Alien kidnapping, or was it Chapter 30

Alien kidnapping, or was it
Chapter 30

Sam stood there looking over the scene; they needed to move to stop the Tetri Cons. He had three complete Clive Stones: himself, Thantas, whom he'd just discovered was his sister, then Mellos.

A slight gasp from the only occupied bed had Triann and Drivas rushing to Thallus’s side. "God, I am so hot."

She said as she, like Drivas, tried to rise from the bed, only to fall back.

"It should pass soon; I am reading that, just like Drivas, your transformation is complete. I welcome both of you to the Clive Stone race." Triann said.

"Do you remember what Triot said about you and me?" Drivas asked.

Thallus started to shake her head, then immediately regretted it. "Not sure if I can believe a thing that piece of trash says."

"Well, according to him, we are sisters; Triann confirmed it a few hours ago. Though," Here Drivas hesitated.

Thallus looked at her with a concerned look. "You know you can tell me anything, though; us being sisters does make a lot of sense."

Drivas took a deep breath and continued, "Triann is still trying to confirm this next part. It also appears that the sick, sadistic piece of trash is our sire."

Drivas was still determining what reaction Thallus would have, though she hoped it wasn't as bad as hers.

Thallus looked at her sister, shock hanging on her face momentarily. A sudden clarity came to her eyes as she nodded to Drivas. She asked Triann, "Since we have Tetri con genetic material samples, can you compare us to them?"

Triann blinked a moment. Was this a latent ability that the young female had within her? Adjusting her black box, Triann's eyes went wide as she watched the readings climb accelerated.

"I most certainly can. Would you care to help?" Triann asked, hoping to gauge just how much the female knew. Another reading she hadn't been expecting to see was also on the monitor.

Thallus’s eyes lit up as she once again tried to rise from the bed she was on. "I would like to help, though, at the moment," Thallus said, throwing her hands up.

Triann looked at Sam, who nodded slightly and moved to Thallus, lightly touching her shoulder. Thallus’s head turned to look at the hand on her shoulder, and then her eyes grew wide. Sam withdrew less than a minute later, "there, that should help."

"What," Thallus said, then suddenly sat up with renewed strength. "Whoa!" she said as she slightly shook her head.

Sam smiled, then turned to his sister and Mellos. "We need to go after what's left of the council while we have them reeling. The problem is I don't think that just three of us will be enough without possibly losing one of us."

Sam felt a hand on his shoulder, "we could help Sam. I know that we are newly added to your race. I think that Thallus and I could be of some help." Drivas said,

Sam had been thinking about this the whole time, "I realize this; I was going to ask. I wouldn't say I like putting both of you in peril. The both of you have barely scratched the surface with what few powers you have." Sam lowered his head, saying, "I know it is hazardous, though we need help.

We need both of you to use the few you know as soon as we can. As I and the others have found, the more you use them, the better control you'll have."

"Sam," Drivas started, "I think I speak for my sister and myself." Drivas saw that her sister was nodding to her ascent. "We would be honored to fight beside you to end the terror of the, what were you it called them? The Tetri cons."

Sam watched as Triann helped Thallus stand, and they both walked out of the structure. "So," Sam said as he turned back to Drivas. "Care to use what you have to strengthen them?"

Drivas looked at Sam as if he were crazy. "You expect me to do that now?!" she asked.

"Hey," Sam said with a half-smile on his face. "No time like the present." This time, Drivas could only stare at Sam incredulously. "Look, I am here to help you, not kill you; you can trust me."

Drivas could only stare suspiciously at Sam as he held out a hand to her. Tentatively, she took it as Sam slowly began to explain what he and she would do.

An hour later, Drivas was sitting on the ground at Sam's feet, panting. Sam had a giant smile on his face; in an hour, she had gained over seventy-five percent control of her flying ability.

"You gained control almost as fast as I did, though the real test will be when we go to space," Sam said.

"Space! Have you lost your Clive Stone mind? I can't breathe," Drivas started, then found no words escaping her mouth; Sam had them both a few miles above the planet's surface.

