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Children of the Gods

Novel By: Alienboy411676
Science fiction

Two friends are forced into the middle of an alien war. As they struggle to survive, they discover that the war is not so alien, and the fate of two galaxies rests on their shoulders.

Any and all comments/critiques are very, very welcome. I'm really looking for feedback, good and bad. So please, if anyone reads this, tell me what you think. I desperately need the motivation. View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 26, 2013    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

A predator hunted silently in the black void. Starlight gleamed off its metallic skin as it drifted hastily through the Vega system.
The Icarus, an Order frigate, had a human crew. Assigned to patrol Vega and provide security to the Guild of Science asteroid station studying the young system. Onboard Icarus, the crew had just began their morning shifts. Captain Reynolds, a firm, gray-haired man in his early sixties, sat in his chair on the bridge. He had read through the night-shift report, and then trained his eyes on the projected image of space in front of the bridge.
"Captain," the perplexxed voice called from behind Reynolds, "I'm detecting a blue-shift in the Vega star."
Reynold snapped his head around at the young officer. "A blue-shift?" He would have to see it for himself. Rising from his chair, he walked around the bridge to the station. Leaning over the officer's shoulder, he eyed the curious readings their sensors had picked up.
"The blue-shift appears to be localized in the star's northern hemisphere," the officer continued, pointing at the projected image of Vega where a dark blue rash steadily grew on the otherwise turquoise star.
Confounded, the Captain examined the readings but only caught a glimpse before the image cut out and the readings went blank.
"Something's deflecting our scans," the officer reported, trying to get the image back.
"What the hell," Reynolds mumbled.
"I can't get through, Sir."
"Keep at it." Reynolds walked back to his chair. "Communications," he called, "signal the station. Let them know we're moving to investigate the anomaly."
"Aye, Captain," replied the female officer from the opposite side of the bridge. "Message away."
"Conn, set a course for Vega, all sub-light engines."
"Aye, Captain. Course plotted."
"All ahead full."
"Aye, Captain All ahead full. ETA - zero three six-six hours."
Reynolds sat back in his chair, brows furrowed, staring out again at the projected void before him. He tried to wrap his head around what had just occurred but found himself at a loss. At least something exciting had finally happened.
Four days had passed since they began patrolling Vega - four very uneventful days - and Reynolds grew tiresome of it. However, he couldn't help feeling uneasy toward their current situation. After eighteen years of command, he had almost developed a sixth sense for spotting trouble. Since the moment he woke up that morning, he felt anxious. The air around him seemed cold. As the time passed, and they moved closer to Vega, his uneasiness gripped him tighter. He usually enjoyed a good puzzle, but he had a feeling he would have rather avoided this one.


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