Read Nightmares & Dreams: A Science Fantasy Space Western: Eydulan Series Book 2 Online
Authors: Mark Brandon Powell
As the elevator leaves the lower levels, the glass wall shows the prison. The husks are fighting with the prisoners, throwing them into cages. Fire, ice, water and destruction are everywhere. The prisoners are trying to fight back, but the husks are as relentless as Whisper had told her. It didn’t matter if they were on fire, missing limbs, or were impaled. They kept going. Fourteen floors of this is what they watched before reaching the ground level.
The doors slide open, and the twin suns’ light shines through the missing wall flooding out everything else. Kat’s cybernetic eye rotates through a few settings and settles on adjusting the exposure, lowering the amount of in coming light. The heat of the suns wasn’t as bad as she remembered yesterday, but they looked to already be setting. It was good news, which meant they didn’t have to wait inside. In the distance, through the newly made hole, she sees a huge fiery mountain. She doesn’t remember the mountains being that close. The inside of the hallway looks like its seen a heavy firefight. Scorch marks next to bullet holes alongside crushed floors and walls. Rubble from the wall littered across the floor, and it wasn’t until Kat stepped in to the hallway that she saw the pieces embedded into the wall to the right of the elevator. No bodies or blood though, which she thought was odd.
Whisper tells them the signal blocking device is in the room just ahead. It was the room that Celeste had walked into when Kat first entered the building. Kat had a hunch that it was her office and there was probably some kind of console inside she could get a message out with. Once she stopped the signal blocker.
Hanna says, “I can’t see anything.”
Kat says, “It’s ok, I can. Just take my hand and follow me.”
Grabbing her hand Kat pulls Hanna along to reach the door to Celeste’s room. The handle was unlocked and it looked as though the door suffered little to no damage unlike the rest of the room behind them. Kat enters the room, and finds it’s much like the door. Everything is in its place and nothing is damaged at all. There is a desk in the corner of the room, with a heavily shielded window to the outside. A display lay on top of the desk with its screen cracked, which was the only thing that Kat could even tell was broken. Next to the screen was something she though she had lost for good, her necklace. Gravan had given it to her as an anniversary present. It was going to be the best way for him to track her to her location. It was a magical homing beacon after all. She fastens it around her neck as her eyes move to the center of the room where a white metal pedestal was with a black egg floating atop it. The whole thing looked very out of place within the context of the room and Whisper confirmed it as Kat figured out. It was the signal blocker.
Kat asks, “Whisper can you turn it off?”
“Let me see if I can get into it. If there’s a signal there’s a way.”
Hanna says, “Well isn’t that helpful.”
Kat agrees, “It really is. Whisper is a great companion to have around. I’ve kind of gotten used to having her around.”
A high pitched sound of gears winding up can be heard from he other side of the door. Kat and Hanna’s attention turn toward the door. Stomping noises follow the gears. Stomp gears, stomp gears. Hanna takes a slow step behind Kat. They both crouch down just as something crashes through the wall.
Splinters of wood and concrete fly around Kat. She hears Hanna grunt, taking a piece of concrete debris in the stomach. Mechanical gears whirl and hum as metal feet shake the ground with a thud. White flood lights pierce through the smoke of debris into the room scanning around.
A familiar voice says, “Come out, come out, where ever you are.”
A red laser beam cuts the smoke landing on Kat’s chest. She freezes.
The voice says, “Prisoner 1215, what are you doing out of your cell?” The red beam goes over her shoulder to point at Hanna. “Ah, Hanna of the House of Eagles. This all makes a bit more sense now. Did she come here to rescue you and Terra, or did the Foremid show up as a coincidence?”
Hanna says in a defiant tone, “It doesn’t matter now does it Celeste. They have her, and if no one goes to get her back it will only be a matter of time till they wipe out everything.”
“You still have so little faith in the Guild. We are winning this war, and there is nothing those scavengers can do about it. Now, please go back to your cells, I would like to keep blood off of my things.”
Kat thinks,
Hey Whisper, need a little help here?
“Can’t. Busy.” Whisper replies with snipped words.
What do you mean busy, the Warden is in a mech-suit about to tear into us. I need a weapon.
“Yellow. Chompper. Got. Me.”
