his concern though as he entered through the front door. His eyes scanned the room it was empty except for the portly king sitting in one of the many aisles. A look of worry was splayed across his features.
“You wanted to see me?” Dexter said, entering the room.
The king breathed and stood. Sweat was trickling down his brow. “Has Markus spoken with you?” The king asked.
“He did.” Dexter said, he was now standing a few feet away from the worried king.
The king dabbed at his sweating forehead with the back of his hand. “I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do right now. I feel like I should go myself and rescue my daughter, but I’m scared.” Said the king.
“What do you mean?” Dexter asked, wondering where the king was going with this.
“I’m old. I’m fat. I’m not who I used to be. I’m afraid I might get my daughter killed by going myself. Before I made my way to the office of the space cadets, but when I got there I folded. I was lost.” Said the king. Dexter nodded in understanding. He knew finally where the king was coming from.
“Sir it’s alright.” Dexter said, comfortingly. “I give you my word, your daughter will be returned to you safely.”
King Barry turned towards the seat he was sitting at. Dexter hadn’t noticed before, but a small card was sitting on the armrest. Picking it up the king held it out to Dexter. “This card has over one million credits stored on it.” Said the king, credits took the place of paper money several decades ago, they were a lot easier to carry around. “And a brand new class twelve ‘mars battle cruiser’ is waiting for you in hangar four.” Continued the king. “I want to give these to you to ensure my daughters safety.”
Dexter’s features softened. “My normal fee will be sufficient, but…” Dexter turned towards the front doors of the strategy room. “Since my old ship is heading towards the scrap yard I’ll be happy to take the one your offering.” Dexter said.
The king smiled. “Thank you Dexter Knight.” He said, and the two men shook hands.
***
Even though Dexter was raring to go he still had to keep a promise he had made to an old friend. Luckily she lived on the space station so he didn’t have to be transported to earth just to see her. Standing outside her door, Dexter reached into his uniform and removed a card key from it sliding it into the card reader that was installed to the side of his door. His friend had given him the keycard so he could enter her place anytime he needed to. Stepping inside a dark room he waited until his eyes adjusted to the dark.
The room was a mess. Machine parts were lying everywhere, and a large computer terminal could be seen next to a large, metallic door. Dexter took a few steps into the room and saw the lying form of his friend on a plush couch. Finding a lamp he switched on the light so he could see better.
His friend was young, a few months younger than Dexter in fact. She stood five feet tall, had long bleach blond hair, and bright green eyes, though they couldn’t be seen now because they were closed. Small rounded shoulders, and she was wearing a white tank top that was tucked neatly into a pair of black shorts, and flip-flops on her feet. Her name was Angel.
Angel and Dexter had been friends for most of their lives. They went to the same school, they joined the cadets when they were young, but Angel never stuck with it. She told him once that her true calling was mechanics. Even in the semi dark room Dexter could see small splotches of oil on her cheeks.
Your always sleeping on the job. Thought Dexter, stepping up to his friend. He lightly touched the side of her face. Angel sighed and opened her eyes. A smile appeared on her face.
“Welcome home.” She said, smiling up at Dexter.
“Yeah I just got in.“ Said Dexter, as he stepped back giving his friend room to sit up. Angel sat up and stretched her hands high over her head. “Sorry, I didn‘t mean to wake you.” He said.
“Don’t be. I‘m glad you did.” Said Angel. She looked up at Dexter and smiled. “You look good.” She said.
“You don’t look half bad yourself.” Said Dexter. He found a seat next to Angel. “Here.” Dexter removed the laser pistol from it’s holster and handed it to Angel. “I didn’t have to use it.” He said.
“I know how you space cadets are. It wouldn’t have felt right, right?” She asked.
“Yeah… about my old one.” He said. Hinting for her to get it.
Angel nodded and stood. She walked behind a counter and removed a metal box. Reaching into her short’s pockets she found a small key and slid it into the lock. Opening the lid she removed an elderly looking laser pistol that was much bulkier than the one he had just given her. She put the newer looking laser pistol in the box and placed it back under the counter. “Here you are. Good as new.” Angel said.
Standing Dexter took the pistol and quickly examined it. “Thanks.” He said. “It was getting pretty bad.”
“That’s what happens when you use antiques.” Angel said.
“Yeah, yeah.” Dexter said, as he placed the pistol in his holster.
He knew Angel was right, but the problem is these newer pistols were made lighter and lost most of the protection the older models had, that meant they were easy to break. “You’re a life saver.” He said.
“I know. You can thank me later. I’m thinking a night on the town.” Angel said, smiling. “You can buy me whatever I want.” She said.
“Sounds like a date. So what have you been working on lately?” He asked. Angel looked over at her computer terminal. The terminal wasn’t like others. It had three screens, and three keyboards for each terminal. It was old in comparison to the data disks, but Angel created computers to be reliable not portable.
“Want to see?” She asked.
“Yeah.” Dexter said. Angel stepped up to the terminal. Her fingers started to pound information into the terminal screens. Each hand danced across the three keyboards. When she was done both Dexter and Angel stood in front of the metallic door as it slid open. The door led into a private hangar set aside just for Angel. His friend was the chief mechanic on this space station and often got special benefits for being one. This hangar was just one of those benefits.
In the middle of the room was a ship. “Beautiful isn’t it?” Angel said, the look of admiration could be seen in her eyes.
The ship wasn’t exactly what you’d call beautiful. It was missing one of it’s wings, the hull had a large hole in it’s side. “Sure… I guess.” Said Dexter.
“You guess?” Angel said. She turned to face Dexter.
“You can’t fly it.” Said the cadet.
“Why would you want to? It’s an antique!” Said Angel. “I’m going to fix it up. It’ll run like new when I’m through with it.”
“You just said something about using antiques.” Dexter said.
“Well there’s a difference. These ships can be used for decades, laser pistols eventually have to be replaced. This thing will fly great.” Angel said.
“Than we can fly it into an asteroid field.” Said Dexter, excitedly.
Angel crossed her arms in front of her chest. “That’s never going to happen.” She said.
Closing up the hangar Angel was just about to sit back down when she got a message on her terminal. “One second.” She said, to Dexter. “Do you mind putting some coffee on for me?” She asked.
“Sure.” Said Dexter. Walking into the small kitchen, the only room in the small apartment that wasn’t covered in machine, or ship parts and found the coffee machine and started to put a filter in.
“What the…” Mumbled Angel.
“What’s wrong?” Dexter asked.
“A ship wrecked in hangar three.” Angel said.
Dexter’s eyes widened. Angel had designed the ship especially for him, and was very passionate when it came to her work. Dexter finished the coffee and was bringing the pot into the small living room. Angel was standing in front of her terminal looking very cross.
“Coffee?” Dexter said, holding up the pot.
“You destroyed my baby?” She said, with white hot fire.
“Well in all honesty it was the rebels shooting at me who wrecked it.” Said Dexter.
“And of course you destroyed them for it, right?” Said Angel.
“Well…” Dexter’s voice trailed off. He turned away from Angel to avoid her gaze. “Look I wanted to, but I…” Angel grabbed Dexter from behind.
“I’m going to kill you!” She screamed.
“Stop! Your going to make me spill the coffee!” Dexter cried. Angel had wrapped her right arm roughly around his neck, and had slid her other arm around under the arm he was using to hold the coffee and had grabbed his shoulder to make sure he didn’t run away.
“I don’t care about coffee now! Do you have any idea how long it took me to fix that ship up to your specifications! Days!” Angel screamed. “And you wrecked it like it was nothing!”
“If you kill me than you’ll have to save Queen Emerald yourself!” Dexter said. Angel loosened her grip on the space cadet.
“Who’s that?” She asked, settling down.
“She hails from planet Rolanet.” Dexter said. He found two coffee cups and poured the coffee into each of them. Handing one cup to Angel, the girl sat down on the couch. “Have you ever heard of it?” He asked.
“Who hasn’t.” Angel said, taking up her cup.
Dexter was starting to feel a little stupid around Angel. Not only was she a whiz when it came to machines, ships, and computers, but she was also well informed when it came to royalty and the planets they come from.
“It seems Alexander kidnapped her.” Said Dexter, sipping at his coffee.
“Why?” Angel asked. She knew who Alexander was of course, and knew that it wasn’t his style to kidnap anyone.
“Not sure. I’ll ask if I run into him.” Said Dexter.
Angel didn’t know if he was being serious or not. Taking a sip of her coffee she smacked her lips looking disgusted. “This is so bitter. How many scoops did you put in it?” Asked Angle.
“Three.” Said Dexter.
“Just three?” Angel asked.
“Yeah.” Said Dexter, nodding.
“Well you must have put it in wrong than.” Angel said.
“How many ways is there to put it in?” Dexter asked.
“Two. The way you put it in is number two. I like to call that way the ‘wrong way’ of putting it in. Now when coffee comes out of that machine tasting better than this than we in the mechanics community call that the ‘right way’ of doing it.” Said Angel.
“You make the coffee next time.” Said Dexter.
Angel was about to say something else when a small beeping sound in coming from Dexter’s wrist made her stop. The alarm of course came from a wristwatch. Glancing down at it he sighed deeply. “Sorry… I have to get going.” He said.
“Oh.” Angel said, sadly. “I was hoping we’d have more time to spend together. I rarely see you anymore.”
“I know. I’ll tell you what. If I come back we’ll spend a few days together. You can tell me how that clunker in the back works. Dexter said, motioning towards the metallic door with his thumb.
“No. When you come back I’ll show you.” Angel said.
Dexter and Angel stood. Angel sat her cup of coffee on the armrest of the couch and followed Dexter to the door.
“I’ll see you later, ok?” Dexter said.
“Yeah. I’ll be here.” Angel said.
Dexter was about to leave when Angel wrapped her arms around his waist. Dexter breathed deeply. He could smell the odor of motor oil in her hair. “Come back, ok?” She said.
“Hey, you can’t get rid of me that easily.” He said, hugging her back. Angel loosened her grip and watched as her friend waved goodbye to her and disappeared around a bend.
Angel had seen Dexter leave like this dozens of times, and each time it seemed to get harder and harder. He was a slave to his work, and sometimes Angel wondered if he would even come see her if it didn’t benefit his work. Angel moved a few locks of her hair out from her eyes. “See you.” She whispered, as she turned and disappeared into her room.
