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Showing posts with label Nathaniel. Show all posts

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Short Story Team Savant: Egg-napped {Chapter 3 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. To read the previous chapter click Here for the previous chapter of Short Story Egg-napped Chapter 2.


Nathaniel flattened. A quick glance upward and a few calculations told him what he needed to know. He would hit the ground long before Angela made it in time. He re-adjusted his shield, flattened it out and formed a rectangular energy glider.


He slowed to a crawl and moments later, Angela blew right past him. He readjusted, formed a triangle and dived straight down. This time she grabbed his hand, disrupting the integrity of his shield construct. The shield then reverted to its normal body hugging sheathe.


“What took you so long?” Nathaniel said as they dropped like a rock.


“Better late than never!”


He grabbed her leg.


“Hey!”


“With the gravity here being similar to earth, no matter what rudimentary shape we force upon the shield, we will hit the ground at terminal velocity. I will have to reboot our anti-grav boots.”


“Okay, but don’t just grab me without telling me!”


“Sorry, but we have seconds.”


“And don’t you dare peek!”


“Peek? Peek at what?” He looked up and saw Angela desperately trying to keep her skirt down. What Nathaniel assumed was tights were only stockings that traveled thigh high. After recognition, he closed his eyes and looked down. “I—I—I am s—s—sorry. I…didn’t m—mean t—to—“


“Fool, just hurry up and do whatever magic you are going to do! Remember, seconds?”


“R—right.” Nathaniel worked quickly. He ignored his instincts and reached for her shielding control, hidden under her belt. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out his U-phone. With one hand, he unlocked the phone and searched the screens.


“Who are you calling?”


“Not calling. Energy transfer app.” He found the app activated it after some quick calibrations. He shoved it into her belt, just behind her belt buckle. “Sorry.”


She said nothing as he moved to her boot.


He accessed the main panel, removed the batteries and rebooted the system. The lights lit up and immediately the two of them slowed down. He held on to her and the both of them moved until they were upright. “Sorry, but we are using my shield and your boots so we have to remain close.”


“I don’t mind the closeness you are my intergalactic martial arts sensei, we spar all the time. I am more concerned about what you saw earlier.”


He looked away. “Nothing.”


“Liar. What did you see?”


“That’s not a fair question. You know how my mind works. Even if I saw a little, my mind will work out the rest.”


“Yes. And what did your perverted mind see?”


“I—I shouldn’t say.”


“Say or I will tell Isis and Kagome.”


“You wouldn’t!”


“Try me.”


Of course she would. Everything about her body language said she would. ”They were essentially red with multi-colored rabbits strategically placed to form a three, two, one pattern from top to bottom. The pattern in the front matched the pattern in the—“


“Okay. You saw all that in a split second? Did you see my birthmark too?”


“Oh, is that what that was? It was irregular shaped so I—“


“Shut up!”


“Well you were the one who asked. You could have just left well enough alone.”


“I had to know. I am so embarrassed. I don’t know what I was thinking. I just felt like wearing cute underwear today. Didn’t think, I would be jumping out of a ship.”


“So, we are cool? This never happened?”


“The hell it didn’t. After what you just seen and did, you need to at least take me out to dinner and a movie.”


“Are you serious?”


“Yes, I am serious. Don’t get any ideas. There is a movie premiering Friday, all of the kids are going to be there, and I refuse to miss it. Jon is in another sector of the universe and this is not the kind of face that goes to see a movie alone.”


“So why don’t you ask a boy from your school?”


“Because they know nothing about ninety percent of my life. Have you talked about the intergalactic war? Or the latest Valusian fashion?”


“No, but I don’t exactly have a lot of friends on earth… I know Isis wouldn’t mind. She feels that since there is so few Earthians in Union, the two of us should spend more time together.”


“Precisely. Jon wouldn’t mind either. He understands that he is my first choice and you are number two.”


“Wow… that is insulting,” Nathaniel said as their feet finally touched ground.


“Don’t be that way. If I hadn’t met Jon and you and Isis were not an item, I would—“ She closed up abruptly.


His ability to predict patterns finished the sentence in his own mind. And even without his ability, he knew that the two of them would naturally gravitate toward one another. It was one of the many reasons he hesitated to teach her IMA.


“Never mind what I just said,” Angela said. “I was having a blond moment.”


“You are just as smart as I am,” Nathaniel said. “Don’t ever question your intelligence. Speaking of which, you could have just asked and spared me the whole punishment for have an intuitive aptitude, a pair of eyes and being a guy.”


