Alien kidnapping, or was it Chapter 27

Alien kidnapping, or was it
Chapter 27

Sam was again reaching out, feeling the powerful Tetricon as it accelerated away. He wasn't sure who this was; he'd already met the four new minds.

He could tell it wasn't the doctor. A small smile came to his lips. It also had a distinct antipathy for the doctor. It most definitely wasn't the seven councilors; they seemed to shit their pants when he was around. Hmmmm, this was getting interesting indeed.

The new mind seemed to vanish a few moments later, though Sam could still feel a faint trail. It might be good to refrain from trying to scan or interfering with it actively. After all, he was far more potent than any others he'd met. This power might be the deal breaker if it joined with the others.

A movement behind him had him turning to see Thantas dragging Triot along the ground. Sam only smirked at the look of pain on Triot's face. Upon reaching him, Thantas again lifted Triot and smashed him to the ground as hard as she could. "Stay!" She growled.

"Ah! I see that you are finally fully awake. I can also see that you have some form of osmosis healing." The startled look on Triot's face confirmed what Sam had thought was true." Reaching out, Sam briefly touched the side of Triot's head. "There, I think that should keep you for a while."

"You piece of garbage! What have you done to me? I am a Tetricon of the first house! What you have done isn't possible unless..." An audible gasp came from Triot.

"Ah! I can see the first light of any intelligence in your eyes. No, we didn't break the code of osmosis; I was born with it! Your kind tried to steal it from us, not knowing it was unique to the individual. Yours was stolen when you tried to copy it, and it hardly works as it should be." Sam told a now worried Triot.

"You... you turned it off?" A startled Thantas asked.

Sam turned to see the look on Thantas's face, "In the simplest sense, you might say that. It's not gone, though; he will have a harder time using it."

"What!? You haven't the right..." Triot started.

"HAVEN'T THE RIGHT! You, you thief, are the one who hasn't the right! What you took was never meant to be integrated into your race's genes. Honestly, I am surprised that it didn't kill or consume you." Sam almost shouted.

A sinister smile came to Triot's face, "It is the spoils of war." Here, he looked at Thantas. "Besides, the little bitch wasn't using it to..." Triot's voice was cut off as Thantas' foot met the side of his face.

With a growl, Thantas was about to lash out harder when Sam stopped her. "That's enough, Thantas. I had more questions, though; it is nicer with him quiet."

She smiled quickly, "We must make it permanent as soon as possible!" She looked at Sam, then drew her foot back, kicking Triot again. "What? Just making sure he stays out longer!"

Sam could only shake his head at the pleased expression on Thantas' face. She is enjoying this far more than I initially thought.

Inside the newly constructed dome building, Triann was hard at work preparing more tests. She had to find out what it was with Sam that made him more unique than any other of their race.

The simple fact that he had transferred the immunity to the gas to all of them was an unfounded bonus. Her curiosity was what had made her one of the greatest healers of her people. It also seemed to be a downfall of hers; her mate, almost as busy with the government, made them a perfect match.

They had been so much a match that her mate hadn't made it for the birth of Sam. He was there, though, when they launched Sam to Earth. Poring over the massive data about Sam, Triann was still trying to understand why Sam had just been activated.

Hmmm, she thought, a few of the things she suspected were showing to be, in fact, fact. The central mystery, though, was why it was now that the cubes the infants had been suspended in became active.

Movement behind her barely registered as her mate, Fino, moved to a piece of equipment. Have you felt anything more from Thantas? Fino asked.

Not yet; she appears to have more than half her memory back. All the force training she had has ultimately returned. Almost all the memories we implanted in Sam are starting to come to the fore.

So, he has almost the same skills she has, just far more strength. I... I felt something I hadn't felt for a very long time. We have a thought warrior among us, though, as to whom I am still determining. I am sure of both of us and Mellos's father. It is the other three I am still determining.