The smoke clears just enough for Kat to see the huge white armor plated legs. Each foot has three flat metal flaps connected to legs that would look backwards on a person. Each was wrapped in some kind of white armor Kat couldn’t identify. There was however an opening between them large enough to fit a person through.
Kat turns her head to speak to Hanna softly, “Whisper isn’t going to be much help right now. We need to run.”
Hanna replies in the same hushed tone, “Run. Where, she’s blocking the only exit.”
“Through the legs, those mech-suits are slow enough. We can make it.” Kat says trying to have confidence in her voice. “Maybe.”
Hanna just keeps shaking her head as Kat drags her along into a running start. Kat throws Hanna through first and hurries behind her. As Kat follows, sliding under the legs, the mechanical arm slams her into the ground. The air rushes out of her body. The three grippers of the arm wrap around her waist and chest lifting her into the air before she get slammed into what is left of the concrete wall.
Kat tries to take a breath but her body won’t let her. Rainbow colored dots fill her vision as she opens her eyes. The white mech-suit comes into view as the smoke clears. Bulky arms filled with hoses, hydraulics, and gears connect to a cockpit where Celeste was operating the mech. Celeste was sitting in the middle of a half-glass dome with metal rings up each arm and skeletal gloves also made of metal. Even in the blue glow of the cockpit Kat could still see the sinister smile creeping up the left side of Celeste’s face. She pulls her arm back, and the mech follows her movements. She throws Kat into the pedestal knocking the egg on the ground, shattering it.
Celeste says, “Katrice Wylde, prisoner 1215. Did you really think you were going to get out of my prison?”
Kat takes in a deep breath. It burns like fire, sending her into a coughing fit. Blood splatters the ground. She looks from it to Celeste, wiping her mouth clean.
With defiance in her voice she says, “I am going to get out of this prison.”
Celeste laughs, “Please tell me how your are going to accomplish this task, because all I see is a woman that is about to spend the rest of her life in solitary.”
Kat picks up a rock on the ground and throws it at the mech-suit. About a foot from hitting it, a bluish white wave of light ripples off the space the rock hits.
“Sorry, but that isn’t going to be enough. I’m in a mage buster suit made special for this facility. It has the latest and greatest in magi-tech shielding and weaponry for dealing with all of the potential problems we have locked up in here. If the damn Foremid didn’t drop the damn space station on top of us they wouldn’t have stood a chance against my magi-tech knights.”
Hanna steps up to the legs of the mech-suit placing her hand on the machine and says, “This is why you have to get inside the shield range before you release a spell. Something the common mage they have locked up in here wouldn’t know.”
Celeste tries to turn to see Hanna saying in a panic, “What!?”
Hanna releases lightning from her hands. It arcs across the whole outside of the mech. The shield shatters around it, and lights flash within the cockpit. It drops down low to the ground, as if bending at its knees.
Hanna says, “We need to get out of here, now!”
Kat looks at the shattered egg and back to the mech-suit, “Yea we do.”
Gears start to spin and whirl as Kat squeezes out of the room. It was trying to stand back up.
Celeste yells, “I’m not done yet.”
The mech stands back up and turns toward the two girls. Celeste’s face was filled with rage. Kat grabs Hanna’s hand and runs out of the building. The first sun was now mostly behind the mountains, but it was still incredibly hot once they got outside. As Kat turns to look behind her for Celeste, she gets a good look at the fiery mountain, which wasn’t a mountain at all. It’s the remains of the space station she arrived at before being orbitally dropped to Ragnarok. The earthquake she felt must have been that hitting the surface. Celeste had just said they dropped the space station on them, but she didn’t think she meant it literally. There are pieces of broken metal all over the place, and streaming red debris still falling from space.
Sweat was already rolling down her face and back. The twin suns make the surface of the planet a dangerous place to escape to. If Kat didn’t already have Gravan coming to get them — hopefully — they would die from the heat.
Whisper blurts out, “Oh thank the digital maker, I’m free.”
Kat says, “Whisper, are you alright?”
“I think so, that yellow piece of digital trash was holding my processes down. But the communications are back up, and the message was sent. How are things out here?”
“Not good, we have a mech-suit with the Warden hunting us down.”
“Nothing is ever easy around you is it?”
“I guess it isn’t.”
“Apes and meat-bags. I swear things would be different if I had my own body to get around in.”
