Captain Thallik - Part 26
April 25th 2010 01:29
The deep solitude of space shook over the frame of Captain Thallik as he sat in his captain's chair. The computer gently reminded him of the current fate of his ship as it continued to count down towards self destruct, "Thirty six seconds, thirty five seconds, thirty four seconds." The captain tried to ease his nerves as the countdown continued, trying to shake the cold chill that gripped his core. "Thirty one seconds, thirty seconds until self destruction, twenty nine seconds."
"Captain," a voice echoed on the short wave communicator, "there's still time for you to evacuate the ship before it detonates!" It was the voice of Commander Gort, his voice betrayed his words for even he knew that the Captain would be executed for treason for not going down with his ship once they reached home. Then his voice became more frank, "Look Charles, I know this is hard to do, but the core was breached in the last battle. Pretty soon it will rupture and a tachyon stream will most likely burst out creating a gigantic black hole."
The captain reached over to the control panel, "You know that that's all theoretical, you don't know what will happen any more than the engineers on Rantorr III knew when they developed the first quantum portal generator." The captain paused as the computer continued to count down, then he gulped and continued, "I have to do this, you know I do. It's too late for me anyway, get the rest of the crew back home for me." He paused one last time and closed his eyes to await his demise, "One last thing Commander, please tell my sister I'm sorry."
The computer continued to count down, "Eleven seconds, ten seconds until self destruction, nine, eight, seven."
"I will Captain, and may the Lords of Faltor be with your soul," the commander uttered through the radio as the computer continued to count down.
"Three, two, one..." silence cascaded through the captain's consciousness as all went swirly purple all around him. He presumed that the detonation had occurred until he realized that he was even able to presume. The captain could see a sea of purple energy penetrating his eyes as he began to squint them slightly open. The light began to push aside as he started to regain a sense of being. He no longer located himself on board the Retribution, his galactic class star cruiser, but in a small room where a young boy lay asleep in his bed.
The dark room was decorated with a star-scape along the far wall with odd characters standing in a group in the center, one of which wore white and wielded an energy sword. The captain staggered to regain his bearings, then he stumbled on a small wooden toy that consisted of a crude segmented track that formed into a figure eight and a number of odd shaped vehicles with small plastic wheels that attached to one another with very weak magnets. A loud crash sounded as he landed on a pile of toys that lay behind him, the boy began to stir and his eyes opened, groggily at first and then they were filled with astonishment.
"Who are you?" the young boy exclaimed to the captain.
The captain stood up and adjusted his uniform as he cleared his throat, "I am Captain Charles Thallik of the galactic class star cruiser Retribution, the flagship for the Federated Coalition of Space."
Before he could continue with a lengthy exposition, he was interrupted by the young boy, "I'll call you Chuck, my name's Arthur, my mom tells me I'm a genius because I fixed the VCR. You can be my friend!" Arthur leapt out of bed and began to run around the captain.
The door soon began to open slightly as an older woman poked her head into the room, "What's all the noise about Arthur?"
Arthur stopped and waved at his mother, "Oh, nothing mom, I'm just talking to my new friend Chuck! He's from outer space, just like Chewy!"
"Well isn't that nice," his mother rubbed her eyes and began to yawn, "Make sure you tell Chewy that you need to get some sleep for school tomorrow, it's 3am in the morning."
As the door slowly closed Arthur muttered, "His name's not Chewy, his names Chuck." He frowned and crawled back into bed and fell fast asleep.
"Captain," a voice echoed on the short wave communicator, "there's still time for you to evacuate the ship before it detonates!" It was the voice of Commander Gort, his voice betrayed his words for even he knew that the Captain would be executed for treason for not going down with his ship once they reached home. Then his voice became more frank, "Look Charles, I know this is hard to do, but the core was breached in the last battle. Pretty soon it will rupture and a tachyon stream will most likely burst out creating a gigantic black hole."
The captain reached over to the control panel, "You know that that's all theoretical, you don't know what will happen any more than the engineers on Rantorr III knew when they developed the first quantum portal generator." The captain paused as the computer continued to count down, then he gulped and continued, "I have to do this, you know I do. It's too late for me anyway, get the rest of the crew back home for me." He paused one last time and closed his eyes to await his demise, "One last thing Commander, please tell my sister I'm sorry."
The computer continued to count down, "Eleven seconds, ten seconds until self destruction, nine, eight, seven."
"I will Captain, and may the Lords of Faltor be with your soul," the commander uttered through the radio as the computer continued to count down.
"Three, two, one..." silence cascaded through the captain's consciousness as all went swirly purple all around him. He presumed that the detonation had occurred until he realized that he was even able to presume. The captain could see a sea of purple energy penetrating his eyes as he began to squint them slightly open. The light began to push aside as he started to regain a sense of being. He no longer located himself on board the Retribution, his galactic class star cruiser, but in a small room where a young boy lay asleep in his bed.
The dark room was decorated with a star-scape along the far wall with odd characters standing in a group in the center, one of which wore white and wielded an energy sword. The captain staggered to regain his bearings, then he stumbled on a small wooden toy that consisted of a crude segmented track that formed into a figure eight and a number of odd shaped vehicles with small plastic wheels that attached to one another with very weak magnets. A loud crash sounded as he landed on a pile of toys that lay behind him, the boy began to stir and his eyes opened, groggily at first and then they were filled with astonishment.
"Who are you?" the young boy exclaimed to the captain.
The captain stood up and adjusted his uniform as he cleared his throat, "I am Captain Charles Thallik of the galactic class star cruiser Retribution, the flagship for the Federated Coalition of Space."
Before he could continue with a lengthy exposition, he was interrupted by the young boy, "I'll call you Chuck, my name's Arthur, my mom tells me I'm a genius because I fixed the VCR. You can be my friend!" Arthur leapt out of bed and began to run around the captain.
The door soon began to open slightly as an older woman poked her head into the room, "What's all the noise about Arthur?"
Arthur stopped and waved at his mother, "Oh, nothing mom, I'm just talking to my new friend Chuck! He's from outer space, just like Chewy!"
"Well isn't that nice," his mother rubbed her eyes and began to yawn, "Make sure you tell Chewy that you need to get some sleep for school tomorrow, it's 3am in the morning."
As the door slowly closed Arthur muttered, "His name's not Chewy, his names Chuck." He frowned and crawled back into bed and fell fast asleep.
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