Infinity (10 page)

“I called you
here today,” cried The Subjugator,” because we have been betrayed.”

“Can you tell us
the details?” asked
Wathesan-Fla-Fla. “I got here as soon as I could. I’m
a busy man I’ve got a planet to run.”

“Who was betrayed?” asks Boa.

“The Alliance was betrayed,” replies Bor.

“No, I was betrayed,” insists Subjugator.
“My future queen’s three youngest daughters flew the coup.”

“Subjugator,” says Trag Yurphma, “Calm
down. Who is it exactly that betrayed you?”

“I don’t know, but the daughters are not
here,” replies Subjugator.

“But there are still four left,” assures
Boa, “aren’t they?”

“I want them back,” says The Subjugator,
“or you lose your clubs and all that you have.”

The chase was on now. They all know that
somehow the three youngest daughters of Dvora had managed to escape the planet.
Subjugator knew not where. He sent spies to Cassiopeia disguised as merchants.
He also sent Trag, Bor, Boa and Lali-Matha-Nun, his universal martial artist,
to track down the three sisters who fled his iron grip. The Subjugator could
not let that information leak out. He closed the Interstellar system and no one
had access to the planetoid social communication cyber space.

Wathesan Fla-Fla returned to his planet
and had a complete search done.

Although all was being done to contain the
slip up, word still leaked out and the planet drifter freelance writer Lebag Kralc;
renowned snoop, journalist, photographer, wine connoisseur and Ace Private
Investigator was hot on the trail to find out what happened to the three
youngest daughters of Dvora. His privately owned spacecraft was waiting at the transport
terminal. Lebag Kralc had space immunity and clearance to go anywhere. All was
well with him and no one bothered to question him; they all knew who he was. He
wore his occupation on his sleeve, and never left any stone unturned to get his
scoop. He was a secret agent for the king.

Unknown to Subjugator, Lebag had his own
radioactive transmission regulator on board his space vehicle. Being part
Lamenec and part Sheebith, he was able to read the thoughts of beings that had
a weak will and character. He scanned the galaxy with his devices, but the
galaxy, being irregular and a baby galaxy, had not yet fully formed. Thus gamma
rays, alpha and beta rays plus radioactive meteorites along with plasma
displacements all played a part in his failure to locate the three fugitives.

“Where did you see them last?” Lebag asked
Dvora, who wondered why he was there at all.

“Maybe at the club.” She disclosed.

Riding to the club in his shuttle, Lebag ordered
a drink and looked around.

“Who’s that guy over there?” questioned
one of Subjugator’s henchmen. He was Crivean.

“Have no idea,” said the barkeep, “but he
sure looks like he’s not from here.”

And well said too, since Lebag Kralc did
look quite different from everyone else. His straight black hair was combed
down on both sides. He had a wide face with two large eyes that he kept half
closed. His eyebrows made a half-circle around both eyes and one of them seemed
to be always raised.

His nose was prominent and his thin
moustache was neatly trimmed and stopped at the corners of his mouth. His
species, at least the males, had a small indentation right in the center of
their rounded chin. His large rounded ears stuck out from under his Fedora,
which was popular in Earth’s early twentieth century.

How he ever got a hold of one, or got the
information leading to getting one was beyond fathoming. He was a tall man, not
thin but filled out. He had broad shoulders and always wore a brown long coat.
Some said he was a time traveller. Others said a wizard. One thing was for
sure; he had a job to do and was doing it. What no one knew or could possibly
guess was that he was working for the king of the Twelve Galaxies Cluster, and
answered directly to Daxu Korth.
Not even Dvora knew. No one knew what he
was capable of because the way he threw his weight around, everyone thought he
was a rich tycoon, or the law.

He had the goods on The Subjugator. He had
the coordinates of his location. Only a few of Subjugator’s cronies knew he was
even on the planet. That is why word leaking out now of the possibilities that
he was on the planet, and that Dvora was now his girl friend would be
dangerous.

The one who questioned his being there,
Subjugator’s man, walked over to Lebag Karlc and challenged him.

