features and scars all over his
face looked down upon him. “Welcome back to the land of the living,
warrior Zane. I’m Kort — Kort Sirus, leader of the human resistance here at Super.
Thanks to our dear doctor and his quick thinking injecting you with
a preservative serum, you’re able to fight another day.”
Zane
tried to get up. He couldn’t move. He tried to speak. Nothing. He
called in his mind for Motac. No answer.
Kort
gestured for Zane to calm. “It’ll take a few hours for your systems
to come back to life, especially after your surgery to repair the
wound to your stomach. For now you can see, think and breathe. More
than many who have been murdered by the eternals for resisting
them, that’s for certain.”
Zane
looked at him intently.
The man
added, “Don’t worry, the cat beings known as Tink and Mirko are
safe. We organised an ambush and retrieved them from Banshan
custody before they could be killed.”
Zane
opened his mouth. Again, no sound emerged except a pained and
barely audible moan. With that moan, Zane managed to utter,
“M…o…t…a…c?”
Kort
shook his head. “Dead, I’m afraid. We can’t take any chances here,
Zane, you’ve got to understand that. Humanity is at war and as a
result, all eternals, whether in a host or not, are destroyed on
sight. Look, some have taken over people I have loved. When it
comes down to it, we all have to do what we have to do for the
greater survival of our species.”
Zane
couldn’t help but feel a great loss. Then again, if what the man
said was true, why was Mirko still alive? He couldn’t live without
Zoltan.
“ I will leave you to rest, my friend. I’m sure you’ve got many
more questions. Besides, Tink wants to see you as soon as you’re on
your feet. He’s a mighty fine looking man, that one, and you’re
lucky to have his attention, I must say.”
Before
Zane could answer, either with a groan or a nod, Kort left him. A
door slammed with a metallic thud.
For the
longest time silence, haunting and somewhat scary, was Zane’s only
companion as he lay in the den of the human resistance. Then, from
the corner of his eye, he was sure he saw movement in the darkness.
Sure, he was on a makeshift bed, dim lights illuminating an
otherwise dull and featureless room, but he was certain he wasn’t
alone. Who would be in here with him? And more importantly, why? No
one would know he was here, would they?
Zane
tried to turn his head, to no avail. Immediately, a shadow came
over him.
He
gasped.
* * *
*
Who is the other presence in the resistance recovery room with
Zane? Is Motac truly dead? Are Tink and Mirko really safe? Or is
all of this just another shadow eternal plot, an attempt to get
Zane to reveal the whereabouts of more coalition eternals and seal
humanities fate? All these questions and more will be answered in
the next episode of the Diary of the Eternal War, Ripples in Time Eternal .
About the
Author
I’m Mark
and I live in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. By day I am a public
servant, but by night, when I get in front of my computer, I can be
anyone. I let my imagination go. I can go anywhere, from the
farthest reaches of space, to the dilapidated house at the end of
the street, and anywhere in between. I write about people from all
walks of life, from teenagers finding out what it’s like to be an
adult to adults who discover what it’s like to become a child once
more. Characters move my stories just as much as they move
me.
Chloe T Barlow
Stefanie Graham
Mindy L Klasky
Will Peterson
Salvatore Scibona
Alexander Kent
Aer-ki Jyr
David Fuller
Janet Tronstad
James S.A. Corey