***
Dexter made his way to hangar four and was standing in front of his new ship. He noticed right away that this ship was a tad bigger than his old one. From what he saw it had three extra seats, an area to walk around in. A small room with a tiny bed in the back, and it even had a bathroom! Dexter was impressed, the old king obviously knew a good ship when he saw it.
“So what do you think?” Hank asked, the ships sales man.
“It looks great!” Dexter exclaimed. It was hard to hide his expression.
“King Barry told me you like this class of ship.” Said the man. He was much shorter than Dexter was, and completely bald headed. He wore a thick pair of glasses, and was dressed in a black suite, wearing a matching tie.
“Of course. Any good pilot flies a Mars battle cruiser, but man this thing’s a beauty!”
“I’m glad you like it sir. If you’ll follow me.” The sales man gestured for Dexter to follow him. Both men entered the ship, Dexter sat behind the controls while the man sat in the seat next to him. “I understand that your in a hurry to leave. Unfortunate business, King Barry told me all about it.”
“Yeah.” Dexter said, even though it looked like he was more interested in the control system than in saving a queen, he was really listening to what the man had to say.
“I didn’t know Queen Emerald personally, but I’ve known King Barry all my life.” Said the man, he looked down at the controls that were displayed in front of him. Unlike past models of the mars battle cruiser this one had a duel control setup.
“Is that so?” Said Dexter, glancing at the man.
“Yeah. He bought ships from my father, and now he buys them from me. I know it might sound like all this is coming from a salesman, but me and King Barry have history. You know?” Said the man.
“I understand.” Said Dexter, turning back to the controls.
“Well anyways I noticed that your old ship used the old radio communications system. This on the other hand has the best videophone setup you’ll ever see.” And with that Hank pressed a large red button in the middle of his control setup. In the space between the two controls a screen appeared.
“Nice.” Dexter said, smiling.
“Not only that, but this ship also has the best artificial gravitational system this galaxy has ever seen! You won’t be able to tell the difference between walking on earth and this ship.”
Dexter nodded. “Now if you’ll follow me outside.” The man stood and headed outside. He walked a few feet away from the ship expecting to see Dexter, but instead he watched as the ship lifted off the ground. “Wait!” Called Hank, waving his hands wildly in the air.
“Thanks for the tour Hank, but I’ll check out the rest later.” Dexter muttered, knowing the salesman couldn’t hear him. “Half-an-hour of filling out registration forms kind of does that to a guy.” He continued. Pressing the ignition button he waited for the ship to vibrate indicating they were ready to be engaged, but it was so smooth he couldn‘t tell whether or not they were on. “Nice…” Dexter admitted. He knew this ship was a lot better than his old one. Pushing forwards on the controls the ship, with a burst of energy sailed through the protective barrier of hangar four.
Just as Dexter left the space colony behind him he got a message on the videophone. Pressing the button Hank had showed him the screen came to life and Dexter saw a planet that was completely dark. He recognized it right-away. That must be where Queen Emerald is… Dexter thought. He pounded the planets coordinates into the control system and sat back. It would be a few hours before he reached the planet, and it gave him the perfect chance to go over his options of safely rescuing the queen.
CHAPTER FOUR
Emerald sat waiting on the uncomfortable bed her captives had accommodated her with. The bed was nothing more than a slab of wood connected to the wall with bolts and chains. She was given a small pillow, and a blanket to cover herself up with. Sleeping on the other hand was the last thing on the young woman’s mind. All she could think about was her kingdom, and Alyssa. Hopefully she was still alright.
Emerald didn’t look very lady like since her capture. She was roughly tossed around on the ship as she was strapped down like a criminal in an uncomfortable chair. And than once she was brought to this planet she was tossed in this prison and given only a few rations of food. Her hair was a mess, and her dress was ripped in a few places, her feet were bare as well having discarded her nylons hours ago. She wasn’t worried about her looks, she just wanted to go home.
Bringing her legs close to her chest she wrapped her arms around them. “Alyssa…” She sobbed.
“Who?” Said a light voice, from beyond the bars embedded in the door. Emerald turned suddenly and saw the one who had captured her standing beyond the door. A wide grin was smeared across his face. “Who were you talking about just now?” Asked the man, his grin remained.
“No one!” Emerald said, quickly getting to her feet. “What do you want from me!?” She demanded, standing a few feet away from the door. She could see the man’s eyes were glaring at her. The look was very unsettling.
“I don’t want anything from you. I told you that once already. You’re here to make another man very happy.” Said the man.
“What do you mean by that?” Emerald asked.
“Inquisitive little thing.” The man chuckled. He paced back and fourth in front of the door. “You see he wants to marry you.”
“I refuse to marry this man!” Emerald said, shrilly.
“As though you have a choice.” The man laughed. “Believe me Alexander isn’t the kind of man you want to say no to. It’s just best to do as he says, when he says it.”
Queen Emerald shook her head. She couldn’t understand why this man would want to marry her, or why he would go through all that trouble just to get at her. Why attack her kingdom? Why? Emerald sighed deeply, maybe it didn’t really matter why he did this.
“Who are you?” Emerald asked.
“My name isn’t really important, but if you really want to know it’s Adam.” The man said, he smiled a toothy smile at Queen Emerald.
Queen Emerald watched as the man continued to pace. He reminded her of a lion in a zoo. Pacing back and fourth in front of the bars that kept them there. Angry, alone, and afraid, but this she was sure was just her imagination. This man didn‘t look like someone who would be afraid of anything. Suddenly Emerald remembered something, something that happened when she had been discovered by this man. And it bothered her. “Before in the hangar you said you knew where I was. And that I was with someone else. How?” Emerald asked, remembering what had happened before in the castles underground hangar.
“Well that’s quiet simple. I knew you weren’t in the ship because you would have taken off long before I had arrived. I knew someone was with you because I know you. I know you would never take someone’s life. I knew if someone was with you they would have to be injured or they would have attacked me.” The man laughed. He stopped his pacing. “I kept my word didn’t I?” The man asked.
“You did.” Queen Emerald said.
“I’m not a bad guy. I just never found profit in being a good one.” The man said.
“Your still a monster.” Said Queen Emerald.
“Ouch. I guess we’ll never be friends now.” Said the man. He disappeared from the door. Emerald waited for the man to return, but he never did. Returning to her uncomfortable bed she hugged her legs close to her chest and started to cry.
***
Adam was laughing when he entered Alexander’s chambers. The large man was sitting behind a desk which he had his feet propped up on. The man stood exactly six feet tall, and was completely bald on top of his head. His face was smoothed cut, and he had dark brown eyes, and broad shoulders. His whole body seemed to be a mass of muscle. He wore a black coat, with matching pants and boots. He was holding a data disk close to his eyes.
“What’s the matter?” Adam asked, closing the door to Alexander’s chambers behind him.
“There isn’t anything about the kidnapping of Queen Emerald. Not on her home planet, not on earth where we sent her father, nothing!” Alexander said.
“How’s our guest doing?” Alexander asked, his voice boomed.
“Fine, fine.” Said Adam. “She’s scared. Just cold feet I guess.” He said.
Alexander laughed and stood. “She should be afraid. That’s how I like my women.” Alexander waved his left hand dismissively. “I really have no interest in her. It’s that little army of hers that’s what I’m interested in.” He said.
“I don’t really understand sir.” Said Adam.
Alexander cast a sideways glance at the man. He found it astounding sometimes that someone like Adam would be in his presence. The intergalactic space rangers had caused him his greatest problems at the beginning of his career. Often sending their best to take down some of his biggest and brightest plans. Now he was employing a former ranger. However this man had come to him once with information that had saved his life, and there for earned him Alexander’s trust. And over the years that trust had grown. He was the only man Alexander trusted with his life. And in this particular mission it was Adam’s idea to send a fake notice to King Barry. It was just luck that Queen Emerald would insist that her father take all their battle cruisers with him. Not that they would do any good against Alexander’s army, but still.
“Men cost money, am I right?” Alexander asked.
“Yeah.” Said Adam. “Food, and shelter I guess.”
“Right. So instead of using my money to keep my soldiers fed and sheltered just to take over another planet and slowly take over the armies they own on surrounding planets, I marry the queen and inherit them that way.” Alexander said.
“Oh.” Adam said, finally understanding where he was getting at. “A lot of people aren’t going to be very happy about that.”
“I won’t be the only one ruling these armies. She won’t have a say in how they are run, but they’ll follow her and won’t cause problems. And besides I’ll finally be settling down.” Alexander said, after a few moments both men burst into laughter. When they had settled Alexander turned towards Adam, a look of concern could be clearly seen in his dark eyes. “I need you to be ready for anything tomorrow. Understand?” The man asked.
“I do sir. I’ll be ready.” Said Adam.
“We need the wedding to look as authentic as possible. If it looks like Queen Emerald is being forced to marry me we could have problems later on.” Said Alexander.
“Don’t worry sir. She mentioned someone by the name of Alyssa. I’m going to see if I can find this girl.” Said Adam.
“Do it.” Alexander said, he yawned and stretched his hands high over his head. Stretching out his back he faced Adam. “Until than I need my rest.”
“Understood.” Adam said, he bowed to Alexander and left his chambers.
CHAPTER FIVE
Hours later Dexter reached the dark, nameless planet where the ruler Alexander presided. He flew over the castle and noticed that every window was lit, and several guards stood at the entry points of the castle. It wouldn’t be easy to get inside, but he would find a way. Landing his ship a few clicks away Dexter climbed out and headed towards the castle. Making his way past two guards he was standing in a brightly lit hallway. Dexter was surprised that the castle was as clean as it was. The walls were white, and the floors were tiled and waxed. A few pedestals had small statues depicting Alexander as a great warrior, but those who knew him knew better than that.
Dexter slowly made his way down the long hallway, he ducked in and out of rooms as guards marched by, or entered the hallway to make sure it was still empty of life. It took a while, but finally Dexter was walking into a large open area.
Now where am I? Dexter wondered, his eyes scanning the walls, and tables that littered the huge area. He heard the sounds of footsteps behind him and Dexter as quickly as he could ducked underneath one of those tables.
“So how’s it going…” Said a muscular voice.
“Fine… Tired.” Said a different voice.
“Can’t wait for tomorrow to be over with…” Said the first voice. “I’m tired of looking out for that crabby queen.” The voice continued.
Queen Emerald. Dexter thought.
