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Authors: Odette C. Bell
Tags: Science-Fiction, adventure, Space Opera, Time travel, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Exploration, Space Exploration
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more. She had to find out as much as she could.
Because she had to stop them.
The few facts she now had scared the life out of her.
The Vex wanted to find out how she accessed the entity. Why? So they could use it as a weapon? If so, against whom? Themselves or the Coalition?
That possibility sent another wave of nausea cascading through her. Yet again, she just managed to stop herself from choking though.
Was that it? Was that why the Vex were forcing Carson and her to undergo these visions? Is that why they were prying information on the Galactic Coalition’s battle capability from Carson’s mind, whilst scraping knowledge of the entity from hers?
Her mind burnt with her questions. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put them out.
And maybe she didn’t want to.
Because, although she had no idea what was happening, she could guess how important it was.
She was now fighting not just for her life and Carson’s, but for the very existence of the United Galactic Coalition as well.
Her future.
She had to do something.
Now.
Right now.
There was no more time for questions, no more time to wait.
For the longer she lay there, the more they found from Carson’s mind.
But what could she do?
As the Vex had already rightly pointed out, she was blocked off from the entity, drugged, and had no power of her own.
. . . .
The entity.
She could feel only a trace of it. Only a hint. Only a reminder of what it could do.
She held onto that hint, that suggestion, that scrap of a memory.
She tried to force herself into it. Tried to bundle up her mind and body until she could squeeze it right into that distant feeling in her hand.
She had travelled so far with it.
From Remus 12, to Earth, then back to Remus 12. Even through time itself.
She had grown accustomed to it.
She had relied on it. And though, at times, she had become suspicious of it—she had questioned why it had led them to the resistance, and why it had forced her to remain with Varo—she now expunged that doubt from her mind.
For it was all she had.
‘Hold on,’ one of the scientists said, their voice pressured, ‘I am picking up strange readings from the touched.’
‘ What is it?’
‘ I . . . .’
Nida blocked them out. The voices. Their presence.
The room as a whole.
She let it slip from her awareness as she focused everything she had on her left hand.
On the entity.
She tried to break down the wall that separated them.
She tried to get through.
She could feel it on the other side. Its power held back by some kind of insubstantial force.
With everything she had, the worst recruit in 1000 years fought it.
Never letting up, never giving up, and forcing everything she had into the task.
Until finally she did it.
Nida did it. She pushed through. She accessed the entity. She poured her mind into it, and as she did, it poured into her. The wall that had been separating them simply crumbled.
And the power surged.
She grabbed hold of it and pulled.
She was going to break free. Even though it was dangerous to rely on the entity, to use its power, she had no choice.
She had to break free and take Carson and the entity with her. She couldn’t remain here until the Vex used her as a weapon.
So she opened up completely, the power coursing through her veins as she did.
Her heart beat with it, her mind roared from it, and her body consumed it, until finally she lifted up.
She cancelled out the effects of gravity as if it were nothing more than a mere fact, and something easily ignored.
As she did, she floated above her bed until she hung there suspended in the air a few metres above it.
She could hear the scientists screaming; she could see their frightened and fearful expressions.
But she did not hesitate.
She knew they could reinstate the wall at any moment, so she had to act now.
She pointed to the ceiling in one strong move.
She lifted her hand, and the room lifted with her.
Everything from the beds to the
Because she had to stop them.
The few facts she now had scared the life out of her.
The Vex wanted to find out how she accessed the entity. Why? So they could use it as a weapon? If so, against whom? Themselves or the Coalition?
That possibility sent another wave of nausea cascading through her. Yet again, she just managed to stop herself from choking though.
Was that it? Was that why the Vex were forcing Carson and her to undergo these visions? Is that why they were prying information on the Galactic Coalition’s battle capability from Carson’s mind, whilst scraping knowledge of the entity from hers?
Her mind burnt with her questions. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put them out.
And maybe she didn’t want to.
Because, although she had no idea what was happening, she could guess how important it was.
She was now fighting not just for her life and Carson’s, but for the very existence of the United Galactic Coalition as well.
Her future.
She had to do something.
Now.
Right now.
There was no more time for questions, no more time to wait.
For the longer she lay there, the more they found from Carson’s mind.
But what could she do?
As the Vex had already rightly pointed out, she was blocked off from the entity, drugged, and had no power of her own.
. . . .
The entity.
She could feel only a trace of it. Only a hint. Only a reminder of what it could do.
She held onto that hint, that suggestion, that scrap of a memory.
She tried to force herself into it. Tried to bundle up her mind and body until she could squeeze it right into that distant feeling in her hand.
She had travelled so far with it.
From Remus 12, to Earth, then back to Remus 12. Even through time itself.
She had grown accustomed to it.
She had relied on it. And though, at times, she had become suspicious of it—she had questioned why it had led them to the resistance, and why it had forced her to remain with Varo—she now expunged that doubt from her mind.
For it was all she had.
‘Hold on,’ one of the scientists said, their voice pressured, ‘I am picking up strange readings from the touched.’
‘ What is it?’
‘ I . . . .’
Nida blocked them out. The voices. Their presence.
The room as a whole.
She let it slip from her awareness as she focused everything she had on her left hand.
On the entity.
She tried to break down the wall that separated them.
She tried to get through.
She could feel it on the other side. Its power held back by some kind of insubstantial force.
With everything she had, the worst recruit in 1000 years fought it.
Never letting up, never giving up, and forcing everything she had into the task.
Until finally she did it.
Nida did it. She pushed through. She accessed the entity. She poured her mind into it, and as she did, it poured into her. The wall that had been separating them simply crumbled.
And the power surged.
She grabbed hold of it and pulled.
She was going to break free. Even though it was dangerous to rely on the entity, to use its power, she had no choice.
She had to break free and take Carson and the entity with her. She couldn’t remain here until the Vex used her as a weapon.
So she opened up completely, the power coursing through her veins as she did.
Her heart beat with it, her mind roared from it, and her body consumed it, until finally she lifted up.
She cancelled out the effects of gravity as if it were nothing more than a mere fact, and something easily ignored.
As she did, she floated above her bed until she hung there suspended in the air a few metres above it.
She could hear the scientists screaming; she could see their frightened and fearful expressions.
But she did not hesitate.
She knew they could reinstate the wall at any moment, so she had to act now.
She pointed to the ceiling in one strong move.
She lifted her hand, and the room lifted with her.
Everything from the beds to the
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