A thought warrior! Triann's thoughts returned with a gasp; I had thought they were outlawed after control was lost by one. I was part of the team that removed much of the power of those left.

I was surprised as well; this could make things very dangerous indeed. I am the last of our planet's government, wondering if they will listen to my orders. With the others, this could prove extremely easy. Plus, when I felt them, they were as powerful as then; no, we must tread carefully. Came Fino's thoughts.

Don't you believe that we should alert Sam? I know he is far more potent than any Clive Stone physically, though mentally. That I need clarification on. Replied Triann's thoughts.

He is strong, far stronger than I ever thought he would be. I believe something about this earth he was on has something to do with it.

Humm, Triann's face screwed up into a look of profound thought. Something about this earth; searching her mind, she felt something at the edge of her thoughts.

When I first started searching for worlds with the same atmosphere that contained the gas, I almost skipped Earth. The atmosphere had a combination of the gas in far higher amounts than I had ever encountered. Triann thought to no one in particular.

If that is true, then why send him there? Fino asked.

They were high, but there were also high amounts of regular elements; they seemed to more than balance it out. He returned Triann's thoughts.

Hmmm, Triann thought a few minutes later. It appears that the overabundance of both elements caused his absolute immunity.

Then we are good, well, except for the other problem; I hope he doesn't hate the both of us. I could take that, though if he refuses to help further, we as a race are doomed.

Hate is a strong word, and I am sure he will be displeased with us, not hate. Triann responded.

You need to remember Triann; he was raised in an alien world with a completely different way of thinking. Remember, he has no problem with cessation of life. A worried Fino thought.

I am sure that he will continue to help us, our people. He replied Triann.

You have the confidence of a female sire. Fino's thoughts said as he shook his head. I hope that, in this case, you are right.

The Lord Doctor chuckled as he watched the two young arachnids struggle to escape. He had to admit that the both of them were far stronger than he thought they'd be.

Capturing them had taken almost perfect timing and most of his power. They might have gotten away if he had not gone as hard and fast as he did. That would have been disastrous as one he could handle, though, two? It would have taxed him to the brink of even his power, though he had the upper hand.

A smirk came to his face as he thought of the coming. They would probably threaten quite a bit, perhaps a frontal assault. This time, though, he was sure they would do exactly what he wanted. An evil laugh erupted from his throat; they would be his slaves by the end of the day. He was sure of it.

The lord Doctor turned to look upward. Ah, good, his soon-to-be slaves were approaching. Two loud thuds outside the doctor's domicile alerted him that they had arrived.

Both nearly ripped the door off the domicile as they charged in. The Lord Doctor just stood back as both the elites started to fire with increasing strength of firepower. The shield between them and the young Tetricons flared brighter until the young within it began to scream.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha," the Lord Doctor started to laugh evilly. "In case you haven't guessed, the shield is tied to the planet’s inner energy core. Unless you can turn it off or destroy the planet, then you have no chance."

"Release them, you putrid sack of garbage!" The male arachnid hissed. They both watched in shock as the female Arachnid threw herself against the shield. For a moment, she breached the shield as she started to pull one of the young from the shield.

The doctor's face showed worry as he shot an energy beam at the female, knocking her away. This, of course, afforded the male time to slam his own body into the doctor's. Both landed in a heap, though; the male moved away from the semi-conscious doctor at the scream of the female.

Again, the doctor started to laugh as he slowly stumbled to his feet, bleeding profusely from quite a few places.

"Try... try that again, and it will be the last you ever see your offspring alive. If I remember correctly, this is one of the last of your mating/offspring cycles." The Lord Doctor panted out, noticing that the blood wasn't slowing.

"I had thought that the conditioning was no more with the two of you.

Had I time, I would reinitiate it."

The male tending to the female smiled slightly when she whispered to him. Turning, the male hissed, "The slave beam no longer affects any of us. We grew out of it many, many cycles ago."