“You are a no good traitor. You’d sell
your dying grandmother to make a profit.”

Lebag looked at him in disdain, grabbed
his wrists and just started squeezing.

“You look like a gambling man, but I bet
you lose this hand.” Lebag then proceeded to break his wrists, to his howling
horror. And then picked him up by his belt and threw him out the door were he
landed unconscious in the rain and mud. He went back into the bar and ordered
another drink.

Fearful eyes gazed at him, and then away.
Mobsters moved toward him in an eerie maneuver trying to flank him on every
side. He looks down at his wristwatch, touches it three times and then vanishes
into thin air.

When The Subjugator heard about the
incident he was angry, but afraid at the same time. He tried to get a
description and a name, but he received nothing to his satisfaction. All he
heard were contradicting stories. He went from his office to his bedroom toile
down. “Dvora, come here.”

Someone came into his room but it wasn’t
Dvora. “You are a hard to find entity.”

Subjugator looked up to see a figure
sitting in a chair in the far darkest corner. “Who are you? How did you get in
here?”

“No need to reach for your weapon,
pirate,” the eerie figure said. “Now that we know where you are it won’t matter
to you.”

“What? What are you doing in my room I
said?”

“I know who you are;
Hyukitron Hoxenyth. Your brother is the king and you
want the kingdom. An old, old boring story. Things haven’t changed, even in
this time period.”

“What do you
want?” The Subjugator reached for his blaster pistol, but before he could get
it, the dark figure had snatched it up somehow and returned to his seat without
even batting an eyelash.

“You need to
call off the search for Dvora’s daughters. I could take her away from here, but
maybe she deserves you.” The figure aimed the pistol at Subjugator, who was now
trembling with fear.

“You were always
used to giving out the orders, but that's changed now. Your subjects are losing
respect for you. The word is out that Dvora’s daughters escaped. You’re only
making yourself look even more ridiculous by chasing them.” With that, the
figure fired the pistol aiming for Subjugator’s shoulder. The blast sears a
painful wound that opens and then is cauterized all in one shot. He fires
again, Subjugator already screaming in pain. This time he aims for his right
hand. A hole the size of a large coin opens, and then Subjugator passes out
from the pain. When he wakes up, the stranger is gone. He sends for his guards,
but no one comes. Going out into the hall, he sees seven bodies lying on the
floor dead.

Dvora is nowhere
to be seen. He calls on his interphone but the line is cut. The sweat is
pouring down his face and he is still shuddering from the pain in his shoulder
and hand. Eyes wide he stares out the window into the darkness. Rain and wind
keep lapping at the window and side of the building. He falls to the floor, the
pain rendering him unconscious again. He surmises that if the stranger wanted
him dead, he would be. But why did he keep him alive? Unless he was sent
by—his brother?

Moving like a
phantom, Lebag Kralc makes his next stop; Dvora. Slipping into her room
undetected he waits. She returns shortly thereafter with company. It was an
influential man with whom she is planning to betray Subjugator. The man, a top
general in Subjugator’s pirate army, can sense someone is in the room, even
with the lights off. He pulls his laser pistol, but sees no one.

“Turn the lights
on,” he tells Dvora in a whisper, “but leave them low.”

She obeys and is
startled by what she sees. Three dead guards are lying on her bed. Blood is
dripping down off the sheets and covers to the plush carpet. The her general
friend is astonished but doesn’t notice another figure, a live one, sitting in
the darkness of the far corner.

“Just to show
you what happens to the enemies of the Twelve Galaxies Cluster that try to come
against the king.”

The general spins
around towards the voice, but is met with a hard blow to the head, and then
another. The stranger then draws a long knife and shoves it into the general.
Dvora screams, but the guards are dead and no one can hear her. “Who are you?
What do you want? Are you here to kill me?”

“Foolish woman.
Still only thinking of number one; yourself. Prison didn’t agree with you I
see. In fact you never even made it there, did you?” The stranger sits back
down.

“Do I know you?
Wait. That voice. I know it.” Dvora is terrified. “It’s got to be Lebag Kralc.”