“I wouldn’t bother, that place is sealed pretty tightly.” Said the second voice.
Dexter glanced out from underneath the table and saw two guards standing only a few meters away. Each man was clad in old fashion knights armor, and carried laser pistols in their hands. The tallest one actually had a sword shoved into a scabbard by his right hip.
“Come on.” Said the tallest one, he patted the smaller man on the shoulder and they both left the room. After a few moments of holding his breath, and straining his ears listening for someone else to enter Dexter crawled out from underneath the table.
Now where is she? Dexter wondered. He made his way to the other side of the room and opened a large wooden door and slipping inside. He made sure the room he entered was empty before doing so. Walking a few feet into the room Dexter started to wonder if he should search for a dungeon. As he walked his eyes moved upwards and he stopped suddenly. He spotted a small android standing on the ceiling just above a door.
There… Dexter thought. He ran towards the door and gazed through a set of bars embedded in it. He saw a girl sleeping on a hard wooden slate, her eyes were closed tightly, and a blanket had been draped over her. “Hey!” Dexter hissed at the girl. The girl moaned and scratched her closed eyes. Glancing up and towards the door.
“What do you want?” She asked.
“I’m Dexter Knight! Your father hired me to rescue you.” Said Dexter.
The girl didn’t seem to understand right away. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but than she jumped up suddenly. “Don’t touch the door!” She said, shrilly.
“I saw the android.” Dexter said, motioning towards the ceiling with his head. As Queen Emerald slowly stepped up to the door Dexter was amazed at the beauty of this woman. Sure he heard rumors of her beauty, but it was hard to imagine someone like her actually existing.
“Your Dexter Knight?” Emerald asked. “I heard of you.” She said, a smile appeared on her lips.
“Really? I’m honored.” Dexter said, returning the smile.
“How are you going to rescue me?” Emerald asked.
Dexter glanced up at the android. He noticed it had it’s arms replaced with laser weapons, and he was sure there were a few other traps awaiting the foolish person that touched the door to this cell. He could only imagine what. “Has anyone spoken with you yet? Do you know why they kidnapped you?” Dexter asked.
Emerald nodded. “Do you know who Alexander is? He wants to marry me. I think it’s so he would inherit what I own.”
“And that would include armies right? You have armies on other planets too, right?” Dexter asked. Emerald nodded. “In a scary way that makes a lot of sense.” Said Dexter. After few moments of silence Emerald sighed deeply. “Did they hurt you?” Dexter asked.
“Nothing that I can’t handle. Just please be careful yourself.” Said Queen Emerald.
“Don’t worry about me. Listen I have an idea, be ready to run tomorrow.” Said Dexter. “I have to go get ready.” Turning towards the door he had just gone through Emerald stopped him.
“Wait!” She called. “What are you planning?”
“Sorry I have to find out where their planning on having the wedding. I plan on attending, and than crashing it.” Said Dexter, grinning. And without another word, and as quickly as he could Dexter ran through the door.
Lots to do. He thought.
CHAPTER ONE
The morning sun shown brightly through the partly closed curtains of queen Emeralds castle. Her eyes were closed tightly, and her breaths were shallow. Once the sun hit her closed eyes Emerald moaned, and rolled over onto her side, but it was too late the sun had already woken her up. Sitting up in her bed, she slid her bare feet out from underneath the covers, and sat at the edge of her bed yawning and stretching her hands high over her head. Emerald was known as a beautiful woman, she was often considered to be an angle, but she wasn’t sure about that statement.
She had honey blond hair that was draped over small rounded shoulders, bright blue eyes that seemed to shimmer like tiny pools of water, and ample breasts. She stood exactly five feet tall, and was often considered to be a midget in her family. That statement didn’t bother her in the least.
She was often cited by other for getting her short stature from her father. The man only stood a few inches taller than her, and her mother stood an entire foot taller than she did. She got most of her looks from her. She too had blue eyes, and honey blond hair. She looked nothing like her father who was balding, the hair he did have was around his ears. He was a short, portly figure.
Standing Emerald made her way into the bathroom where she bathed, and changed into a white, flowing dress, matching nylons and heels. Looking at herself in the mirror, she combed her hair and than went outside.
Emerald’s mother had passed away when she was only twelve-years old. She had sworn to be the kind of queen her mother was. Kind and gentle, and understanding. She might be better off than most, but she didn’t let that fact take away her humanity. Her father relinquished his powers to her only a few months ago, but he was still known as the king in the kingdom. He was much like her, and always tried to help those in need.
She wasn’t the kind of queen to sit around in the castle all day. She liked to go outside, walk in the garden, or even head into the village down the hill and interact with her people. The people who protected her castle with their lives. The village and castle was surrounded by a large fence made of stone, it marked the kingdoms boundaries, but her power stretched beyond these walls, and even to other planets.
I wonder if Alessa’s awake. Emerald thought. She wanted to check in on her, but decided against it. If she was still asleep she didn’t want to disturb her.
After ordering her breakfast, Emerald headed outside. A few of the guards who guarded the front gates of her castle insisted on accompanying her to the village, but Emerald insisted they stay behind. She trusted her people, and knew nothing bad would happen to her during her daily walks.
Walking down the dirt road that led to the village she lifted her bare arms out so the sun could hit them. It felt good against them, and the cool breeze blew her hair in the wind. Everything seemed so peaceful, and beautiful today. There wasn’t a gray cloud in the sky, and as she entered the village the smiling facing of her people reassured her even further.
“Good morning your highness.” Said a young man, bowing to Emerald as she passed.
“Good morning.” Emerald said, over her shoulder.
Besides her beauty, Emerald was also loved because of her attitude towards her people. She didn’t look at them just as loyal subjects, but as her friend, and family. They grew the crops, raised cattle and horses, protected the castle and village with the guards, and helped with anything else that needed to be dealt with.
Emerald headed down market street. The street had venders, and other open shops and was brimming with shopping mothers and their daughters, and men all looking to buy what they needed. As the queen passed she was greeted by more and more of her people. She stopped to speak with a few, and even bought some of their wares. Carrying a bag in her hands Emerald headed towards her friend, Cheryl’s home.
“Malady!” Said Cheryl, opening the front door of her quaint home.
“Good morning.” Said Emerald, merrily.
Cheryl stepped aside and allowed Emerald to enter. The home was small, but was furnished well. Taking a seat at the kitchen table the women started to chat.
“So how’s Alessa doing?” Cheryl asked.
“She’s good. I think she was still asleep when I left this morning.” Said Emerald.
“Late night of studying?” Cheryl asked.
“I think so. She’s a bright girl.” Said Emerald, smiling.
“You should be very proud of her.” Said Cheryl.
“I am.” Said Emerald.
The ladies conversation then turned to Emerald’s father who had left for Earth several days ago for diplomatic reasons.
“Have you heard anything from your father?” Cheryl asked.
“Not yet, but I’m sure he’s fine. When he left I pestered him until he took most of the star cruisers with him. He agreed, but I’m sure he was feeling uneasy about it. He‘s made a lot of enemies since he was in charge, and I felt better if he had taken most of the guard ships with him.” Said Emerald.
Even though her father was kind, his kindness also brought him a lot of problems. Whether it was on this planets with neighboring villages, or on other who were ruled by tyrants.
“I’m sure everything will be fine. This kingdom hasn’t seen war in years.” Cheryl said.
Emerald nodded. The last war that had broken out had claimed the life of her husband, Mark. Mark was called away to deal with a civil war that had broken out between to neighboring villages, but things didn’t go as planned and he was shot. Emerald thought often about the day she received the news, and the day they had buried him. It was hard, but life went on.
“How’s your husband doing?” Emerald asked.
Cheryl smiled. “A lot better. He’s back on his feet.” Cheryl’s husband had suffered an accident and hurt his back. He couldn’t walk for sometime, but thankfully he got better.
Just as Emerald was about to say something else the front door of Cheryl’s home flew open and a single guard stepped inside. The man was garbed in heavy looking armor, and carried a laser rifle in front of him. “Ma’am we need you.” He said.
Emerald looked worriedly at Cheryl, than got to her feet. “What’s wrong?” She asked.
The guard licked his lips nervously, while he looked at Cheryl for a moment before continuing. “We got reports of an enemy faction heading this way. War ships, the works!” The man said, he sounded agitated, and ready for a fight.
Emerald nodded. She wasn’t prepared for this, but had an idea. “We need to tell everyone to return to their homes.” Said Emerald, to the guard. “Get the barrier up, maybe that will buy us some time.”
The barrier was made out of pure energy and surrounded the castle. It was a lot stronger than metallic armor, and invisible to the naked eye. The only way you can really tell if it was working is when it’s first started, the sky would look like it was made up of black electricity, and than it would turn invisible. It was strong, but wouldn’t last forever.
“Emerald?” Cheryl said, now getting to her feet.
“It’s alright Cheryl.” Emerald said, touching her friends arm. “Just stay put.” Cheryl nodded.
The guard led Emerald from the home. Others guards were on horseback awaiting their commands.
“Tell everyone to return to their homes! And get the barrier up!” Shouted the guard. The men nodded and raced off into the village shouting for people to go home, and stay there. The guard who had told Emerald the news got back up on his horse, and helped Emerald into the saddle behind him.
“What do we have to defend ourselves with?” Emerald asked.
“Laser pistols, and rifles. The castle has a few energy based cannons. I don’t know if it will be enough though.” Said the man.
“Can we call for help?” Emerald asked.
“Yes, we’ve already contacted planet Otlanet for help. They’re sending a fleet to help out.”
“Ok. Take me back to the castle. Someone needs to see to Alyssa!” Said Emerald.
The two raced back to the castle on horseback as fast as they could. All around them villagers stopped to stare, a look of concern splayed across their faces. “GET BACK TO YOUR HOMES!” Both Emerald, and the guard shouted. As they passed the villagers clambered into their, and others homes. They slammed the doors and windows closed, and locked them. They weren’t sure what was happening. Emerald knew, but why was this happening? Why now?
When they had arrived back at the castle Emerald ordered the guard to see to Alessa. He nodded and disappeared around the castle, still on the horse. Emerald ran into the castle and headed to her room on the top floor. She passed by cooks, and maids who were all heading towards their rooms.
“What’s happening ma’am?” Asked a young girl, she looked frightened.
“Nothing we can’t handle child.” Said Emerald, patting the girl on her shoulder. “Please go to your room and stay there, the barriers about to go up.” She said.
