Beyond the DarkSide: 31-14 to 15


DarkSide“I’ll need the location,” Debra said, “and a budget.”

“Fine,” Margaret huffed. She tapped the screen of her terminal, sending Debra the location of the warehouse and access to an account for expenses. “Done. Now get me what I want.”

Debra turned and walked from the room without saying a word. Margaret watched the woman leave and briefly considered having her shot before she left, but the woman’s record suggested she was someone that got the job done, and Margaret was woefully lacking for people who she could say that about. The door closed and thoughts of killing the security chief faded away.

Margaret pinched the bridge of her nose and stared at the screen once more. Nothing moved, but that was to be expected from a camera located on the lunar surface. Why did this feel important? Maybe her fixation with Aldric was getting the better of her, but she did not think so. She could feel it. The balance shifted and she could not figure out whether or not it was in her favor.

The buzzer chimed again and Cathy’s cute little face with her perfect sweetheart lips popped up on the screen. “What?” she asked, clipping the word off short.

“Kraven is here to see you,” Cathy said.

“Good. Send him and see that we are not disturbed.” Margaret poked the image with a finger, once more banishing Cathy from her sight.

Beyond the DarkSide: 31-12 to 13


Security
“CWAC” by Unknown photographerCredit: Canada. Dept. of National Defence/Library and Archives Canada/PA- – Found at http://www.junobeach.org/canada-in-wwii/articles/the-canadian-womens-army-corps/ – website for The Juno Beach Centre, Courseulles-sur-mer, Normandy. Accessed 1st May 2007. Photograph taken October 30th, 1943 by Canadian Crown employee and hence out of copyright.. Licensed under Public Domain via Commons – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:CWAC.jpg#/media/File:CWAC.jpg

A tall, lanky woman in her early thirties, Debra Carter carried herself with a quiet confidence that Margaret instantly admired and hated. Alarms went off in her head. This woman was a threat to her, or at least her plans, but for the moment Margaret needed her, so she pushed down the warning and smiled.

“Welcome, Debra,” Margaret said as she stood up. “It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” Continue reading “Beyond the DarkSide: 31-12 to 13”

Beyond the Darkside: 30-17 through 20


Fire

A staccato burst of cobalt bolts flew down the aisle with a high pitched whine. They struck a car sized container at the end of the rack, evaporated the steel exterior and struck the contents with the force of speeding tank concentrated into the head of a pin. The jellied fuel inside the container reacted to the sudden intrusion with violence. The normally stable and inert fuel reacted with the bolts and exploded. The container contained the blast for less than a fraction of a second. Fire and steel erupted outward bathing the racks in destruction and killing the security guards in before they even understood the danger they were in.

“Oh yeah!” Hanse shouted as he lifted the rifle up and rested the barrel on his shoulder. “I love this thing.” Continue reading “Beyond the Darkside: 30-17 through 20”

Beyond the Darkside: 30-15 to 16


The hiss and clang of a door opening in the distance brought Evan’s head around. “Hanse, I think we have company,” Evan said as loud as he dare without giving away his position. “Hanse?” The sound of heavy booted feet running across the ferrocrete floor made Evan get to his feet. “They’re getting closer, Hanse,” Evan called out.

“Just hold on,” Hanse yelled back. “I almost have it.”

At the far end of the row, a pair of helmeted men in black body armor rounded the corner and jogged toward Evan. “Time to go, Hanse. They’re almost here,” Evan said as he stepped into the doorway.

“Can you stop them? You know, with your…mind…thing?” Hanse shouted back.

“I couldn’t pick up a pencil right now,” Evan said.

“Oh well, I guess this will have to do,” Hanse said as he left the room. His backpack was overflowing with all manner of materials, and his pockets bulged, but the three barreled pulse rifle he carried with both hands that made the big man smile. “Let’s see how those security goons like my new toy,” Hanse said as he passed Evan and pointed the barrels down the hall.


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100 Word Challenge, Day 295


100 Word Challenge

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Margaret surveyed her surroundings and laughed to herself. She had been in the visitor room before, but as the host, not the guest and it felt completely different. She knew that she was being monitored, and she suspected that there were armed guards nearby. Aldric had always been a little paranoid, and the new security precautions she had noted in the hall indicated that he had taken it up a notch in her absence. It was not all that surprising really. Margaret could not imagine how he had ever survived without her calming influence. It must have been dumb luck.

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100 Word Challenge, Day 288-289


The latest installment in my 100 Word Challenge.

A section of DNA; the sequence of the plate-li...
A section of DNA; the sequence of the plate-like units (nucleotides) in the center carries information. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Aldric punched his security code into the control room door, looked into the retinal scanner, and place his finger into the socket for DNA collection. The computer checked through the information and spit back a failure result. “Computer, what is the problem?”

There was a slight pause before the computer responded in its usual, breathy voice. “The DNA match was unsuccessful. Please try again.”

“Stupid machine,” Aldric grumbled under his breath before sticking a different finger into the machine.

“The DNA match was unsuccessful. Security has been informed.” The light above the door turned red and an alarm started wailing inside the control room. Continue reading “100 Word Challenge, Day 288-289”

100-Word Challenge, Day 212-214


CHAPTER NINETEEN

Red mist clouded Evan’s vision. Where had it come from? Was there a problem with the air filter? Was it some sort of spore? Where was he? Evan closed his eyes, but the red mist remained. “It’s me,” the thought. “There is something wrong with me.” He tried to remember what happened, but everything went blank after he heard the now familiar loud hum of his new ability kicking in. Evan opened his eyes once more and tried to peer past the crimson haze that obscured his eyesight. Continue reading “100-Word Challenge, Day 212-214”