Ascension II: Discovery
The wormhole within a wormhole appeared above the tender’s jury-rigged manifold, and Ishikawa regretted his impulsive nature. Arcs of blue energy sprang from…
Ascension II: An Idea
“I have an idea,” said Ishikawsa. “Maybe we should talk about it.” “What is it?” Shwartz said warily. “We could open a wormhole that leads to someplace other…
Ascension II: Remorse
“Well, that didn’t work out very well,” Ishikawa admitted. “What have you idiots done?!” blared the STS channel. Tethered together by the cruiser’s grappling…
Ascension II: This Just Got Interesting!
Owen Reeves held the top Hamsa position on Juno, Grand Arbiter. He got up from his chair and strolled into his study. The walls were lined with display cases…
Ascension II: Shortcut
Ishikawa charged the manifold capacitor and pondered its wormhole sustainment controls. The Necrogorgons used prime numbers where other races would use orders…
Ascension II: Under Fire
“Resist and you will be fired upon,” snapped the STS. Shwartz came into view on the starboard camera. He’d jumped for the warp manifold transport cradle, his…
Ascension II: The Unseen Hand
“Send the order again.” Owen Reeves said from his high-backed leather chair. “Sending, what if he doesn’t comply? He hasn’t yet.” The live feed from the Juno…
Ascension II: In a Pinch
A shadow moved over the stolen ship. A harsh voice on the STS channel startled Shwartz. “Attention, Necrogorgon tender. This is USNE cruiser _Finite State…
Ascension II: Recruitment
Pitcher found it hard to ignore his orders. A decade of service had conditioned him, sapped away his humanity and devolved his self preservation. _Just kill…
Ascension II: The Sky's the Limit
KL TRGT NW Pitcher’s jaw rattled and his required answer rattled his mind. CNT KL NW - PRSNL RSK He looked around where he was: Heading into orbit in a stolen…
Ascension II: Scramble
ON HS TRL, Pitcher tongued, plastering himself under the scant overhead of the shed’s roof. “This is Juno Spaceport Police,” blared a loudspeaker on the…
Ascension II: Low Bidder
They emerged from the garage to find the street and the air above it alive with Colonial Police vehicles, drones and crawlers. “That was fast,” Ishikawa said…
Ascension II: Thankless Victims
“What the hell! Hey why did you do that?” Ishikawa looked at Shwartz, then back at the bloody man with the gun. Pitcher pounced on the downed Hamsa and rifled…
Ascension II: Keep Your Mark Close...
The ductwork provided no access to any hidden spaces. Pitcher crawled for a few minutes toward a terminus. He knew that his escape was merely a delay for the…
Ascension II: The Underground Beckons
Dropping down to the space between Hooligan’s and some other shop provided little cover for Pitcher. This whole zone would be surveilled by Colonial Police…
Ascension II: Taking Inventory
The shootout would certainly soon draw the actual police and the cameras above meant Pitcher’s ID was no secret. The bodies would be pinned on him and JDC…
Ascension II: The Monster Under the Bed
The room was eerily silent as debris particles floated through the air. Light beams from the street created impossible shadows as Pitcher waited for the bum…
Ascension II: Think Pitcher, Think!
The rounds kept coming - POP, breathe, POP. Pitcher had scampered over to the load bearing column between the small windows. Both of them spidered from high…
Ascension II: Motel Hell
His cardkey gave him access to the private stairs which thankfully were soundproofed from the din of the main floor. Pitcher ascended and looked for room 1-F…
Ascension II: Quick Change
Once inside Hooligan’s Pitcher was bombarded by sights and sounds which frayed his prison cell mind. Abundant neon, BarkerBots selling wares and locals and…