“Yes I loved you
once, but that was eons ago. Now you are an enemy of your ex husband, no longer
a queen. Do not pursue Emedria, Ophelia, and Yeralai. They’re safe, but you
won’t be seeing them again for a long time. I’ll leave you here. You deserve
that wretched pirate. Soon this whole planet, in fact the whole galaxy will
feel the power of Daxu Korth. You cannot hide.” With that, Lebag Kralc
disappears to be seen no more on that planet.

Captain’s
Chronicles: On Earth II the crewmembers of Infinity, The smaller vessel
Fortitude and their families had gathered for a conference at New Cassiopeia Mega
City. I discovered that Infinity had evolved even more after each time she
integrated the databases of various civilizations. She was using the knowledge
and technology she had assimilated; not only from the planets we had directly
encountered, but she also the technology of galaxies we passed in our journeys,
even while in Super Hyper Warp Drive. By using binary codes her sensors had
decrypted alien secrets of worlds and civilizations we had no idea even
existed. Infinity had learned how to clone itself.

Several
days before: “She’s been busy all week, which is why we were not able to get
her to function at her best,” Said chief engineer Glorainne. “Look down in
sector 1109, the landing and departure docks.”

Cruise took
a team of scientists and engineers down to the lower levels where the docks are
and were astonished at what they found down there. Thirteen exact replicas of Infinity,
made from the same matter, Platainium, but considerably smaller. In fact, the
new vessels were only two hundred lengths long and a little less wide. They
were perfect ovular orbs, almost the size of two Earth acres.

After
Glorainne and her team checked out the new creations, she reported back to Cruise.
“They are in every technological detail identical, just as a baby is to its
mother. In fact in this case we can say triplets plus ten.”

One of
the science engineers, Gertask, adds his observations. “Captain, the new
vessels are much smaller so of course a much smaller crew is needed. The number
of living quarters would be the factor that determines how many.”

Cruise returns
to the control deck and talks to Infinity. “Congratulations, Infinity. You’re a
mother now.”

Why,
thank you, Captain. And you’re a grandfather I suppose,” replied Infinity.

“I see
you haven’t lost your humor, even after the labor,” Cruise remarks. “Tell me, Infinity,
can these new creations of yours perform the same functions, such as printing
in 4-D?”

“Yes,
they can, Captain,” she replies. “They do have their limitations, though, but
can even build small cities that would house up to fifty thousand citizens.”

“That
would mean the colonization of this planet would be quicker now,” replies Cruise.
“Am I correct in assuming that?”

“Yes,
Captain, you are right,” Infinity replies. “They are all independent, but they
are also me.”

“Have you
given them names yet?” Cruise asks.

“No,
Captain, I’ll leave that up to you, the father.” She replies.

“The
fa...oh you really do have a sense of humor.”

“And so I
am sending the most capable crew to the areas we have chosen for pioneering new
cities. The initial work of building the city and all of its commodities, public
transportation, all the necessary generators for power, plumbing and so forth
will be done by the new baby vessels.”

The three
of the new vessels and their crews loaded up with families departed for their
newly charted areas. Each one would start a new state and be connected to the
mainframe computer in Infinity. Once a new small city was created, the vessel
would move on to create another, and then another until the preprogramed goal was
reached for that continent. It would take two months for the new vessel to come
up with a city according to the preprogramed designs. It gathered the necessary
materials for building from the surroundings using rock, wood, metal ores that
the vessel extracted and smelted in premade furnaces. The process was
astounding. The pioneers helped to move things along by adding their own
preferred finishing touches to make a house a home.

Just like
Infinity built New Cassiopeia Mega City, the smaller vessels 3-D printed every
house, building and also facilities.

After the
send off of the initial teams, residents were transported to their new
locations in the vessel Fortitude. She made the trips in no time, coming back
to New Cassiopeia for the next load of people and then the next. Stretching it
a little, three hundred thousand people departed from the Mega City on the
first endeavor.