“Yes ma’am.” Said the girl, bowing.
Emerald smiled and watched as the girl ran to the nearest door and entered.
Poor child. Emerald thought. She hated the look of fear on the young, or anyone.
Emerald entered her room and gazed out the window. The streets were bare, but the court yard below was filled with guards all brandishing laser rifles, and pistols. The castles cannons rose from the gardens and were pointed towards the heavens. They were ready for a fight.
“BE STRONG!” Emerald shouted, from her window.
The guards looked up and saluted, Emerald returned the gesture. Emerald pressed her hands against her chest, her heart felt like it was breaking in two. She was so scared for her people, for Alessa.
Emerald turned to leave her room to see to Alessa when she saw a black shadow fall over her castle. The shadow chased away the sun, and hopes of all it touched. The ship was huge, much bigger than the castle.
“God help us…” Emerald cried, as she folded her hands together.
The ship turned towards the castle and started to fire. Heavy red blasts of energy struck the barrier. The barrier held, but made a loud crackling sound as it was struck again, and again. Emerald watched in horror as the ship continuously fired it’s cannons even though they weren’t breaking. The barrier was steadily growing darker as it was continuously struck with the energy blasts. Finally it shattered and a beam of energy struck the east side of the castle punching a hole in it’s stone ceiling. Emerald heard screams in the distance.
“NO!” Emerald screamed. Turning towards the wall where she heard the screams. Tears were now draining down her cheeks. Emerald dabbed her eyes with the back of her hand. Don’t cry! Don’t cry! She screamed at herself, but it was hard not to knowing her people were dying.
The castles cannons turned towards the giant ship and started to fire upon it. There were only two cannons, and were easily outnumbered by the ships who seemed to have twelve at the front, near it’s nose, and dozens more under it’s belly. The ships cannons aimed at the castles cannons and fired, the cannons were demolished. The guards far below ran into the courtyard and aimed their weapons at the ship. They knew the attack was suicidal, but it didn’t stop them. The ship on the other hand didn’t fire at the men, instead it aimed it’s nose towards the sky and took off. It disappeared in a cloud.
The men looked up dumbfounded. Emerald too looked surprised, but the reprieve didn’t last long, from far away the sounds of engines could be heard. The roar of machines coming to life. Emerald spotted them first, large tanks in the distance cutting through forests, and mowing down foliage.
“TANKS!” Emerald screamed down at the men. She pointed towards the tanks that were barreling towards their kingdom. The guards couldn’t see over the walls, and didn’t have a clue as to where they would strike first, running to different sides of the castle readying themselves for the attack. Most vehicles used for war, or otherwise were energy based. The barrier protected the castle from that, but since it was gone they were sitting ducks!
The tanks fired energy based blasts towards the castles walls, demolishing them as they struck. The tanks smashed through the walls and drove through the village, some even smashed into homes sending debris high into the air. Emerald watched helplessly as more of her people were slaughtered, and for what?
Her guards fired upon the tanks, but their weapons only bounced off the tanks high density armor. The men surrounded the tanks, but they were either mowed down or fired at. The guards didn’t last long.
The door to Emerald’s room opened and two men entered the room. One was tall and held a laser pistol in his right hand, and a laser rifle was slung over his shoulder. He wore a gun belt that was covered with grenades. The other carried only a laser rifle. “Ma’am we need to leave.” Said the man on Emerald’s right. Emerald turned and nodded. “What about Alessa?” She asked.
“She’s fine. We got her our of the village as soon as you told us to see to her.” Said the man, shaking his head. “It was the only thing we could think of doing.”
“No! That’s great, thank you.” Emerald said, smiling weakly. Even though she felt like breaking down and crying, she still needed to appear strong, and hopeful for the men. They fed off her courage, and she would show as much as she could, even if it killed her.
“Ma’am?” Asked the man on the Emerald’s right.
“Yes. Let’s go.” She said. She allowed the man to take her by the hand and lead her out of her room, they were followed from behind by the other man, who was looking very nervous.
“Don’t worry.” Said the man, catching Emerald’s eyes. He smiled, and Emerald returned the gesture. It was exactly what he was going to tell him.
Once they entered the hall the two men went separate ways. The one holding Emerald’s hand went right, while the other went left. The one on the left held his rifle like he was about to fire at something, but the hallway was empty.
“What about everyone else?” Asked Emerald.
“We need to worry about you first.” Said the man, holding her hand.
“No!” Emerald shouted, wriggling her hand out of the man’s. “We won’t leave without them!” She said.
“Ma’am please.” Said the guard, turning to face Emerald. “There’s only one transport ship in the castles hanger, it would be impossible to get everyone in the castle and village inside. I’m sorry, but we have no choice. We might not even get out alive in it anyways. It doesn’t have any kind of defense system, cloaking system, or anything like that.” Emerald listen intently as the man continued to name all the reasons why they should only worry about her. The castle’s hanger was located underneath the castle. The guard was still talking when out of the corner of his eye he saw several enemy troops enter the hallway. They wore armor too, but their armor was crimson red, and their weapons varied from energy based pistols, shotguns, rifles. Even antique grenade launchers.
“Get back!” Shouted the guard, talking to Emerald. He pushed his queen behind him and opened fire on the men, so did the other guard who was heading down the hallway. Their blasts struck down the enemy troops as they flooded the hallway. They were caught by surprise, but soon they were firing their weapons too.
The two guards together cut through several enemy troops, but soon the enemy troops gained ground. One fired at the guard closest to them, he was killed almost instantly. The guard standing behind Emerald fired his weapon, and continuously backed up. When they made it to the next hallway he grabbed Emerald hand and guided her down it as fast as he could. The enemy troops ran as well, and the guard who led Emerald by her hand turned and fired his weapon at them as they continued to run.
They approached a large stairwell that led to the first floor of the castle. Enemy troops were waiting at the bottom, but their backs were turned. The guard fired on them striking each one down. When they reached the bottom landing the guard and Emerald turned right and without delay continued towards the hanger.
They could hear the sounds of explosions, and fighting all around them as the two continued through the castle. All Emerald wanted to do was help them, but knew there was nothing she could do for them.
Finally they arrived in front of a large wooden door that led underneath the castle. The guard opened the door and allowed Emerald to go first. He waited until she was halfway down the stairs before he followed. Closing the door behind them he locked it and headed down the stairs. The stairwell was narrow, and poorly lit, but it was bright enough to see where the next step was.
When they entered the hanger bright lights turned themselves on and illuminated a small ship. Normally the entire hanger would have been filled to the brim with fighter class space ships, but since she begged her father to take them with him to earth the only ship that remained was one transport ship that was only big enough to carry twelve people in it, and a few large and small crates off to the side. She knew the guard was right about not being able to help anyone else, but she felt like she was abandoning her people. Betraying them even.
The guard saw the concern in his queen’s eyes and smiled. “Let’s go.” He said, motioning with his head towards the ship. Just as he finished his sentence a loud boom caused them to jump and turn towards the stairwell they had just left. The sounds of enemy troops running down the stairs brought worry to the guards face. Pointing towards the crates he ran to the side of the stairwell and waited for the enemy troops.
By the time the first one appeared Emerald was hiding behind one of the large crates that was probably filled with ship parts.
The guard silently, and quickly inched his way towards the man. Driving the butt of his rifle into the man’s stomach. The man bent low, coughing just as the guard drove the butt of his rifle into the man’s chin. The man fell hard to his back. Another man appeared and the guard was on him in a second, he punched him hard in the face, and ducked underneath the man’s fist as he threw a punch. When he rose he punched the man in the side of the temple. The man turned on his feet before he fell to the ground beside his comrade. More and more of the enemy troops ran into the hanger, again and again the guard took them out with his hands. It looked like a dance to Emerald watching the guard duck, block, and dodge the enemies attacks. She was starting to think this man could single handedly take out all of the attacking troops.
Unfortunately as the though entered her mind one of the attacking troops fired a laser pistol at the guard. The attack was low, but did a lot of damage as the beam of energy sliced through the guards leg. The guard winced in pain and fell to his knees. Tearing a grenade off his gun belt he tossed it into the stairwell. It exploded killing the remaining troops, but more were coming. Emerald watched as the guard fell to his back. He was breathing hard, and clasping his hand over his wound, blood seeped through his fingers.
Emerald moved away from her hiding spot and approached the guard. “Let me help you!” She cried, tearing a small sliver of cloth from her dress. She tied it over the man’s wound, he winced in pain as she did this. “Come on. This can’t be the worst you ever suffered.” Emerald said.
“No.” The man agreed, through gritted teeth. “But it’s the only one I’m remembering right now.” At for the first time since this happened both the guard and Emerald laughed. They laughed out of exhaustion, not the fact that the guard was hurt.
The sound of someone walking down the stairwell interrupted their laughter. Emerald tired to help the guard to his feet, but his leg refused to work. So instead Emerald grabbed the man from under his arms and dragged him as fast as she could behind the crates. “Your heavy.” Emerald groaned.
“I blame that on the prosperity of this kingdom.” The man whispered. They moved behind the first crate, and Emerald slipped and fell on hard on her bottom. The heel on her left shoe had broken. Emerald kicked off her heels and tossed them aside.
Standing in her nylon clad feet she looked over the crate they hid behind and saw a single man standing near the stairwell. The man had short black hair, and dark brown eyes, broad shoulders, and muscular arms and legs. He stood six feet tall, and was garbed in a gray uniform that had black lines carved into it making it looked like the uniform was made from blocks. He wore boots, and gloves with the same designs on them, and a cape that flowed behind him. In the middle of his chest was black stitching, like the uniform had been sloppily repaired. He wore a belt with a holster on his right hip, a laser rifle could be seen in it. In the man’s hands was parts of the door that had been locked earlier.
Emerald recognized the uniform right away. It belonged to members of the ‘intergalactic space cadets.’ A group dedicated to keeping the peace on all planets in Earth’s galaxy and beyond.
The man was looking at the fragments of the door. When he moved his eyes from them he said. “It was open so I came in.” His voice was gruff, and echoed throughout the hanger. Letting the pieces fall to the ground he than turned to the dead troops. “That’s going to cost someone.” He said, pointing at the corpses.
