A new Forgestriker story
This is an extract from the beginning of the new Forgestriker WIP.
To fully understand the segment, it would be better to follow the series http://alsdomain.weebly.com/forgestriker---the-hit-series.html.
To help new readers, here is a quick guide to the end of the previous e-book.
After coming across the warship Caldera, in dead space, the men of the 7th Baalite Guard - Sons of Baal - decide to board the vessel. When the board the vessel, they find the dead bodies of her crew swinging from the gun ports where they died.
After a short search, one of the men on watch goes space crazy and cuts his life line.
The screams of the scared soldier rushed through the empty hull like a whirlwind of horror, as his friends watched his body float into the depths of space. Timmy hobbled onto the platform of the Caldera’s launch pads, looking into the wilderness he whispered I guess we may all be victim to the outer edges of our sanity on here.
He only whispered but he may as well have yelled his thought, in the silence of space, the tiniest of sounds is like a thunderstorm.
Dave Whatmore stopped gazing at the vast blankness that enclosed them for long enough to comment, “I’m sorry to see him go, he was a good man and a damn good soldier but the way I see it we have one of the most powerful warships built at our disposal; I suggest we come up with some way to use this beautiful beast.”
Mal glanced in Brian’s direction and winked, and then he said, “Is there anything salvageable, Brian?”
Brian thought of what he’d seen, and then commented, “I can’t say for sure, Mal. I’ll need to perform a systems check but at first glance I’d say we can salvage about 60% of the vessel. Sure, she’s takes heavy damage but the final assault - if there was one - came with sonic instruments not weapons. The purpose was to kill the crew but leave the ship in tact; they achieved their goal but the attackers forgot about echoes and probably heard the screams of the dying for hours, and thought the ship is haunted.”
Charlie Simmons loaded his gun, making no intent to hide the sound, and then he asked, “Do you think she’s haunted, Mal?”
Mal shrugged his tired shoulders, and replied, “I can’t say either way, Chas. I can say that we’ll probably hear death echoes even after all this time; out here nothing truly goes away that is my experience.” Mal paused to say his final prayer to the man who died, and then he called out, “Okay, we have two priorities they are find a space to utilise as a makeshift hospital, and see if we can find out where the hell we are. I hope we aren’t in hell, that’s all we need after our run-ins. After that, we can check to see if we have propulsion and some charts of this area; let’s get to it men!”
Ray Riggs decided to talk his patrol down the port side of what had been the gun platforms, as he walked across the sections, he had a tingling on the back of his neck and a twitch in his trigger finger; he turned sharply and yelled, “Come out or I’ll come and get you out!” His only answer was his voice as the shadows enveloped him, “Man, I need some R’n’R so bad, I keep hearing things. I hope we can get this ship moving being a sitting duck makes me edgy. In the distance Ray saw a light move, with fear driving him he cocked his weapon and ran to the scene of the flashing, “Halt or I’ll shoot you!” he yelled.
A voice called back from the dark space beyond his vision, “Whoa cowboy! It’s me, Frankie Jackson, Ray. You can put the gun down, I get how you feel but I’m on your side.”
Ray gave a slight laugh, and then replied, “Hey sorry man. I’m getting too tired out here as a target. No harm, no foul.”
The voice replied, “Sure, we’re good still. I was checking to see if there was any fuel cells lying around.”
Then, something hit Ray - he’s held Frankie on Gameroom as he lay dying - before he had an opportunity to challenge the man, he stood up and the assailant swung the barrel of a .50 cal gun.
Ray never had a chance, the stock hit him square across the head and his head tore from his shoulders and flew across the bay, as his lifeless body fell to the ground.