Now that
serious colonization was underway in a galaxy half way towards their goal of
finding Earth, Cruise could finally sit down with all of the Cyber Techno
Engineers and programmers. They had been working on a universal interspace
cyber communications Interstellar with all the cyber technological data Infinity
had collected up to that time.

Chief
Engineer of Technology, Commander Raslan Ardvik, a full blooded Quewythian, and
winner of ten awards for his cyber achievements made his announcement at the
highly classified conference table. “Ladies and gentlemen. I am joyful to
announce that Infinity, my staff and me have had a breakthrough. All of the
data is in place. All of the programing has been done. All of the preparations
have been made for the setting up of the first Universal Interspace Cyber
Communications Interstellar.”

“Please
expand on that,” Said Cruise. “What will that mean for us and Universal Space?”

“Captain,”
he shuddered with excitement, “What this means is that once we connect the Interstellar,
we’ll be able to communicate directly with the Twelve Galaxies Cluster. You’ll
be able to talk to your father, Daxu Korth both visually and audibly from Infinity.”

“Well,
what are you waiting for? Let’s get this set up,” Replied Cruise. “The relic
has already been installed in the panel?”

“Yes,
Captain,” responds Commander Ardvik. “The Multi Jewel Quantum Tablet is in
place.”

It was
certainly a Godsend that when Infinity was scanning Earth II in and out, it
discovered, among other ancient Earth relics, a multi jeweled tablet that the
old Earth archives described as a means by which to communicate with the gods,
or god. The grammar was not completely clear. But they took that to mean a very
important device that had been preserved for eons, obviously brought to the
planet with the first colonists. They were not exactly sure how long ago that
was, but Cruise had all of the archaeologist engineers working on its time
placement, as well as many of the other objects and relics they dug up, after
learning of their locations from Infinity’s databases.

Cruise was
hoping for some clue, some indication of his brother Arthos and the “Pure
Scriptures of Light.” Disappointing as it was, the scriptures were not found,
but upon examining the images of all relics found by Infinity, Cruise noticed
something familiar. There was a wristband with an engraving of his family
crest, the Golden Leaf Pine.

After
double checking anything that could go wrong and ensuring all was well, the Interstellar
was launched. Cruise was the first one to go online. Since the Interstellar
used Quantum action, the bandwidth was unfathomable. But because of the Interstellar
working on a frequency exclusive to the Twelve Galaxies Cluster, communication
was not possible with any other part of the universe.

Cruise and
Millennia sat together as Cruise keyed in the top secret code of his father’s
communications Interstellar. One of his father’s top aides was receiving the
transmission and puzzled as to where it was coming from. He calls Cruise’s
father to sort it out.

Daxu
Korth adjusts the frequency and bandwidth to the incoming transmission and sees
the face of Cruise with Millennia sitting next to him. “Son? Is that You? Where
are you?”

“We’re on
a planet called New Earth II. It’s under colonization now. I’ll transmit all
the data Infinity had collected until now, father. It’s good to see you.”

“It’s
good to see you too, son. The only word I received was from the vessel you sent
back. What became of the vessels we sent you?”

“Most are
still with us, and some are colonizing new inhabitable worlds, or merging with
already existing populations. Many of the crew could not continue the journey
due to their aging process.”

Cruise described
his journey to his father, and Millennia also got to talk with Daxu Korth.
“With the new Interstellar we set up, communication will be possible just as
soon as Infinity locates the Quantum frequencies of their electrons and
photons, and analyzes the amount of radiation from their stars and suns that we
will need to transmit through.”

After
more discussion of the situation, the war, Dvora and her daughters, and The
Subjugator’s pirate kingdom and its attempt to conquer the Twelve Galaxies
Cluster, the communication Interstellar became flooded with all kinds of
traffic from users in the Twelve Galaxies Cluster who discovered the new
quantum frequency to the universe.

Daxu
Korth’s world just became a lot wider and vast. His son was alive and well, and
prosperous. Cruise and Millennia had given him grandchildren and even great
grandchildren. He was as desperate as Cruise was to hear some news about his
firstborn son, Arthos.