Emerald held her breath. The man was looking at the transport ship. Did he think someone was on it? “That’s quiet a mess outside too. I can’t tell the difference between my men, or yours. Doesn’t matter I guess. To me that is.” The man said, as he strolled towards the ship, he didn’t seem bothered about what was happening outside. “I think you should come out and surrender yourself to us. If your confused about the uniform than don’t be, it’s meaningless to me now. I’m not here to help you.” Said the man.
Emerald looked down at the guard who was starring blankly at the ceiling. Tears were draining down his cheeks. Emerald patted his shoulder and smiled. “We’re ok.” She whispered.
“I know you care for your people.” The man continued. “I’ll tell you what. If you come out and surrender than the killing will stop. I’ll even spare the guard behind those crates.” Said the man, pointing at Emerald his eyes were still fixed on the ship.
How did he know they were back there?
Emerald swallowed hard. Her voice shook as she said, “do you swear?”
“On my life.” The man said, turning towards Emerald.
“Than I’m coming out.” Emerald said.
She was about to stand when the guard grabbed her arm. “No.” He sobbed helplessly.
Emerald smiled down at him, and lightly kissed him on his cheek. “It’s ok. You rest.” She said. Emerald had to pull his hand off her arm. When she stood she walked out from behind the crates and slowly made her way towards the man.
“You promised.” She said, finally stepping up to him.
“I did.” He said. Taking a small communication device out from his belt he spoke into it. “I have the queen, all men return to the tanks.” He said. Placing the device back in it’s place. “See?” He said.
“Why are you doing this? What do you want with me?” She asked.
“I don’t want anything to do with you, but I have orders to take you to my master.” The man said.
“Master?” Emerald said, repeating the man’s last word.
“Well you shouldn’t call him master.” Said the man.
“What should I call him?” Emerald asked, crossly.
“I don’t know what you would call him. Try hubby.” The man smiled, as he grabbed Emerald roughly by her arm and dragged her out of the hanger. “Let’s go meet your future husband.”
CHAPTER TWO
Barry was the king of planet Rolanet where his daughter Emerald was left in charge. He may worry about his daughter, about leaving her to rule his kingdom, but it wasn’t because he didn’t trust her. Often he was accused of being too overprotective, but what good father wasn’t? He argued about taking all their guard ships with him for this meeting, but Emerald had ordered the pilots to follow him anyways, so what choice did he have?
Barry was in his late fifties. He had a long, black beard, and was loosing the hair off the top of his head. The hair he did have was now around his large ears. He had dark brown eyes, and stood approximately five feet, four inches tall. He was a portly figure, with broad, droopy shoulders. Barry usually wore a black outfit, with matching boots, when he went to these diplomatic meetings. He had only received his invitation two weeks ago, and in that time he’s made his preparations for his journey to earth. It only took a few hours to get to Earth from planet Rolanet, thanks to the engines his ships were installed with, but they most certainly weren’t the fastest out there.
Barry sat in the seat next to the pilot, he was drearily looking out the front windows. He never liked these long voyages into space, but transporting from his planet to Earth was impossible.
“Are you ok your highness?” Asked the pilot, glancing over at his king.
“I’m fine. Bored, but fine.” Said Barry.
“I understand. I’m not much of a space traveler myself. I remember when I was still in training I used to fly through an asteroid filed just for fun.” The pilot laughed.
“I enjoy excitement, but let’s avoid that on this trip.” Said Barry, laughing in return.
The transport ship was nice. It was rather large and easy accommodated twenty men. And it did. Beside the king, and the pilot, eighteen guards all brandishing laser pistols sat in the seats behind the two men. Even the pilot had a pistol in a holster connected to his left hip. The guards looked just as bored as the king did. A few were asleep even.
“I hope Emerald’s doing ok.” Said Barry.
“I’m sure she’s fine. She’s a strong woman.” Said the pilot.
“That she is. I guess I shouldn’t worry, but it’s a habit.” Said Barry.
“It’s normal to worry.” Said the pilot.
Barry nodded in agreement. When the king decided to relinquish his powers to Emerald he knew he acted unsure of his decision. Which might have hurt Emerald’s feelings, but it was unintentional. He wanted the best for his kingdom, and was almost positive that his daughter was it. Even though he was no longer considered king of his kingdom he was always referred to as one. Even though his daughter was now in charge she always looked to him for guidance, and he was always more than happy to provide it. He loved his daughter very much, and she loved him.
In the distance the blue planet earth could be seen, and just in front of them they could see the space colony that hovered thousands of miles above the earths atmosphere. They had to dock there first before they could get to earth.
“This is pilot Titus escorting king Barry to Earth. Requesting permission to land.” Said the pilot into the videophone.
The videophone was located in the middle of the ships consoles. Seconds after asking for permission a young, smiling woman’s face appeared. “We have received your transmission. Permission to land has been granted, please land your ship in hangar one.” Said the voice.
“Thank you.” The pilot said.
Maneuvering the ship into the space colony that was floating high about Earth was an easy task since the opening was so large. The opening was protected by a barrier which could be flown in and out of, however if an unauthorized ship flew into that barrier it would be like flying into a brick wall. The barrier also protected everyone within the colony from the vacuum of space.
The colony was positioned there hundreds of years ago as a docking station for new inhabitants who wished to colonize, or develop diplomatic relations with Earth. And thanks to the super barrier that had been placed around the entirety of Earth the colony was the only way to get into Earth. A special transporter was located deep within the colony. That transporter teleported people to the ‘intergalactic space cadets’ HQ building for processing. Barry didn’t like being teleported to earth and hoped that the meeting would take place in the space colony.
The ship landed in hangar one. The guard ships that had followed the transport ship to colony landed in special places around the ship. Barry got to his feet, and stretched out his back. He hated sitting for so long.
“Your majesty we’ll follow you inside.” Said the pilot, as he powered down the ship.
“That won’t be necessary.” Said King Barry, shaking his head.
The pilot looked nervous about this. And so did the other guards who were standing as well.
“Are you sure?” Asked the pilot.
“I’ll be fine.” Barry said. He stood in front of the door. The pilot pressed a few commands into the ships consol and the door opened. Barry walked down the steps and into the hanger. Glancing around the guard ships, and beyond he noticed that his ship was the only one that belonged to royalty.
Maybe I’m early. Thought Barry.
Barry walked, unescorted, to the strategy room where he was hoping the meeting would be taken place. He was greeted by passerby’s who seemed surprised to see him. “Hello?” He said, to a woman who was starring at him as he passed.
“Hi.” She said, giving Barry a small wave.
Barry shook his head as he passed. Walking through a set of double doors he spotted the head of the space colony, Markus, sitting at a tall podium typing on his computer.
Markus was a chubby little man in his early thirties. He had dark, beady little eyes, and short black hair. He wore a suit, with a red tie, and looked busy.
“Markus!” Barry shouted, gleefully. Smiling brightly at Markus he made his way past the empty isles of seats. Markus was the only person at these meeting he could stand to be around. The other planets leaders, and even the leader of Earth were usually uptight, but Markus was usually loose, and easygoing with everyone.
“Barry?” Markus said, confused looking up from his work.
“Am I early?” Barry asked. He turned and starred out at all the empty isles.
“Early for what?” Markus asked, still confused.
Barry furrowed his eyebrows. It was unusual for Markus not to know about a diplomatic meeting since he was the one who always set them up. Barry reached into his uniform and removed a date screen from it’s depths. A data screen was a tiny computer that generated a hologram of a computer screen, and could store unlimited amounts of information.
Barry activated the tiny computer and found the notice for the meeting, he than handed it to Markus.
“What the…” Markus said, as soon as he was finished reading the notice.
“You see!” Barry laughed. “I…” He began, but was interrupted by Markus who picked up a communicator that sat beside his computer.
“Sorry Barry…” Markus said, looking at the king. “Tom could you please come to the strategy room?” He said. Markus than sat down the communicator.
Just as Barry was about to ask what was wrong the door opened, and a small man with long black hair, and dark brown eyes stepped inside. “Can I help you?” Asked Tom, standing making his way towards the two men. When his eyes turned to Barry he stopped. “Sir!” He said, saluting. Barry returned the gesture.
“What’s up?” Tom asked Markus.
“Look at this, will you?” Markus handed the data screen over to Tom.
Tom quickly scanned the notice. “It’s a forgery, but it’s been so well done. It could almost pass as a genuine notice.” Said Tom.
Barry looked at Tom. “Who would send me a forged notice? And why?”
The three men stood dumbfounded. The door to the strategy room opened yet again and one of Barry’s guards stepped inside. “Your majesty.” The guard said, bowing.
“Yes? What is it?” Asked Barry.
“Sir we have some distressing news. The castle was attacked, and Queen Emerald was taken.”
All the air inside the room seemed to have been sucked out. The color in Barry’s face drained, and the lower half of his jaw dropped. “W-what do you mean taken?” He asked. The guard dropped his head, and the king understood.
“Who did this thing?” Barry asked.
“Were not sure, but request for help was sent by one of your daughters guards. A fleet of ships were sent to help, but they didn’t make it on time. There helping with the repairs to the castle and were trying to find where your daughter was taken, but I’m afraid we haven’t made any progress.” The guard said.
“And Alessa?” Barry asked, rubbing his hands together nervously.
“She was taken to a nearby village before the attack.” Said the guard.
Barry nodded, his eyes scanned the floor as though he were reading something. Than without saying another word King Barry headed up the aisles as fast as he could.
“Wait Barry!” Markus shouted, jumping to his feet. The man followed Barry past the guard, he knew where the old king was going.
“This way!” Markus said, as Barry stopped in a cross section in the colony. The king always got turned around. Barry followed the man into another room where Markus sat behind another desk. Grabbing dozens of files, and another communication device he started to shout orders into it.
“Don’t worry about anything Barry. We’ll do anything we can to insure your daughters safe return.” Said Markus, but he wasn’t looking at Barry who was now sitting in a seat in front of Markus’s desk. The room was soon abuzz with chattering people, they were all trying to find out who took Emerald, why she was taken, and where she was now.
Barry watched quietly as more, and more people entered and left the room. Finally the sounds of chattering stopped, and it was just Markus, Barry, and Tom in the room. “Barry we’ve found where your daughter was taken. We’ll get our best man on it immediately.” Said Markus, casting a sideways glance at Tom. Tom nodded and started typing information into his data screen. It was like they both knew who Markus was talking about.
“I’ll do anything to get my daughter back.” Said Barry. “She’s all I have now.”
