|| All My Aliens - Sci-Fi Soap Opera #90|
Bard tried to keep his temper in check in answering Jonglire. His childhood friend always had an uncanny ability to annoy and aggravate, but this seemed something more. “I specifically asked everyone, that is everyone, Jonglire, to stay clear of here and far from Barbara and her son. Have I been gone so long you’ve lost yourself or forgotten? Somehow I doubt it.”
“Are you aware that a number of O&N Agents, including Barbara were snatched while leaving the 1,000 World Palace? That was only the first attempt! We are not talking light hitters here, or individual agents’ machinations! So, my friend, I ask you: Just what are you doing here? Why are you in this sector, on Earth, and in particular on this farm looking for Barbara?” ...
Jonglire seemed taken aback, but Bard pressed further, “You’ve been listed as ‘location unknown’ in the Eldestan rolls for a couple centuries now, Jonglire. Yet you return, with no explanation whatsoever. You ply me with remembrances of old times, claim a few heroic deeds, and evade any mention of more recent events. So where, exactly, have you been? And just exactly what, are you up to? The darkness at your core seems to have solidified, what are you hiding within it?”
Bard watched as Jonglire’s face and demeanor changed, rage filling him, “This I get from you? You’re not even sure what I’m about, yet you assume something evil, I should have known better than to expect help from my ‘best’ friend.” There was a brief flash of light, and Bard suddenly found himself in a power struggle that threatened his very existence, and Earth's.
“Well, Gartan, I saved your precious ship, and your butt too. So, perhaps you would like to show your immense knowledge and skills now? Got any ideas, or are you nothing but the hapless owner of a convenient ship?”
“Saved us you did, rat,” Gartan growled, “but sitting on the backside of the moon ain’t gonna do us much good, especially with O&N searching the sector for us. Have you contacted your ‘masters’ for back-up or suggestions? Am I expected to do everything?”
Peliix smiled and didn’t answer for a few minutes while Gartan paced the small area of the control room. “We are unable to contact the Examinators, they made sure of it,” Peliix informed his unwilling partner. “You were a traitor to O&N, do you actually expect your new ‘masters’ to trust you? They are monitoring the ship of course, and will contact us if they choose to do so. Meanwhile, they made sure that you could lead no one back to their new bases, should you think to abruptly switch sides once again.”
Gartan wanted to pound him, then throw him out the airlock, but the thought stopped instantly when he heard a voice speaking in his head. The message was short, “A diversion has been arranged, shortly the O&N mother ship is expected to be pre-occupied, be ready.”
Shaking his head, Gartan spoke aloud, “Dagnutz! What was that?”
Peliix laughed, “Ahh, I guess they didn’t tell you. It is true that they like to do these things while one is asleep, too many are resistant otherwise.” Shrugging he added, “A tracer and one-way communication device was placed next to your brain shortly after you joined the Examinators. Did you think you could escape? Think again!” To Gartan’s increasing dismay, he added, “Those devices can also effect your instant death, if you even appear to be acting against orders.”
When Bird left Dave, she traveled to the O&N mothership to consult with Glaboo, who told her that the Eldestan, Song, had returned from the search only moments before her. The three were meeting in one of the quieter dining facilities, discussing recent events. Bird was trying to tactfully express her grave concerns regarding Jonglire, when both she and Song went pale. Reeling in shock, the two could feel Jonglire and Bard engaged in an all-out battle – such a thing had not happened between Eldestan in several millennia – maybe longer! And for good reason.
Bird turned briefly to Glaboo, and managed to whisper in a strangled voice, “Jonglire has attacked Bard!” The two flashed from Glaboo’s ship seconds later. They arrived on Earth, not far from Jonglire and Bard, but not within the ring of savage energy being flung in their battle.
“I’ve never seen such power!” Song commented fearfully, “I’ve never even seen waves of energy of this kind, let alone used in such a manner! I wonder where he’s been all this time, and from whom he learned such savagery. We always thought that Bard was the wisest and strongest of us, Jonglire never came close, but I am not sure that even Bard can handle this. We must help!”
Bird was barely listening, and did not respond. She had already focussed her mind and was trying to lend her energy to Bard. Song suddenly saw the stream of energy leaving Bird and joined in, adding her own support. Both were stunned when they found themselves laying on the ground a short while later – apparently Jonglire had arranged for assistance.
They looked up to see three beings in human form, though they were never born on Earth. Their lips curled into sneers, but their eyes darted in fear to their master, Jonglire. Looking closer at Song and Bird, they now realized who they had attacked. Jonglire, however, had no time for them now.
Reluctantly taking their attention from Bard, Song and Bird wrapped the three Examinator agents in flows of energy and transported them to Glaboo.
Bard had been much relieved to have the support of his sister and Song, but the sudden withdrawal of their energy staggered him. Jonglire took full advantage…
To be continued...
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