“A guy? It is kind of nice to know that you are normal. Sometimes, I wonder if you are even human.”


“I think technically you are more of an advanced human than I am by a hundredth of a percent.”


She gave him his phone and with a smooth move of her fingers, activated her own shield. “See what I mean? You think way too much…” She stepped out of Nathaniel’s shield and surveyed the area. “So, what kind of weapon was that? And who shot us down?”


“It was a nanite viral trap. It infected our equipment before we left the ship. The reason why it didn’t affect our shielding is—“


“Because it has anti-viral software and hardware.”


“Yes. The ship should be safe and the rest of our equipment—what little we have should be fine.”


“So the terrorist set a trap for us.”


“Yes.” He turned toward the small shiny town a half-mile north of them. “We are out in the open, but I doubt if they expect us to survive their trap.”


“Still, I would prefer that we stay one step ahead. I think I should scout ahead.”


“That would be best.” He got down on one knee.


Angela climbed on his back. “Man, if Isis saw us now, she would probably be very jealous right now. Can you even lift Isis?”


“What are you trying to say?”


“She is dense…very heavy. Come on, she doesn’t have an ounce of body fat.”


“She…is heavier than she looks, but I can lift her.”


She placed her arms around his neck and her body went limp. An energy form of her appeared in front of him. “Can you see me?”


“Yes.”


“I will fly one-hundred feet above until we get to there.”


“Alright.”


Ten minutes later the two of them were in the town. A couple of two feet tall soldiers on a hovercraft intercepted them. They greeted Nathaniel by name. Angela appeared next to Nathaniel. Her astral form, only visible to him, hovered. “Nate, they are legit.”


Nathaniel nodded and spoke to the escorts. “Take me to your leader.”
The End of Chapter Two of Egg-napped
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Saturday, May 10, 2014

Short Story Team Savant: Egg-napped {Chapter 2 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. To read the previous chapter click Here to read Chapter 1 of Team Savant: Egg-napped
Nathaniel’s hands blurred as he signed the code to activate Deragon. Psionic energy formed next to him, just as his afro shifted from black to white. The energy form shifted from pink, to red, but then in a final flash it became a silver saber tooth tiger.


Deragon.


The tiger looked around, glared at Angela and then turned to Nathaniel. “What have you gotten yourself into this time?”


“Read my mind,” Nathaniel said.


Deragon nodded. The two seemed to go back and forth…periodically Dergon’s feline features would contort into an odd frown.


“It’s rude for us to talk like this when we have company,” Nathaniel said.


Angela held up her hands. “Oh, don’t mind me. I am only standing right here—next to you.”


Deragon scowled. “My apologies.”


“Wow, your sincerity is underwhelming.”


Nathaniel placed his hand on Angela’s shoulder and squeezed. “Believe it or not, he is trying.”


“I bet.” She slapped her hands together. “So what is the plan? We fly down on a silver tiger?”


“No. We use the anti-gravity boots and we jump. Deragon will be given a wide berth to search for the hostage.”


“Heh,” Deragon said. “I get to hunt.”


“You do not engage,” Nathaniel said, “contact us as soon as you make sensory contact.”


“Harumph,” Deragon said, his face now a painting of boredom.


Angela held up her hand and shook her head. “This is crazy. We are going in without any real equipment.”


“I have my U-phone.”


“Stop kidding. Why would you give Deragon such a wide territory to search?”


Deragon scoffed. “Because I can do it quickly…and maybe Savant is considering ending me.”


“What?”


“Deragon we already discussed this. A child’s life is at stake, surely that goes against your honor.”


Angela raised her hand. “Uhm Nate. Do you remember that he tried to kill us? In fact, there is a good chance that he killed me, but my abilities kicked into overdrive.”


“You were hardly children,” Deragon said.


“Deragon, go,” Nathaniel said. “You are wasting time.”


Deragon huffed and walked to the exit, to the end of the ramp extending from the ship. He looked back with a toothy smile and jumped.


“I don’t trust him,” Angela said.


“He knows,” Nathaniel said.


“What was he talking about…ending him?”


“The connection to me is what gives him life. By extending it, allowing him to travel thousands of miles away, it not only weakens him, but increases the chance of that connection being interrupted…”


“And that would kill him?”


“Yes.”


“Well, he is paranoid. There is no way you would kill him in cold blood, even if he deserved it.”