“Don’t worry about anything.” Said Markus.
Barry nodded. He felt confidence in Markus and the intergalactic space cadets. He couldn’t help, but feel helpless. “Who- Who did you get?” Asked Barry, dabbing the sweat that was trickling down his forehead with the back of his hand.
Markus looked up from his paperwork and said, “Dexter Knight.”
CHAPTER THREE
The small spaceship that flew through space was a class seven ‘Mars battle cruiser’ and several years ago was considered the best in it’s class, but now it was classified as a antique since every time a new class of ships were brought out the old design received an entire overhaul making previous classes outdated. This ship however was in total disrepair. The engines were vibrating violently, and large holes had been punched into the ships wings. Inside the ship it was just as bad. Wires hung out of the bottom of the control mechanism, and smoke bellowed out of the ships consoles.
The pilot of that ship was a young man who’s name was Dexter Albert Knight, but he just went by the name Dexter. Dexter had long blond hair that fell to his cheekbones, and bright blue eyes that were hiding behind a pair of goggles. He stood five feet, six inches tall, had broad shoulders, and small arms and legs, but he was stronger than he looked. Wearing a pair of headphones over his ears, with a microphone close to his mouth. Dexter wore an intergalactic space cadet’s uniform. His was a crimson red uniform, that had thick black lines carved into it giving it a block like look. The collar of his uniform was also very long and fell to his chest. Matching gloves and shoes which bared the same design. Instead of wearing boots like most intergalactic space cadets, he wore steel toed shoes, that had a special guard that protected the tops of his feet. He wore a belt that was wrapped loosely around his waist, with a holster close to his right hip. A laser pistol was sitting in that holster, except that pistol wasn’t his. It was borrowed from his friend while his old one was being retuned.
Dexter wasn’t really fond of his middle name and rarely told anybody what it was simply because of it. He wasn’t sure which of his parents had given him that name.
Dexter had been with the space cadets most of his life. He started his training when he was very young, and had a reputation for getting missions done fast, and without fail. He wasn’t the strongest out of the other cadets, or the smartest, but his determination and success rate was how he came to be known simply as ‘the best.’ He was the only one in his class that had the ability to spin on the palms of his hand. It wasn’t a normal fighting technique, but he was good at it.
This mission was no different from the countless others he had received. Rebels had built an actual doomsday device that had the power to destroy planets! Dexter’s mission was to destroy the doomsday device, and than grab the blueprints for that device. The blueprints had been stored on a data screen. Dexter completed his mission, but as he was leaving the planets atmosphere his ship had sustained considerable damage from attacking rebel ships. He got away, but now he was afraid his ship wouldn’t hold out until he reached earth’s space colony.
At least if I blow up no one will be able to use the blue prints on that data screen to build another doomsday device. Dexter thought as he connected several wires to each other. The ship was loosing power and Dexter had no choice, but to rewire the ship to take power from parts of the ship he wasn’t using.
Dexter was turned to his left doing a rewire job when suddenly a red light flashed on a small display screen. The red light indicated that the ship was loosing more power than originally thought. Dexter shook his head when suddenly the screen cracked down the middle, and than exploded sending glass shards flying at Dexter’s face. Dexter placed his hands in front of his face to avoid being cut.
“That’s not good,” Dexter Said.
He finished his work he grabbed the controls than looked through the front window of his ship. He could just see the space colony.
Maybe I won’t die after all.
Dexter’s ship wasn’t outfitted with a videophone so he had to use the microphone. “This is Dexter Knight! I’ve sustained heavy damage to my ship and requesting an emergency landing!” Said Dexter, into the microphone.
Moment’s later a female voice said, “Dexter we have received your transmission. Please use hangar three for your emergency landing.” Said the voice.
Just as the transmission died Dexter flew past the first hangars. “Come on…” Dexter said, licking his lips. He flew past the second, and just as he flew past the third he cut all power to the ship and sailed inside. He was still going too fast to land safely. The hangar was luckily empty.
Forcing the nose of the ship down he bounced off the metal flooring and flew back into the air, but he was determined to land it. The ship once again hit the floor and as it did several metallic nets from the ceilings and floors of the hangar shot upwards catching the ship and slowing it down. The ship was now skidding across the floor throwing sparks high into the air. Just as Dexter thought his ship was going to slam into the back wall it slowed to a stop.
Throwing off his goggles, and headphones Dexter opened the hull of the ship and quickly climbed out. He saw Markus entering the ship with a look of concern on his face. Flying robots that were filled with water made their way over to the ship where they attempted to douse the fire that had sprung up from the back of the spaceship.
“Dexter!” Shouted Markus, waving the space cadet over to him.
Dexter made his way over to Markus where he handed the man the data disk he had collected from the rebels. “Sir the plan went off without a hitch. The doomsday device was destroyed, and I’ve collected the blueprints on it here. My ship sustained heavy damage, but…” The sounds of an explosion tore Dexter away from Markus. The right section of his ship had exploded and one of the robots putting out the flames had caught fire. Dexter watched as the rest of his ship was quickly engulfed in flames. A barrier had to be activated to contain the it.
“Great…” Dexter moaned. He turned back to Markus and handed him the data disk.
“I’ll review this later. Right now we have a very important mission that requires your immediate attention.” Said Markus, shoving the data disk into his pocket. He led Dexter out of the hangar. “Are you familiar with the royal family hailing from the planet Rolanet?” Markus asked, as he guided Dexter through the hull of the space station.
“I’ve heard of them, but I’m not too familiar.” Dexter Admitted.
Markus nodded. “A few hours ago we received some distressing news. The daughter of King Barry had been kidnapped, we haven’t received a ransom as of yet, but we did learn who was responsible.”
“Who?” Dexter asked.
Markus turned to face Dexter. “Alexander.” The name struck Dexter like a ton of bricks. Alexander was like a pirate, or a warlord depending on who told tales of him. Alexander was known for looting, murder, and creating an army of loyal soldiers willing to give their very lives for him.
“Why?” Dexter asked.
“Were not sure just yet.” Markus said.
Dexter and Markus stood facing each other for the longest time. Dexter didn’t know what to say, or think for that matter. Alexander had never kidnapped anyone. He usually killed them first. “Who did he take? What’s the woman’s name?” Asked Dexter.
“Queen Emerald.” Said Markus.
“I understand. What are my orders?” He asked.
Markus grinned. “We need you to retrieve the young woman as soon as you can. We’ve picked up on the ship that had taken her. We’ll give you all the information you need before you leave. Before you leave however King Barry wanted to have a word with you, in private.”
“Ok.” Dexter said. Markus told Dexter the king was waiting for him in the strategy room. Making his way down the many hallways of the space station Dexter arrived at the strategy room. Two men were standing in front of the door, each clad in armor and brandishing laser rifles.
“Your name?” Asked one of the guards.
“Dexter Knight.” Said Dexter.
“Our king wants to speak with you.” Said the same guard, and with that both men stepped aside.
“That’s why I’m here.” Breathed the space cadet. He didn’t like when royalty brought their guards to this space station. It was something he quickly grew used to. Even though the space station hovered over earth it was still a region where people, or entities that showed some kind of intelligence could gather. They sometimes brought along their guards for extra protection even if The Intergalactic Space Cadets was housed there. Even though most of the cadets were from earth they were employed by anyone who requested their assistance. The cadets had been around for so long that no one knew who exactly started the program. They had the tendency of taking control of certain rooms, and showing unnecessary hostility. The guards were his concern though as he entered through the front door. His eyes scanned the room it was empty except for the portly king sitting in one of the many aisles. A look of worry was splayed across his features.
“You wanted to see me?” Dexter said, entering the room.
The king breathed and stood. Sweat was trickling down his brow. “Has Markus spoken with you?” The king asked.
“He did.” Dexter said, he was now standing a few feet away from the worried king.
The king dabbed at his sweating forehead with the back of his hand. “I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do right now. I feel like I should go myself and rescue my daughter, but I’m scared.” Said the king.
“What do you mean?” Dexter asked, wondering where the king was going with this.
“I’m old. I’m fat. I’m not who I used to be. I’m afraid I might get my daughter killed by going myself. Before I made my way to the office of the space cadets, but when I got there I folded. I was lost.” Said the king. Dexter nodded in understanding. He knew finally where the king was coming from.
“Sir it’s alright.” Dexter said, comfortingly. “I give you my word, your daughter will be returned to you safely.”
King Barry turned towards the seat he was sitting at. Dexter hadn’t noticed before, but a small card was sitting on the armrest. Picking it up the king held it out to Dexter. “This card has over one million credits stored on it.” Said the king, credits took the place of paper money several decades ago, they were a lot easier to carry around. “And a brand new class twelve ‘mars battle cruiser’ is waiting for you in hangar four.” Continued the king. “I want to give these to you to ensure my daughters safety.”
Dexter’s features softened. “My normal fee will be sufficient, but…” Dexter turned towards the front doors of the strategy room. “Since my old ship is heading towards the scrap yard I’ll be happy to take the one your offering.” Dexter said.
The king smiled. “Thank you Dexter Knight.” He said, and the two men shook hands.
***
Even though Dexter was raring to go he still had to keep a promise he had made to an old friend. Luckily she lived on the space station so he didn’t have to be transported to earth just to see her. Standing outside her door, Dexter reached into his uniform and removed a card key from it sliding it into the card reader that was installed to the side of his door. His friend had given him the keycard so he could enter her place anytime he needed to. Stepping inside a dark room he waited until his eyes adjusted to the dark.
The room was a mess. Machine parts were lying everywhere, and a large computer terminal could be seen next to a large, metallic door. Dexter took a few steps into the room and saw the lying form of his friend on a plush couch. Finding a lamp he switched on the light so he could see better.
His friend was young, a few months younger than Dexter in fact. She stood five feet tall, had long bleach blond hair, and bright green eyes, though they couldn’t be seen now because they were closed. Small rounded shoulders, and she was wearing a white tank top that was tucked neatly into a pair of black shorts, and flip-flops on her feet. Her name was Angel.
Angel and Dexter had been friends for most of their lives. They went to the same school, they joined the cadets when they were young, but Angel never stuck with it. She told him once that her true calling was mechanics. Even in the semi dark room Dexter could see small splotches of oil on her cheeks.