Sam's thoughts came; as you can see, you don't need to breathe. Oh, think to me, that should direct your thoughts to me.

I know, Sam; I thought I had to be on the planet to attempt it. Returned Drivas irritated thoughts.

Greatly angered doesn't come close to how I am feeling, Sam. Thallus and I damn near died when that piece of waste almost destroyed our ship. All this while trying to help you. I was afraid that I would die as soon as we were airborne, said Drivas's thoughts.

I am sorry, Drivas; I thought putting you in a situation I knew you could handle would help. Sam's thoughts said. I wanted to let you know that I did not intend to anger you significantly.

Anger? Did you not once think to ask me that I would say no to everything you asked? Do you have so little faith in me that you thought I would reject everything?

Alright, I apologize, though you must admit, this is next level. Came Sam's thoughts.

Drivas tried to stay angry at Sam; really, she did. Finally, a smile broke out on her face. I can't stay mad at you for everything you have done for my sister and me. Here, Drivas drew back her fist, punching Sam in the arm.

Sam was driven back well over a hundred meters. Reaching out, he grasped the arm; damn, he thought that it hurt. Flying back to Drivas, Sam started to show her how to control her flight and go faster.

Finally, an hour later, they both arrived close to the Clive Stone structure that Sam had made.

They both were about to enter when thoughts from a powerful mind stopped Sam short. Hello Sam, I was told to help you all I can.

Sam shook his head. These were the most vital thoughts he had ever received. They were slightly more potent than his own. Who is this? You don't feel Tetri con; it's more of my race, though far different.

I am, unfortunately, the last of the thought warriors. I believe that you and your father spoke of me not long ago. I wish to aid you in all that I can.
Your healing did far more for me than you realize. Though I have not fully recovered, my mental energy and abilities are far more potent than my human form. Came the thought warrior's thoughts.

Sam nodded momentarily; you are well done to hide your location. We should meet, though; I can feel your fear. Is this of me or our people in general?

I fear that one of the high governments is also on the planet with us. I cannot disobey them in a direct face-to-face confrontation.

Why is this an issue? Asked Sam's thoughts.

They are the only ones who can order me to stand down, awaiting my destruction. Many of us went into hiding during the cleansing, as they called it.
It was not long before the end. It took all I had not to try and dive into the final battle. Had we all been there then, we and our planet would have fared better. The thought warrior's thoughts said.

So, Sam started, you feel that the high government one will order your destruction?

Yes, I have a family that I wish to see mature. I do not want to say goodbye to them as I watched so many do.

Can you contact the high government one with me? I can speak for you.

Sam could swear he felt a joy he'd never felt before. Yes, please, I am sure I will listen to you, the savior of our race. A moment, please, Lord Tetrarch? I wish to speak to you again.

Yes? Came familiar feeling thoughts to Sam.

I have contacted Sam as you desired. He would like to speak for me. Came the thought warrior's thoughts.

Lord Tetrarch, I have healed all on this planet. My power has grown so that I can now tell if a being's previous behavior will be repeated. Please show me what was wrong so I can confirm their changes.

A moment later, Sam saw what had been and could see how unbalanced the procedure had made the thought warrior. If you allow me, Sam thought to the thought warrior, I will make sure that what I have done for you genuinely helped. Sam delved into the thought warrior's mind, shocked to see who they were.

I trust you more than my mate; you will not betray me. Sam was nodding as he fine-tuned only two areas. I believe that all the anger and raging thoughts are now gone. Lord Tetrarch, we now have a potent ally. Will you lift the death order?

As another who has received and witnessed your healing, I concede. I still need to scan, according to the law.

I will need to bring both of you here. Sam thought.

Lord Tetrarch's thoughts said, I must warn you; I am not who you think I am.

I believe you will be surprised about who I am, returned the thought warrior's thoughts. Sam already knows who I am.

Are the two of you ready? Sam asked, getting an affirmative from both. Sam pulled, making them appear.

Slightly in shock, Sam stared at his father standing before him. The same could be said of Fino as he stared at the female Raydy's mother, Natita.

"I had wondered why your healing was taking as long as it was," Sam said, nodding.