Nathaniel said nothing as he moved to the main monitor.


“Nate?”


“I am picking up some type of anomaly in the atmosphere. I need time to investigate.”


“Do we have time?”


“No. We have a small window. If we jump within the next fifteen seconds, we will land a hundred meters from the Mayor’s home.” He powered his anti-gravity boots, using a hand-held controller. He cocked his head sideways. “Power just dipped a tenth of percent to my boots.”


“It is only a tenth of a percent,” Angela said as she activated her boots as well.


“Yeah.” Nathaniel turned on his personal shield and straightened his tie. “Are our force fields in synch?”


Angela walked over to him. Her force field intermingled with his, allowing her to grab the knot of his tie and jerk down. It gave him a more casual look. “Yep.” She ran to the exit and dived out, missing the ramp and sailing to the ground below.


“Pull your arms and legs in,” Nathaniel said his voice hissing over the earpiece.


“I am off target, aren’t I?”


“Yes. We were supposed to drop and then activate the boots.”


She pulled her legs in. “How far off am I?”


“Doesn’t matter, just key in on my position.”


She spun in the air and located Nathaniel. She lifted her heels and flew toward the single figure. “Almost there.”


“You are plenty close enough. Activate boots.”


Angela pressed her hand-held device and immediately began to slow. Nathaniel however, continued to fall.


“Nathaniel? Why are you still falling?” She pressed her earpiece. Communication was jammed. The weight of her boot shifted from light to heavy and immediately she dropped too. “Electromagnetic pulse?” She tapped her controller multiple times but nothing happened. She placed it in her pocket and contemplated the situation. There was no way for Nathaniel to survive the fall. She could survive the fall if she made sure her head was still intact. But the shield should take care of that…the shield. Why was the shield still working? Why wasn’t important. What was important was the shield was still working. They had a chance if she could make it to Nathaniel in time. She plunged head first, directing her path to Nathaniel, who was doing all he could to slow his descent…


The End of Chapter Two of Egg-napped
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Friday, May 2, 2014

Short Story Team Savant: Egg-napped {Chapter 1 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.To read the previous story arc click Here and read the previous Savant Short Story.  
 


Katra adjusted the smart tablet, pulling it close to her face and then pulling it away. “Can you see me?”


Nathaniel folded his arms. “Yes, but you can’t really hear me can you?”


“I think I am doing this right. Where are the stupid buttons on this thing?”


“You have to swipe,” Nathaniel said.


“Why are you giving instructions when she clearly can’t hear you?” Angela asked.


He turned around and shrugged. “I feel bad for her. She tries so hard to catch up with Union tech.”


“Didn’t it come with instructions?”


“Yes, but they focused on assembly and not usage.” He turned around and faced the screen.


Katra finally swiped the screen. “Ha! I see you. Can you hear me?”


“Yes.” Nathaniel put his hands behind his back.


“Boss, I have news!”


“You don’t need to call me boss.”


“I am on your payroll… Okay, Nate, I think I have found a mutant.”


“We prefer advanced human.”


“Sorry.”


“Where is she?”


“She is in San Antonio, her name is Mendoza and she is in the fifth grade.”


“Fifth grade…too young.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “Transfer her to Central.”


“What is my time table?”


“As soon as possible without disrupting her family life…too much. I think a two year window is best.”


“Gotcha.”


“Take care Katra. I will be away for a while on this current mission.”


“Mission? But you are wearing an earth dress suit. You look like you just got out of church.”


“Well, thanks to you. I have to fulfill my duties as diplomat of Earth by being a diplomat to the entire sector.” He splayed his hands out. “And so I am wearing this. Did you know that there are two colonies on Venus?”


“No, I didn’t. Sorry to put so much on you.”


“It’s not a problem.  I have seven colonies and one planet to look after.”


“And I get to be his assistant,” Angela said as she removed a stray blond hair from her forehead.


“You are not my assistant.”


“What would you call it?” Angela said.


“You are like another diplomat. I can’t handle this alone. This is a two diplomat job.”


“You got the title and you get all of the perks. I even heard that they raised your pay.”


“Well yes, but I have requested that they raise yours too.”


Angela folded her arms. “Thanks.”


Nathaniel turned to the screen. “Sorry for holding you, Katra.”


“It’s not a problem,” she said with a smile. “You guys are better than a soap opera.” She pressed the screen. “See you later.”


“See you later.”