Your always sleeping on the job. Thought Dexter, stepping up to his friend. He lightly touched the side of her face. Angel sighed and opened her eyes. A smile appeared on her face.
“Welcome home.” She said, smiling up at Dexter.
“Yeah I just got in.“ Said Dexter, as he stepped back giving his friend room to sit up. Angel sat up and stretched her hands high over her head. “Sorry, I didn‘t mean to wake you.” He said.
“Don’t be. I‘m glad you did.” Said Angel. She looked up at Dexter and smiled. “You look good.” She said.
“You don’t look half bad yourself.” Said Dexter. He found a seat next to Angel. “Here.” Dexter removed the laser pistol from it’s holster and handed it to Angel. “I didn’t have to use it.” He said.
“I know how you space cadets are. It wouldn’t have felt right, right?” She asked.
“Yeah… about my old one.” He said. Hinting for her to get it.
Angel nodded and stood. She walked behind a counter and removed a metal box. Reaching into her short’s pockets she found a small key and slid it into the lock. Opening the lid she removed an elderly looking laser pistol that was much bulkier than the one he had just given her. She put the newer looking laser pistol in the box and placed it back under the counter. “Here you are. Good as new.” Angel said.
Standing Dexter took the pistol and quickly examined it. “Thanks.” He said. “It was getting pretty bad.”
“That’s what happens when you use antiques.” Angel said.
“Yeah, yeah.” Dexter said, as he placed the pistol in his holster.
He knew Angel was right, but the problem is these newer pistols were made lighter and lost most of the protection the older models had, that meant they were easy to break. “You’re a life saver.” He said.
“I know. You can thank me later. I’m thinking a night on the town.” Angel said, smiling. “You can buy me whatever I want.” She said.
“Sounds like a date. So what have you been working on lately?” He asked. Angel looked over at her computer terminal. The terminal wasn’t like others. It had three screens, and three keyboards for each terminal. It was old in comparison to the data disks, but Angel created computers to be reliable not portable.
“Want to see?” She asked.
“Yeah.” Dexter said. Angel stepped up to the terminal. Her fingers started to pound information into the terminal screens. Each hand danced across the three keyboards. When she was done both Dexter and Angel stood in front of the metallic door as it slid open. The door led into a private hangar set aside just for Angel. His friend was the chief mechanic on this space station and often got special benefits for being one. This hangar was just one of those benefits.
In the middle of the room was a ship. “Beautiful isn’t it?” Angel said, the look of admiration could be seen in her eyes.
The ship wasn’t exactly what you’d call beautiful. It was missing one of it’s wings, the hull had a large hole in it’s side. “Sure… I guess.” Said Dexter.
“You guess?” Angel said. She turned to face Dexter.
“You can’t fly it.” Said the cadet.
“Why would you want to? It’s an antique!” Said Angel. “I’m going to fix it up. It’ll run like new when I’m through with it.”
“You just said something about using antiques.” Dexter said.
“Well there’s a difference. These ships can be used for decades, laser pistols eventually have to be replaced. This thing will fly great.” Angel said.
“Than we can fly it into an asteroid field.” Said Dexter, excitedly.
Angel crossed her arms in front of her chest. “That’s never going to happen.” She said.
Closing up the hangar Angel was just about to sit back down when she got a message on her terminal. “One second.” She said, to Dexter. “Do you mind putting some coffee on for me?” She asked.
“Sure.” Said Dexter. Walking into the small kitchen, the only room in the small apartment that wasn’t covered in machine, or ship parts and found the coffee machine and started to put a filter in.
“What the…” Mumbled Angel.
“What’s wrong?” Dexter asked.
“A ship wrecked in hangar three.” Angel said.
Dexter’s eyes widened. Angel had designed the ship especially for him, and was very passionate when it came to her work. Dexter finished the coffee and was bringing the pot into the small living room. Angel was standing in front of her terminal looking very cross.
“Coffee?” Dexter said, holding up the pot.
“You destroyed my baby?” She said, with white hot fire.
“Well in all honesty it was the rebels shooting at me who wrecked it.” Said Dexter.
“And of course you destroyed them for it, right?” Said Angel.
“Well…” Dexter’s voice trailed off. He turned away from Angel to avoid her gaze. “Look I wanted to, but I…” Angel grabbed Dexter from behind.
“I’m going to kill you!” She screamed.
“Stop! Your going to make me spill the coffee!” Dexter cried. Angel had wrapped her right arm roughly around his neck, and had slid her other arm around under the arm he was using to hold the coffee and had grabbed his shoulder to make sure he didn’t run away.
“I don’t care about coffee now! Do you have any idea how long it took me to fix that ship up to your specifications! Days!” Angel screamed. “And you wrecked it like it was nothing!”
“If you kill me than you’ll have to save Queen Emerald yourself!” Dexter said. Angel loosened her grip on the space cadet.
“Who’s that?” She asked, settling down.
“She hails from planet Rolanet.” Dexter said. He found two coffee cups and poured the coffee into each of them. Handing one cup to Angel, the girl sat down on the couch. “Have you ever heard of it?” He asked.
“Who hasn’t.” Angel said, taking up her cup.
Dexter was starting to feel a little stupid around Angel. Not only was she a whiz when it came to machines, ships, and computers, but she was also well informed when it came to royalty and the planets they come from.
“It seems Alexander kidnapped her.” Said Dexter, sipping at his coffee.
“Why?” Angel asked. She knew who Alexander was of course, and knew that it wasn’t his style to kidnap anyone.
“Not sure. I’ll ask if I run into him.” Said Dexter.
Angel didn’t know if he was being serious or not. Taking a sip of her coffee she smacked her lips looking disgusted. “This is so bitter. How many scoops did you put in it?” Asked Angle.
“Three.” Said Dexter.
“Just three?” Angel asked.
“Yeah.” Said Dexter, nodding.
“Well you must have put it in wrong than.” Angel said.
“How many ways is there to put it in?” Dexter asked.
“Two. The way you put it in is number two. I like to call that way the ‘wrong way’ of putting it in. Now when coffee comes out of that machine tasting better than this than we in the mechanics community call that the ‘right way’ of doing it.” Said Angel.
“You make the coffee next time.” Said Dexter.
Angel was about to say something else when a small beeping sound in coming from Dexter’s wrist made her stop. The alarm of course came from a wristwatch. Glancing down at it he sighed deeply. “Sorry… I have to get going.” He said.
“Oh.” Angel said, sadly. “I was hoping we’d have more time to spend together. I rarely see you anymore.”
“I know. I’ll tell you what. If I come back we’ll spend a few days together. You can tell me how that clunker in the back works. Dexter said, motioning towards the metallic door with his thumb.
“No. When you come back I’ll show you.” Angel said.
Dexter and Angel stood. Angel sat her cup of coffee on the armrest of the couch and followed Dexter to the door.
“I’ll see you later, ok?” Dexter said.
“Yeah. I’ll be here.” Angel said.
Dexter was about to leave when Angel wrapped her arms around his waist. Dexter breathed deeply. He could smell the odor of motor oil in her hair. “Come back, ok?” She said.
“Hey, you can’t get rid of me that easily.” He said, hugging her back. Angel loosened her grip and watched as her friend waved goodbye to her and disappeared around a bend.
Angel had seen Dexter leave like this dozens of times, and each time it seemed to get harder and harder. He was a slave to his work, and sometimes Angel wondered if he would even come see her if it didn’t benefit his work. Angel moved a few locks of her hair out from her eyes. “See you.” She whispered, as she turned and disappeared into her room.
***
Dexter made his way to hangar four and was standing in front of his new ship. He noticed right away that this ship was a tad bigger than his old one. From what he saw it had three extra seats, an area to walk around in. A small room with a tiny bed in the back, and it even had a bathroom! Dexter was impressed, the old king obviously knew a good ship when he saw it.
“So what do you think?” Hank asked, the ships sales man.
“It looks great!” Dexter exclaimed. It was hard to hide his expression.
“King Barry told me you like this class of ship.” Said the man. He was much shorter than Dexter was, and completely bald headed. He wore a thick pair of glasses, and was dressed in a black suite, wearing a matching tie.
“Of course. Any good pilot flies a Mars battle cruiser, but man this thing’s a beauty!”
“I’m glad you like it sir. If you’ll follow me.” The sales man gestured for Dexter to follow him. Both men entered the ship, Dexter sat behind the controls while the man sat in the seat next to him. “I understand that your in a hurry to leave. Unfortunate business, King Barry told me all about it.”
“Yeah.” Dexter said, even though it looked like he was more interested in the control system than in saving a queen, he was really listening to what the man had to say.
“I didn’t know Queen Emerald personally, but I’ve known King Barry all my life.” Said the man, he looked down at the controls that were displayed in front of him. Unlike past models of the mars battle cruiser this one had a duel control setup.
“Is that so?” Said Dexter, glancing at the man.
“Yeah. He bought ships from my father, and now he buys them from me. I know it might sound like all this is coming from a salesman, but me and King Barry have history. You know?” Said the man.
“I understand.” Said Dexter, turning back to the controls.
“Well anyways I noticed that your old ship used the old radio communications system. This on the other hand has the best videophone setup you’ll ever see.” And with that Hank pressed a large red button in the middle of his control setup. In the space between the two controls a screen appeared.
“Nice.” Dexter said, smiling.
“Not only that, but this ship also has the best artificial gravitational system this galaxy has ever seen! You won’t be able to tell the difference between walking on earth and this ship.”
Dexter nodded. “Now if you’ll follow me outside.” The man stood and headed outside. He walked a few feet away from the ship expecting to see Dexter, but instead he watched as the ship lifted off the ground. “Wait!” Called Hank, waving his hands wildly in the air.
“Thanks for the tour Hank, but I’ll check out the rest later.” Dexter muttered, knowing the salesman couldn’t hear him. “Half-an-hour of filling out registration forms kind of does that to a guy.” He continued. Pressing the ignition button he waited for the ship to vibrate indicating they were ready to be engaged, but it was so smooth he couldn‘t tell whether or not they were on. “Nice…” Dexter admitted. He knew this ship was a lot better than his old one. Pushing forwards on the controls the ship, with a burst of energy sailed through the protective barrier of hangar four.
Just as Dexter left the space colony behind him he got a message on the videophone. Pressing the button Hank had showed him the screen came to life and Dexter saw a planet that was completely dark. He recognized it right-away. That must be where Queen Emerald is… Dexter thought. He pounded the planets coordinates into the control system and sat back. It would be a few hours before he reached the planet, and it gave him the perfect chance to go over his options of safely rescuing the queen.