"You," Fino started, "are the only female thought warrior I have ever heard of."

"There weren't many of us; we tried to keep a low profile. It wasn't easy when our mates weren't as we were. Plus, at times, it took all we had to appear normal."

Fino was nodding his head at each thing she said. Fino bowed low to Natita, "I am sorry we couldn't solve this back then. We were all fearing for our lives trying to save them."

"So again, another surprise, though not all that much. It is not too shocking, considering that Thantas is my sister. My parents lied to me; I saved two half-Tetri cons, now full Clive Stones. The first Triad I helped recreate is a haven for the few of us now."

Sam touched Natita on her arm, her eyes suddenly flying open. "What is this?" She said as Sam looked closely at her. "Are you prepared?" Sam asked; when Natita hesitantly nodded, they both shot into orbit.

Sam backed away from her as her eyes were even more comprehensive. I see that you and your mind are farther along than even my mother. It has to do with the fact that you are a thought warrior.

Sam? How is this possible even if my mind isn't so powerful that I can deny physics? Came Natita's thoughts.

I can see that your mental power has jumped considerably. It also appears you are the only one of those recreated who can control the powers you have. Well, most of them.

Sam noticed that Natita was still slightly shocked. Did that last healing have to do with this? Natita asked.

A little perhaps, I have noticed that 'til their body and mind are ready, this isn't attainable. The stronger the mind, the quicker they can advance their bodies.

Sam, I'm not sure I can assist you; my mind, yes, though I know I need more control over physical conflict. Came Natita's thoughts.

Let's work on what we can, and then we can discuss this—returned Sam's thoughts.

The Doctor was worried for the first time in over five hundred solar units. He found that his current location needed to be more conducive to his plans.

A quick look at the elite offspring let him know they were still secure. There was still something at the back of his mind that seemed to be nudging more and more. Something was off about the situation; he had to figure it out before it was too late.

Another look at the monitor showed that all the techs were still trying to revive the fifth councilor. The Doctor shook his head; the body was alive, though the body was an empty shell. I might as well destroy it.

He had to get everything ready for the Clive Stone attack. While he and the six were weak, it would be soon. If they waited too long, they wouldn't have the time to restore themselves.

The Doctor clicked on several channels as he started to bark out orders. He and the last of his people might perish today; they wouldn't go without a fight. A fight that he would make sure the galaxy remembered for a very long time.

The Doctor smiled as he watched the vast, grey, oblong shape as it was lowered slowly into the planet. Yes, the Doctor thought, they might not survive; they would take as many of the bastards with them. Most significantly, the central bastard Sam.

The Doctor nodded as he had more and more of the most potent weapons he could bring out. He had all of them positioned around the council chamber building. He knew that the Clive Stones would soon be here; this was the one time the Doctor felt that they, the Clive Stones, stood a chance.

A click tuned him into the council building. "All techs, the fifth councilor is no more; remove the body, then turn all attention to the remaining six councilors."

"Lord Doctor, shouldn't we," the first councilor started.

"No, as I said, all of you took far too long to return after you became injured. All of you know that the memory docks only hold the actual conscious.
It does not hold memories; once the conscious is placed in a host body, that's it; there's nothing left. It was designed to transfer, not to copy. It took a hundred solar units to create that." The Doctor said, trying not to get angry, remembering that the six left weren't the smartest of his people.

All six weakly said, "Yes, Lord Doctor. Are there any orders?" The first counselor asked.

"Yes," The Doctor said. "We need to prepare for the Clive Stones to attack. With you as weak as you are, you will be easy targets for Sam and the female, Thantas. I have been informed that Mellos is almost as strong as both. It seems that Triot was able to have offspring in his humanoid body. Both of those have somehow been transmuted to full Clive Stones. It has also come to my attention that a Clive Stone thought warrior has survived."

There were several gasps from the six remaining councilors. "Weren't you injured by one of them?" The second counselor asked.

"Yes, and before you ask, they appear to be just as powerful now as they were then. It was fortunate that I was able to escape." The Doctor said. "I believe that the six of you should concentrate on healing; if any of the first three reach this chamber, it is over."