“Talk to you later, Kat,” Angela said.


The screen blinked and a red planet loomed ahead. Angela who was also dressed in formal wear, stared ahead. Her outfit nearly matched Nathaniel’s. The only difference was that she had on an incredibly short pleated skirt and thick black tights.


Angela moved to the Captain’s chair. “I guess, since we are not acting as cadets and we are co-diplomats,” she said using air quotes. “You wouldn't mind me sitting in your chair.”


Nathaniel quickly looked away; thoughts of Isis welled up in his mind. He missed her, if only he had the courage to tell her…


“I knew it! It just kills you to see me sitting in your chair.”


“N—no, that is not it,” he said.


“Of course it is. You have to always be in control.”


He sharply turned to her. “How can you say that? You have known me longer than anyone in Union…outside of Kagome’. He held his tongue and turned away.


High heeled shoes drummed the metallic floor and in a moment her hand caressed his shoulder. “Chill, Nate. I am just teasing you. Normally you are good for a laugh but you are wound tighter than a spring. Why are you so worked up? Is Tiger Boy causing trouble?”


“No, Deragon is buried so deep in my psyche, I can’t hear him.” He shrugged. “I guess I am nervous.”


She moved her hand up to his neck and gave a slight squeeze. “I am too. This is our first mission without the others. I wish Isis, Jon and Zorn was here. Together we are unbeatable.”


He smiled. “Yes. It would be nice.”


She removed her hand and moved back to the Captain’s seat. “So is that why you are on edge? Because you are not sure we can accomplish the mission—just the two of us?”


He shook his head. “No. Sorry, I didn’t mean to weird you out. I never wanted anything to do with politics…ever. In my mind, I keep calling this a mission.”


“Mission? Good, let’s talk about the mission parameters.”


“Okay.” He sat in the First officer’s chair. “Computer, bring up the colonies of Venus,” he said.


A split screen of two aliens appeared. The Cuetations and Bullyons. The Cuetation looked like a human toddler with grown-up size feet, while the Bullyons looked like giants with incredibly small feet.”


“How do they even walk?”


“Quite well,” Nathaniel said.


“And this is a meet and greet?”


“On the surface.”


“On the surface? Are you serious? So we really have a side mission and I don’t even know about it?”


“No, it’s not like that. We meet and greet, but we observe too. We have to learn about the politics of the people. They are not really part of Union, just refugees of the war given permission to live here.”


“Is it a permanent settlement?”


“Actually, that’s for us to decide. As the only human’s in Union they leave any minor decision involving earth up to us.”


“How is this minor?”


He shrugged. “Heck, I don’t know. I am learning as I go.”


“Ugh. This all sounds big and boring. I would rather you tell me about a secret mission or something.”


“You should be happy that we are not risking our lives…today.”


“Are you kidding? I live for that stuff.”


Nathaniel laughed and shook his head. Of course she did. Of all of his teammates, she was definitely tops in durability. He could make a case for Isis, but Isis didn’t heal like Angela.
Nathaniel soon found his mind drifting toward Isis and the others. Each of his teammates had missions as well and thoughts of their safety threatened to distract him.


The monitor lit up with an incoming message. Angela was already up and reading the message. “We have a situation.”


“Are we under attack?”


“No, it’s the Cuetation. I am putting them through.”


The barely two-foot tall man stood before them, fists clenched, eyes red. “Honorable Angela. Honorable Nathaniel. My…my egg has been kidnapped.”


“Your egg?”


Nathaniel moved quickly. “How can we help?”


“I don’t know.” He hugged himself. “The terrorist are opposed to any interaction with Union.”


“I see.” Nathaniel ran his fingers through his hair. “We are trained in stealth operations. We will leave the ship in orbit and descend in secret to assist you.”


“Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to us.”


“Think nothing of it.” Nathaniel prepared to close the channel. “We will see you in an hour.” He closed the channel.


“I guess this isn’t as simple as a golden egg.”


“Their children remain as eggs until they reach full adulthood.”


“But you know that we brought minimal gear—no weapons—no stealth equipment.”


He nodded. “I am going to summon Deragon.”



The End of Chapter One of Egg-napped
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Saturday, March 22, 2014

Short Story: Big Trouble in Little Hela {Chapter 2 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.To read the previous chapter click Here.