CHAPTER FOUR
Emerald sat waiting on the uncomfortable bed her captives had accommodated her with. The bed was nothing more than a slab of wood connected to the wall with bolts and chains. She was given a small pillow, and a blanket to cover herself up with. Sleeping on the other hand was the last thing on the young woman’s mind. All she could think about was her kingdom, and Alyssa. Hopefully she was still alright.
Emerald didn’t look very lady like since her capture. She was roughly tossed around on the ship as she was strapped down like a criminal in an uncomfortable chair. And than once she was brought to this planet she was tossed in this prison and given only a few rations of food. Her hair was a mess, and her dress was ripped in a few places, her feet were bare as well having discarded her nylons hours ago. She wasn’t worried about her looks, she just wanted to go home.
Bringing her legs close to her chest she wrapped her arms around them. “Alyssa…” She sobbed.
“Who?” Said a light voice, from beyond the bars embedded in the door. Emerald turned suddenly and saw the one who had captured her standing beyond the door. A wide grin was smeared across his face. “Who were you talking about just now?” Asked the man, his grin remained.
“No one!” Emerald said, quickly getting to her feet. “What do you want from me!?” She demanded, standing a few feet away from the door. She could see the man’s eyes were glaring at her. The look was very unsettling.
“I don’t want anything from you. I told you that once already. You’re here to make another man very happy.” Said the man.
“What do you mean by that?” Emerald asked.
“Inquisitive little thing.” The man chuckled. He paced back and fourth in front of the door. “You see he wants to marry you.”
“I refuse to marry this man!” Emerald said, shrilly.
“As though you have a choice.” The man laughed. “Believe me Alexander isn’t the kind of man you want to say no to. It’s just best to do as he says, when he says it.”
Queen Emerald shook her head. She couldn’t understand why this man would want to marry her, or why he would go through all that trouble just to get at her. Why attack her kingdom? Why? Emerald sighed deeply, maybe it didn’t really matter why he did this.
“Who are you?” Emerald asked.
“My name isn’t really important, but if you really want to know it’s Adam.” The man said, he smiled a toothy smile at Queen Emerald.
Queen Emerald watched as the man continued to pace. He reminded her of a lion in a zoo. Pacing back and fourth in front of the bars that kept them there. Angry, alone, and afraid, but this she was sure was just her imagination. This man didn‘t look like someone who would be afraid of anything. Suddenly Emerald remembered something, something that happened when she had been discovered by this man. And it bothered her. “Before in the hangar you said you knew where I was. And that I was with someone else. How?” Emerald asked, remembering what had happened before in the castles underground hangar.
“Well that’s quiet simple. I knew you weren’t in the ship because you would have taken off long before I had arrived. I knew someone was with you because I know you. I know you would never take someone’s life. I knew if someone was with you they would have to be injured or they would have attacked me.” The man laughed. He stopped his pacing. “I kept my word didn’t I?” The man asked.
“You did.” Queen Emerald said.
“I’m not a bad guy. I just never found profit in being a good one.” The man said.
“Your still a monster.” Said Queen Emerald.
“Ouch. I guess we’ll never be friends now.” Said the man. He disappeared from the door. Emerald waited for the man to return, but he never did. Returning to her uncomfortable bed she hugged her legs close to her chest and started to cry.
***
Adam was laughing when he entered Alexander’s chambers. The large man was sitting behind a desk which he had his feet propped up on. The man stood exactly six feet tall, and was completely bald on top of his head. His face was smoothed cut, and he had dark brown eyes, and broad shoulders. His whole body seemed to be a mass of muscle. He wore a black coat, with matching pants and boots. He was holding a data disk close to his eyes.
“What’s the matter?” Adam asked, closing the door to Alexander’s chambers behind him.
“There isn’t anything about the kidnapping of Queen Emerald. Not on her home planet, not on earth where we sent her father, nothing!” Alexander said.
“How’s our guest doing?” Alexander asked, his voice boomed.
“Fine, fine.” Said Adam. “She’s scared. Just cold feet I guess.” He said.
Alexander laughed and stood. “She should be afraid. That’s how I like my women.” Alexander waved his left hand dismissively. “I really have no interest in her. It’s that little army of hers that’s what I’m interested in.” He said.
“I don’t really understand sir.” Said Adam.
Alexander cast a sideways glance at the man. He found it astounding sometimes that someone like Adam would be in his presence. The intergalactic space rangers had caused him his greatest problems at the beginning of his career. Often sending their best to take down some of his biggest and brightest plans. Now he was employing a former ranger. However this man had come to him once with information that had saved his life, and there for earned him Alexander’s trust. And over the years that trust had grown. He was the only man Alexander trusted with his life. And in this particular mission it was Adam’s idea to send a fake notice to King Barry. It was just luck that Queen Emerald would insist that her father take all their battle cruisers with him. Not that they would do any good against Alexander’s army, but still.
“Men cost money, am I right?” Alexander asked.
“Yeah.” Said Adam. “Food, and shelter I guess.”
“Right. So instead of using my money to keep my soldiers fed and sheltered just to take over another planet and slowly take over the armies they own on surrounding planets, I marry the queen and inherit them that way.” Alexander said.
“Oh.” Adam said, finally understanding where he was getting at. “A lot of people aren’t going to be very happy about that.”
“I won’t be the only one ruling these armies. She won’t have a say in how they are run, but they’ll follow her and won’t cause problems. And besides I’ll finally be settling down.” Alexander said, after a few moments both men burst into laughter. When they had settled Alexander turned towards Adam, a look of concern could be clearly seen in his dark eyes. “I need you to be ready for anything tomorrow. Understand?” The man asked.
“I do sir. I’ll be ready.” Said Adam.
“We need the wedding to look as authentic as possible. If it looks like Queen Emerald is being forced to marry me we could have problems later on.” Said Alexander.
“Don’t worry sir. She mentioned someone by the name of Alyssa. I’m going to see if I can find this girl.” Said Adam.
“Do it.” Alexander said, he yawned and stretched his hands high over his head. Stretching out his back he faced Adam. “Until than I need my rest.”
“Understood.” Adam said, he bowed to Alexander and left his chambers.
CHAPTER FIVE
Hours later Dexter reached the dark, nameless planet where the ruler Alexander presided. He flew over the castle and noticed that every window was lit, and several guards stood at the entry points of the castle. It wouldn’t be easy to get inside, but he would find a way. Landing his ship a few clicks away Dexter climbed out and headed towards the castle. Making his way past two guards he was standing in a brightly lit hallway. Dexter was surprised that the castle was as clean as it was. The walls were white, and the floors were tiled and waxed. A few pedestals had small statues depicting Alexander as a great warrior, but those who knew him knew better than that.
Dexter slowly made his way down the long hallway, he ducked in and out of rooms as guards marched by, or entered the hallway to make sure it was still empty of life. It took a while, but finally Dexter was walking into a large open area.
Now where am I? Dexter wondered, his eyes scanning the walls, and tables that littered the huge area. He heard the sounds of footsteps behind him and Dexter as quickly as he could ducked underneath one of those tables.
“So how’s it going…” Said a muscular voice.
“Fine… Tired.” Said a different voice.
“Can’t wait for tomorrow to be over with…” Said the first voice. “I’m tired of looking out for that crabby queen.” The voice continued.
Queen Emerald. Dexter thought.
“I wouldn’t bother, that place is sealed pretty tightly.” Said the second voice.
Dexter glanced out from underneath the table and saw two guards standing only a few meters away. Each man was clad in old fashion knights armor, and carried laser pistols in their hands. The tallest one actually had a sword shoved into a scabbard by his right hip.
“Come on.” Said the tallest one, he patted the smaller man on the shoulder and they both left the room. After a few moments of holding his breath, and straining his ears listening for someone else to enter Dexter crawled out from underneath the table.
Now where is she? Dexter wondered. He made his way to the other side of the room and opened a large wooden door and slipping inside. He made sure the room he entered was empty before doing so. Walking a few feet into the room Dexter started to wonder if he should search for a dungeon. As he walked his eyes moved upwards and he stopped suddenly. He spotted a small android standing on the ceiling just above a door.
There… Dexter thought. He ran towards the door and gazed through a set of bars embedded in it. He saw a girl sleeping on a hard wooden slate, her eyes were closed tightly, and a blanket had been draped over her. “Hey!” Dexter hissed at the girl. The girl moaned and scratched her closed eyes. Glancing up and towards the door.
“What do you want?” She asked.
“I’m Dexter Knight! Your father hired me to rescue you.” Said Dexter.
The girl didn’t seem to understand right away. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but than she jumped up suddenly. “Don’t touch the door!” She said, shrilly.
“I saw the android.” Dexter said, motioning towards the ceiling with his head. As Queen Emerald slowly stepped up to the door Dexter was amazed at the beauty of this woman. Sure he heard rumors of her beauty, but it was hard to imagine someone like her actually existing.
“Your Dexter Knight?” Emerald asked. “I heard of you.” She said, a smile appeared on her lips.
“Really? I’m honored.” Dexter said, returning the smile.
“How are you going to rescue me?” Emerald asked.
Dexter glanced up at the android. He noticed it had it’s arms replaced with laser weapons, and he was sure there were a few other traps awaiting the foolish person that touched the door to this cell. He could only imagine what. “Has anyone spoken with you yet? Do you know why they kidnapped you?” Dexter asked.
Emerald nodded. “Do you know who Alexander is? He wants to marry me. I think it’s so he would inherit what I own.”
“And that would include armies right? You have armies on other planets too, right?” Dexter asked. Emerald nodded. “In a scary way that makes a lot of sense.” Said Dexter. After few moments of silence Emerald sighed deeply. “Did they hurt you?” Dexter asked.
“Nothing that I can’t handle. Just please be careful yourself.” Said Queen Emerald.
“Don’t worry about me. Listen I have an idea, be ready to run tomorrow.” Said Dexter. “I have to go get ready.” Turning towards the door he had just gone through Emerald stopped him.
“Wait!” She called. “What are you planning?”
“Sorry I have to find out where their planning on having the wedding. I plan on attending, and than crashing it.” Said Dexter, grinning. And without another word, and as quickly as he could Dexter ran through the door.
Lots to do. He thought.