“Maybe we can talk about this after we get away from the killer mech chasing us?”
Whisper sighs, “Yes, yes. Switching to rail-guns.”
Kat turns her head back to see the Celeste stepping out of the hole. The armor separates revealing treads in the front and back of the legs. They press into the ground lifting the mech up slightly.
Hanna says, “This is looking worse by the minute.”
Kat agrees, “We shouldn’t have to wait long. Gravan should be coming to get us soon. We just need to get away from her.”
“How is he going to find us?”
Kat grabs her necklace that she found on Celeste’s desk and says, “This. It’s a tracing spell so the two of us can always find one another.”
“Is that ok if I don’t give you the
aww isn’t that cute
thing right now?”
Kat grins. It quickly fades as she turns her head back to the Celeste as she hears the spin up of what sounds like a mini-gun. Hanna throws herself in front of Kat waving her arm across her body as a bluish white barrier covers a half-moon around them. Kat grabs Hanna and pulls her to the ground right before the shot is fired.
The bullet shatters through the shield as if it wasn’t there and whizzes past the two.
Kat says, “Mage hunting mech-suit.”
Hanna looks up to Kat with relief on her face, “Right, thanks.”
“Its shields are down, we could fight back.”
“I think its better than trying to run to the other side of the facility here. We aren’t going to out run it.”
“Then you do whatever it is that you do, and I’ll shoot at it.” Kat stands up and dusts herself off. “Whisper you read for this?”
Whisper says, “I think this is a bad idea, but what else would I expect from you.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Celeste has her right arm pointed at Kat. She points Whisper right back at her. Celeste fires another round, and Hanna lets out a lightning bolt so bright it blinds Kat for a moment. Her eye adjusts, and sees the bolt hit Celeste in the cockpit as it flew through the bullet melting it. Sparks fly around the machine but it doesn’t stop it. Both arms are now pointed at Hanna.
Kat takes aim and fires Whisper. Wisps of air sound off and they all just clink off the outer armor. The treads spin up and Celeste points herself at the two.
Kat says, “Whisper, do you have anything else?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Hanna, you got any idea’s?”
“Not really, lighting and shields are all I have. If we could get past the armor, I could fry the electronics. But, we need to get past the armor.”
Celeste speeds in swinging her arms around. Kat rolls out of the way and watches Hanna throw up a shield, blocking the blow. Which was nice to see that everything on that machine wasn’t impervious to magic, just like the barrier.
Kat aims Whisper, and shoots for the exposed underarm. The rail spikes penetrate into the side. Celeste turns and slaps Kat into the concrete wall a few feet away. She falls to the ground, her whole body is now pulsing with aches. The first one she didn’t really feel too much, but this one hurt like hell.
The fingers of the arm wrap around the back of Kat’s head as she’s lifted into the air and turned to face Celeste. Kat can see Hanna run up to the side of the suit only to be slapped away. She watches her roll on across the dirt and the one sided smile creeps back up Celeste’s face.
Celeste says, “Typical. For a moment there I thought you might actually prove a challenge. I am so sick of never having a good fight. I guess I will just have to strip you down and torture you. That might make me feel better, but first I have to kill this one.”
Kat yells, “No, you can’t.”
“I most certainly can. She is a traitor to the Guild, and tried to escape her sentence. There isn’t anything you can do anyway, so just watch and be quiet.”
Kat struggles about, but can’t get her head free from the grip. She watches in slow motion as the free arm points at Hanna. The fingers spin up like a fan before the shot comes out. The sound of the bullet leaving the chamber was muffled. Kat wasn’t sure if it was just the way it was supposed to sound or if it was everything slowing down. The bullet goes to the right of her spine and Hanna doesn’t even make a sound. Her body just flinches a little.
Celeste says, “That should do it. Now your turn. I can promise that I won’t kill you, but I do want to leave you with a reminder. This is
my
prison, and no one leaves without me saying so.”
The barrel is placed on the left side of where her bellybutton. The heat of the barrel is going through her clothes and feel like it's burning her skin. Kat takes Whisper and fires off a few more rounds into the hydraulics and hoses. It doesn’t stop the fingers from spinning up and another muffled blast. There was a hot pain where the barrel pulled away from. She places her hand over it and pulls it up to her face to see her blood wet fingers.