“Why can I see you?” Zorn asked.
“Because you are a powerful telepath,” Elmo said.
Nathaniel broke through the ghostly from of Elmo and stood in front of him. “Who is Elmo?” he signed.
“He—“
“It would be better if you used your telepathy to let him communicate with us and observe through your eyes.”
Zorn placed his hand on his temple. “Done.”
Nathaniel immediately jumped back into a defensive stand. He signed frantically.
“I mean you no harm,” Elmo said. “My name is Elmo and you will find that you can speak fluidly.”
Nathaniel eyes shifted from Zorn to Elmo. “What is going on?”
“I am a reality hopper. Raiders attacked my shuttle and the reality shuttle tore through this reality. I’ve essentially caused a hernia in your reality and it must be fixed immediately, or—“
“The two realities will collapse?” Nathaniel asked.
“Eh no. Maybe. Typically the old one disappears, creating a new one. Your friend can attest it is a painful loss for those capable of remembering.”
“He believes that this reality is wrong,” Nathaniel said, “but this is my reality.”
“No, it is not. This is the reality you are aware of. Your mind is amazing but you are no telepath,” Elmo said.
Nathaniel shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. The risk of both realities collapsing is too high.”
“Yes, but improbable.”
Nathaniel folded his arms. “Why should I trust your judgment? You appear to be telling the truth, but you are the cause of this problem.”
“Understood.”
The market place hushed and the people around them bowed low. Even Nathaniel dropped to one knee. It took Zorn a moment to discover the source of the reverence. Isis came through the main doors followed by Angela and Jon. Isis surveyed the area, chin held high, dressed in regal armor, which wore more like a bathing suit than a suit of armor. Angela and Jon wore comfortable casual wear, and yet a blaster protruded from their hips.
Nathaniel broke their connection. “G—get d—down.”  
Zorn stood motionless.
“Is this pervert the reason, why you are taking so long Lord Nathaniel?”
Zorn frowned. “Pervert?”
“M—my ah—apologies m—my queen,” Nathaniel said. “I d—didn’t realize th—the time.”
She grabbed him under his arm. “You do not bow to me.” She lifted him to his feet. “After all, you are my future king.”
“O—old h—h—habit.”
She shook her head. “I suppose you will never change.” She turned to Zorn. “Angela. This knight has forgotten how to bow.”
Angela swiftly moved to Zorn’s side. “Sorry.”
“What?” In the blink of an eye. Left became right. Up became down, and Zorn was on his face, slowly registering the pain. “Owww… This reality sucks.”
“I—Isis. H—he is my fr—friend.”
“Yes, and I have questioned that since day one of meeting the two of you. What does he want this time and sweetheart, I love you, but if this is a long story, please use your hands.”
Zorn turned sideways enough to view the end of Nate’s explanation.
“If this is true. All I know will change. What if—we are dead in this reality?”
“This reality may collapse if we do nothing,” Nathaniel said after re-establishing his connection with Zorn. “But whether it does or not, we have a duty to put things right.”
“How? How are you able to speak without—”
“According to our invisible friend. In Zorn’s reality, I speak like this all the time. Isis, I cannot sit and do nothing.”
“I fear losing you.”
“You can’t,” he said. “I will always be by your side. In this reality and the next one.”
Her knees nearly buckled. Embarrassed. She stood up straight and turned her eyes elsewhere. “Well, at any rate, I order you to find this problem and fix it, and before the reality changes you must come to my side, if you are able…. So we may travel into this reality together.”
“My queen,” Angela said. “Should we aid Lord Nathaniel?”
Isis turned to Nathaniel. “How may we help?”
“I don’t know right now. Telepathy is our most useful tool,” Nathaniel said. “If I need your incredible strength or intellect I will seek you.”
“As you wish.” Isis turned around and took three steps toward the door. She stopped and looked back over her shoulder. “I will be waiting for you.” As she left, more and more of the people stood to their feet.
Certain of his safety, Zorn finally stood. “Why does she hate me?”
“You have no memories of this reality?”
“No.”
“You peeked during a public bath?”
“Public bath?”
“Yes, Isis, Angela, Kagome, Marcella and Levision were bathing in a public bath, and you had the bright idea to go spy on the girls.”
“No way.”
“We were ten, we didn’t know any better.”
“Ten? We have been friends since we were ten in this reality?”
“Yes.”
“Wait—you were caught too.”
“Yes.”
“Why isn’t she mad at you?”
“They were mad at me, all but Isis. She said that we were even since she had spied on me when I was eight.”

The End of Chapter two of Big Trouble in Little Hela
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