"Too bad, your kind was our strongest asset, now? You are just useless flotsam, though you will do as I say if you wish ever to see your offspring alive again. Don't think you can do anything to defeat me, and they will be no more."

"What do you wish? Once we are done here, we will never answer your call again, council leader. You have broken more laws of the Elite than I wish to count. We owe you nothing, nor will we ever again." The male hissed and growled out.

"Quite simple actually, just destroy ALL the Clive Stones. I am sure that if you eliminate Sam, then Thantas, the rest should be quite easy." The Lord Doctor said. With any luck, they can destroy that thought warrior, too.

"Fine!" The male stated as he and the female left, rapidly taking to the sky, then space.

An evil smile crossed the Lord Doctor's face as he laughed at the still struggling Tetricon young. "Not to worry, your sires will join you in death soon." Laughing maniacally even harder than before, the doctor turned away, not seeing one of the offspring clutching something curling into a ball.

Quite a long way from the first councilor's area, a Tetricon landed with a slight thud on an isolated world. A short look around showed that no one had detected him. Then again, he hadn't felt much life from this dust ball.

Slowly running a tentacle-like leg across his head, the Tetricon was thankful almost all the pain was gone.

A shake to try and clear the apparent fog that was clouding his thoughts didn't help either. He knew what he was and was almost sure where he was. The thing was, that was about all he could remember.

Then, there was the fact that he had been hidden, compressed, within another race's form. It was right on the edge of his memory, though the harder he tried to access it, the further it seemed to slip away.

Damn, he thought, why in the world did that sound so familiar? A gnawing feeling suddenly struck his body; what in the world was this?

He stepped toward what he sensed was water; he missed stepping, falling on his face. Crap, he thought, the pain, oh! The delicious pain! This made more than half the gnawing feeling dissipate; odd, why would I like pain?

Slowly standing, the Tetricon started to make its way to the water source again. Upon reaching it, the Tetricon threw itself into the water, briefly feeling the cool water open and a few memories.

He remembered the council using him and then throwing him away. He had helped them set up their seven areas, though there was one far worse than them leading them. Was that the one that had attacked him? He wasn't sure, though he would find out as soon as he was stronger.

Now, he thought, I just had to find something to ingest before my insides started to eat themselves. A shake of his head helped to reinforce this feeling; he needed something, and as soon as the water helped, though not near enough.

As he lay in the water, a sudden thought came to his addled brain. As many of his people were, he was a hunter, being the definitive word. If he remembered correctly, only a few did that sort of thing anymore.

He was struggling to keep conscious when a small animal-like thing approached the water. Not moving at all, he let the animal approach him, then sprang, wrapping his eight legs around it. He drew it in and then started to drain it.

A mere few minutes later, he dropped the dried-out husk, feeling the drained life as it coursed through him. Ah! It's so good to be in my natural form again. That helped immensely, though; I will need more if I survive.

By the end of the planet's day, more than ten dried corpses were floating away from the Tetricon. Much of the dull black color of the Tetricon was now a darker, glossier black.

The Tetricon stretched out its legs, feeling renewed strength flowing through it. Ah, good, I thought, finally starting to feel normal again.

I have to set a plan; the one leading the council will be first. Then, the committee itself, I don't know if I should destroy them or make them servants like they tried to do to me.

The Tetricon reached out tentatively, gently, to not arouse suspicion. There is the doctor and the council; strange, I feel other Tetricons. These feel so much different than the doctor and council.

Widening his scans, the Tetricon was amazed when he felt more powerful beings. Three in particular, who were as strong as the doctor, though one had passed the doctor's power by almost double. A shudder went through the Tetricon when he felt the powerful being. These three feel so different, so... The Tetricon retreated when he felt the strongest one right next to him.

So came the unclear thoughts of the strong one. Do you know how I can help you? I can feel that --- --- --- is so vague.

The Tetricon tried to push the strong mind away only to have it not move. I ... can't think... like you do.