"I assume that by the look on your face, you have a contingency plan in place?" The first councilor weakly said.

"Oh yes, if it appears that we are about to end? I have several weapons in place, including the crust cracker. If we are to end, I will do all I can to end as many Clive Stones as possible. Especially that bastard Sam." The Doctor told them.

"As powerful as he has grown, are you certain the crust cracker can eliminate him?" The third councilor asked.

The Doctor tensed up momentarily, hardly believing that one of them would doubt him. "I know it will; I have doubled the delivery yield. If it doesn't destroy him, it will most certainly destroy this planet. Ah! To feed off the terror of all those that will perish."

"Lord M," a voice started, "Lord Doctor," the voice corrected, "I am detecting rather unusual activity near the core planet of the first new Triad."

The Doctor rushed to the computer, "it appears that this Sam is training his people. I see that he is more than serious. He will find out that the Tetri con race will not go quietly! To all units, I want the second crust cracker to be loaded and lowered as quickly as possible." Here, the doctor turned to the councilors, "heal as fast as possible. Those bastards won't hold off long."

Another huge, grey, oblong-shaped cylinder was unloaded on the other side of the planet. Several anti-gravity devices were wrapped around it. The device was slowly loaded into the hole and cleared of the edges. The device started to descend at a rapid rate.

Back within the chamber, the Doctor nodded at the sight of the vast explosive device. Suitable with any luck, they could eradicate the last Clive Stones on this day. The Doctor could gather some more of Clive Stone's Physiology. Then, he could make real progress in advancing the Tetri con race.

Sam was still surprised that Drivas and Natita had advanced as fast as they had. Did it have something to do with his abilities? As he knew, he had transferred some of his abilities: the first, the immunity to the gas that was deadly or harmful to them.

The second was that they all could strengthen their powers by using them. However, it was less rapid and less than his. They also found they were open to the powers they developed in the first few days, though this was nowhere as strong as he and Thantas.

Another thing was that they all now could self-heal, again though, nowhere as fast or near as strong as Sam.

The thought warrior was the only one nearly as fast as him and Thantas. Though mentally more powerful, they weren't as fast as Sam and his sister.

Then, there was the oddity of Mellos. He had to break a few bones before she was healed entirely practically. Sam rubbed his head. Could it be that she carried a wasting disease that her father had? He'd have to check her after this was over to make sure.

So far, he thought, there was him and Thantas. Mellos was coming along almost at his and Thatnes' level. Randy was right there, considering she had a few of her powers for now.

The recreated adults were nowhere ready, though; they could defend rather well. Raydy's father, Rycon, had been working on a shield array the whole time, just after discovering he was completely healed. At last check, he had it almost as strong as Sam could generate.

Sam thought it might be a good idea to make sure before we leave. Entering the Clive Stone building, Sam walked to the other end, seeing Rycon zipping back and forth between several pieces of equipment.

Sam stood to wait for Rycon to stop, then thought better of it, watching the male not slowing. Finally, Sam puts an arm out to stop Rycon.

"Ah, Sam!" Rycon said as soon as he realized who had stopped him. "What can I do for you?"

"I wondered how far you have gotten with the shield machine," Sam asked.

"I can now generate an area of over ten miles on the surface. In space, it is slightly weaker. Still, I have it as strong as the reading you gave. My only problem is that I can't seem to get the power consumption down nor get it to last more than an hour." Rycon said.

Sam blinked; an hour? Here, he thought the shield was only good for a few minutes. A small smile came to Sam's face; this was excellent news indeed.

"You have it so that you can use it now?" Sam asked.

"Of course, I got it ready as soon as possible, like you asked me," Rycon said. "I have the other thing you asked me for, though I am afraid it isn't as effective as you wanted. Once again, it has to do with the power consumption."

"You were able to make more than one?" Sam asked.

"Yes, though, I only had time to make ten," Rycon said, a little worried.

Sam could only smile. He'd been hoping for at least five here; Rycon had made twice what he'd needed. "it's all good, Rycon," Sam said as he left.

Sam walked to the others, nodding as the six approached the sky.



To be continued