Friday, January 31, 2014

Team Savant {The Voyage Home Chapter 4 of 4}

A shy stutterer became friends with a narcoleptic girl, a telepath that looks surprisingly like the Roswell alien, a guy with three eyes, a water breathing princess with blue skin and a girl who can split herself into three people. From that day forward, he became Savant, the boy with a saber tooth tiger in his head. He along with his friends are Team Savant, the greatest cadet action team in the known universe.

The next day Katra was on her way back home to earth. The administrative part of the journey was the least dangerous thing she did in her time with Savant. Sign some papers and boom, she was an official officer of the Union Forces.  The job was only slightly embarrassing. She ranked lower than a cadet. However, this wasn’t any cadet. Her official title was Special Assistant and her pay wasn’t much in the scheme of things—but beggars can’t be choosers.

She sat on the bridge on the way home, still holding on to the weapon they gave her. If something else happened she would protect them. That is what adults are supposed to do—protect the children.

Nathaniel acted as captain, since Kagome stayed at the academy. The big silver bird they flew in was a ship full of kids, but they weren’t kids. They were super kids with more heart and courage than any adult she ever met.


Nathaniel’s voice brought her back to reality. “Yes dear?” A flash from Isis made her re-think that dear part.

“We should be back in earth space within an hour.” Nathaniel smiled. “I am putting you in charge as soon as we return to earth. I am going to visit my parents for a while and then I am going to return to space with my friends. We are low on troops and the full team is needed to help.”

“I don’t like the idea of you going out and doing something so dangerous.”

“We have each other Katra, and we take on the responsibility to protect the people we care about…together. We protect one another. One day the universe will be at peace.” He paused and focused on some distant star. “One day, Angela is going to be president; Zorn will be the greatest scientist in the universe. Isis will be a beautiful Queen. Jon will be the CEO of a huge company and I will be….”

“A general in Union,” Zorn said.

“No way. He would hate the paperwork,” Angela said. “Some type of interplanetary secret agent would fit.”

“He will be my king,” Isis said. Everyone turned to her. “If he says yes—and my parents accept him—and he defeats all of the princes in front of him…but I am confident he will be victorious.”

Everyone laughed.

Finally Jon chimed in. “Well he won’t be a designator because he is terrible at designating names.”

“I didn’t name this ship,” Nathaniel said.

“You could have had the name changed a while ago since it is an Academy registered ship. I mean really? Starship Savant? Next we will wear Savant uniforms. Savant underwear. Let just call this ship, Quagmire because this is—”

“Katra,” Nathaniel said. “What would you name this ship?”

“It’s really not my place.”

“Please,” Zorn said. “We discussed this earlier and we decided to let you give us a name since Nathaniel says you are creative.”

“Oh, that’s sweet.” She lowered her head and cocked it sideways. “Well, the ship is silver and is shaped like a bird. So maybe the Silver Falcon?”

They looked at one another and nodded. “Perfect. But I must ask you one more thing.” He pointed to the weapon. “Why are you holding on to that?”

“Kaytoo gave it to me after I asked for a weapon, when you guys jumped to the pirate ship.”

Nathaniel shook his head. “Kaytoo mirrors Kagome’s kinder side. She must have given it to you to make you feel better.”

“This isn’t some type of blaster?”

Nathaniel grabbed the slender cylinder. “No, what we have here is a karaoke microphone.” He held the microphone to his lips and sang as smooth as Sam Cook, a singer only Katra was old enough to remember. He spun the mic in his hands and gave it back to her. “Go ahead.”

“Holy—“ Angela frowned. “Nathaniel?  You can sing?”

Nathaniel shrugged. “I never stuttered when I sang.”

The computer beeped. “What is that?” Angela asked.

“An alarm.” Nathaniel moved to the origin of the beeping sound. “I built monitors—satellites that monitor earth.” He studied the signal, ran to the helm and frantically typed on Angela’s keyboard. “We have an emergency situation.” He moved back to the captain’s chair. “Top Speed.”

Angela pushed the accelerator forward and glanced down at the screen. “Nate, this is—“

“My parent’s new residence,” he said, eyes straight forward. “Something just shot from space and landed in their back yard. Please get there as fast as you can.”  
The End of The Voyage Home
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