Impact - Quantum Fold Chapter 8/3
When the council recessed, K’hall vanished swiftly to his vessel, leaving Adrienne and Kayla to be whisked away under escort. Their destination: the science division newly tasked with collecting files on reptilian reproduction and potential nest sites—an area the Arcturians had, curiously, neglected. Kayla suspected she already knew more than their entire team.
Neither she nor Adrienne believed the chairman trusted Kayla’s account. His reluctant approval seemed tethered solely to K’hall’s reputation.
Axiom5 loomed like a drifting continent—three miles long, half as wide, a labyrinth of corridors and decks. Their escort led them through its arterial maze.
“How many crew aboard?” Adrienne asked.
“Five thousand, fully staffed,” the escort replied. “Command, orb pilots, maintenance, line crew. And of course, the council and staff. Everyone.”
“Is there a home base on Earth?”
“I am not permitted to say. Let us just say we patrol every realm linked to Earth. Most are peaceful. This one… isn’t. It threatens them all.”
Adrienne caught a flicker of thought—something about the base—but its location defied logic but was interesting none the less.
They’d been walking briskly for twenty minutes when Kayla asked, “How much farther?”
“Almost there,” the escort said. “We’ll stop for a drink just ahead.”
But before they reached it, the klaxon shrieked. A voice thundered through the ship’s address system: “Missiles inbound. Brace for impact.”
Explosions rippled through the ship.
“They got hits that time,” Kayla muttered, her voice tight.
“Don’t worry,” the escort said. “The shield will deflect any missile they have.”
But the next barrage was worse. They lost count of the number. The ship lurched violently. Lights flickered. Overhead consoles burst in showers of sparks. They were flung against the corridor wall.
For a moment, they stood frozen, palms pressed to the bulkhead, waiting for the next strike. None came.
Then the alarm blared again. “Damage control to B95, C95 through C105. Q39—hull breach.”
“We need to move,” the escort said. “The research hall is deep inside the ship. It will be safer there.”
Adrienne wasn’t sure the ship had righted itself, but it was impossible to tell. She longed for the certainty of Earth beneath her feet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You can view Quantum Fold episodes in order from the beginning in her album titled, Quantum Fold:
www.flickr.com/photos/199076397@N02/albums/72177720326169...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is an A.I. image generated using my SL avi.
I hope my pictures make you smile ♥
If you like what you see, please toss me a fav and follow me. I love seeing your comments. They make my day and keep me motivated!
I love my followers. You guys totally ROCK! ♥♥
And if you're taking time to read this you are SO awesome!!! Thank you!!!! ♥♥♥
Here's a link to my other Flickr photos/ images:
www.flickr.com/photos/199076397@N02/
Impact - Quantum Fold Chapter 8/3
When the council recessed, K’hall vanished swiftly to his vessel, leaving Adrienne and Kayla to be whisked away under escort. Their destination: the science division newly tasked with collecting files on reptilian reproduction and potential nest sites—an area the Arcturians had, curiously, neglected. Kayla suspected she already knew more than their entire team.
Neither she nor Adrienne believed the chairman trusted Kayla’s account. His reluctant approval seemed tethered solely to K’hall’s reputation.
Axiom5 loomed like a drifting continent—three miles long, half as wide, a labyrinth of corridors and decks. Their escort led them through its arterial maze.
“How many crew aboard?” Adrienne asked.
“Five thousand, fully staffed,” the escort replied. “Command, orb pilots, maintenance, line crew. And of course, the council and staff. Everyone.”
“Is there a home base on Earth?”
“I am not permitted to say. Let us just say we patrol every realm linked to Earth. Most are peaceful. This one… isn’t. It threatens them all.”
Adrienne caught a flicker of thought—something about the base—but its location defied logic but was interesting none the less.
They’d been walking briskly for twenty minutes when Kayla asked, “How much farther?”
“Almost there,” the escort said. “We’ll stop for a drink just ahead.”
But before they reached it, the klaxon shrieked. A voice thundered through the ship’s address system: “Missiles inbound. Brace for impact.”
Explosions rippled through the ship.
“They got hits that time,” Kayla muttered, her voice tight.
“Don’t worry,” the escort said. “The shield will deflect any missile they have.”
But the next barrage was worse. They lost count of the number. The ship lurched violently. Lights flickered. Overhead consoles burst in showers of sparks. They were flung against the corridor wall.
For a moment, they stood frozen, palms pressed to the bulkhead, waiting for the next strike. None came.
Then the alarm blared again. “Damage control to B95, C95 through C105. Q39—hull breach.”
“We need to move,” the escort said. “The research hall is deep inside the ship. It will be safer there.”
Adrienne wasn’t sure the ship had righted itself, but it was impossible to tell. She longed for the certainty of Earth beneath her feet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You can view Quantum Fold episodes in order from the beginning in her album titled, Quantum Fold:
www.flickr.com/photos/199076397@N02/albums/72177720326169...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is an A.I. image generated using my SL avi.
I hope my pictures make you smile ♥
If you like what you see, please toss me a fav and follow me. I love seeing your comments. They make my day and keep me motivated!
I love my followers. You guys totally ROCK! ♥♥
And if you're taking time to read this you are SO awesome!!! Thank you!!!! ♥♥♥
Here's a link to my other Flickr photos/ images:
www.flickr.com/photos/199076397@N02/