The strong one smiled. I can help if you wish; I can see that much of your mind is blocked. I can also see the abuse you suffered at the hands of the council. Your hatred of them mirrors my own.

If... you can... yes. I returned the hesitant thoughts of the Tetricon.

A few moments after Sam started on the Tetricon, he could feel it screaming as a floodgate of memories rushed into its brain. That should help, as he felt the pain drop to almost nothing.

Yes, I have returned the thoughts of the Tetricon. Have you had dealings with the council before?

I have, came Sam's thoughts, none of it has been a pleasant experience.

Neither has been mine. I helped establish the seven councilors and their areas. I was pushed out and punished while I was at my weakest. I am the last of the elite of my people. What they did broke all the rules of the elite. Though at the moment, I am only at half my power. I will be whole in a planet's rotation.

A smile came to Sam's lips at the news that he received. I can assure you that you are not the last of the elite. I know this for a fact; please feel free to rest, then we can talk later. We need to set up a place to meet to talk about this more.

That would be acceptable. The Tetricon replied.

We need to contact Sam, the male Tetricon who had left the IP home world.

I concur with your statement, though I am not sure how. We can use lower wavelengths, though we need to find out if Sam can detect them. The female answered.

I know the male agreed to this, though we must try if we hope to end this. With his help, I am sure that we could quickly free our offspring. The male replied.

A moment later, the male started to send out a much lower-frequency thought wave. At first, he feared that Sam wasn't getting any of it. Then, I was shocked a moment later when Sam answered.

So, you can communicate at a lower band. What Sam started was cut off.

I am afraid that the doctor has captured our offspring, the two that were with us. He has ordered us to destroy you along with the female Clive Stone Thantas. We cannot, in good conscience, even attempt this. This is about our offspring, though, so we have little choice. You, we are afraid, are the only chance we have.

Sam smiled a moment; we all may have helped there. You see, I have been in contact with another elite. Sam waited a moment to let the two digest what he'd just thought to them.

Are they like us? Are they still under the control of the council? The female asked.

He stated that he wanted nothing to do with the council, much like you did that the council broke ALL the rules of the elite. So, I think you will be fine with him aiding you against the doctor or the council. Came Sam's thoughts.

That is good to know; I am shocked to find another of us out this far. We need to meet with him and you again as soon as possible. The male replied.

I agree with you, though I am still determining how we can accomplish this with the doctor watching your every move. Sam thought.

We have time; he won't expect us to move too quickly with the bio-screen the triads have up—the male thought.

I'll contact you soon, Sam thought as he cut the communication.

Sam took a deep breath and lifted, flying to the dome structure. He still had to talk to his father about what he'd felt the other day.

At the door, Sam sat down; striding inside, he looked around. It appeared the scientists and the engineers were hard at work.

Walking by the engineer, Sam thought he saw the male working on some shield. Sam thought that would be useful in a few cases he could think of.

He then saw that his mother was working alongside Mello's mother. Nodding his head, he could only imagine what foul-tasting concoctions they might come up with. A slight shudder went through him as a memory of one such concoction came to mind.

Sam walked further and saw his father talking to Mello's father. Taking a seat, Sam decided to wait for the moment.

Fino saw Sam at almost the same time that Sam asked him. The look on Sam's face let him know that Sam was upset about something. Hopefully, he doesn't know yet, Fino thought.

Finished with his conversation with Tynco, Fino walked over to Sam. "I can see by the look on your face that you are concerned about something."

Sam nodded. I am. The other day, I felt a potent mind and saw you concentrating hard. I have to ask, are you this mind?"

Fino drew a sigh as he shook his head no. "What you felt was a thought warrior. Powerful, also outlawed in the last days. One lost control and destroyed quite a few; the others in the government and I had to remove their power. I guess we missed one, though I know not who it is yet."

"Are we in trouble," Sam asked.

"I'm not sure yet, Sam," Fino said.

Great, Sam thought. We've now got possible enemies here with us.




To be continued