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- Herausgeber: epubli
- Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
- Sprache: Englisch
Contact with the organic spaceship is successful. Alethea is picked up by the starship Paurusheya in the Omega Centauri star cluster. She still thinks that she will find Sigurd again in the Earth system of the year 2269. Almost a year has passed since the two of them crashed through the black hole. She is even more disappointed when Sigurd is not there. Sigurd lies in a coma in 2019, while Alethea searches for him in 2269. In the Honduran rainforest in the La Mosquitia region, the giant statue of the monkey god comes to life. The figure is made of primordial Xxiin. Nobody notices how the ship Paurusheya, buried under the Teide-Pico Viejo volcano in Tenerife, receives a telepathic-magical impulse via the figure, whose corpus still has a residual amount of 'magical energy'.
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STAR-DUST
Under the spell of nanites
Volume 29
Para-magical Impulse
© 2025 Jens F. Simon
Illustration: S. Verlag JG
Publisher: S. Verlag JG, 35767 Breitscheid,
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Distributed by: epubli a service of neopubli GmbH, Berlin
ISBN: 978-3-819083-78-5
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Newton claimed that time is absolute and runs the same everywhere in the universe, independent of an external observer. According to Einstein's theory of relativity, however, time cannot be separated from space.
Table of content
Prologue
In the earth system of 2269
Ishtar City Planet Venus
Black holes
Reincarnation
The spaceship Paurusheya
The monkey god is alive
Cella's Legacy
Paranormal magic
Prologue
A special vibration permeated the entire organic spaceship. Intense, rhythmic sounds made the nanites euphoric. For ages, the call had sounded again. The ship's brain was jolted out of its lethargy.
Energy began to flow through the disused conductors. The ship's control center was showered with floods of daylight as all the lighting activated one after the other.
In seconds, the ship's brain had determined where the call from the 'Old Ones' had come from. Then it realized the quasi-presence of two entities.
It took only a fraction of a second again, and the ship recognized in one of the two the mental imprint of its former avatar, Alethea.
The hadronic-positronic ship computer showed neither astonishment nor fright. According to its alts, it was just a contact over a very long distance. "I greet you Alethea and also you stranger. What is your desire?"
"Start immediately," it still lingered in Paurusheya's quasi-consciousness.
Then the holographic image of Alethea, her former mental imprint and avatar, and the strangers had vanished again. The destination of the flight should be a small solar system at the edge of the remaining core of the former dwarf galaxy Omega Centauri, also listed as NGC 5139 in the star catalogs of the earthlings.
The distance to it was 15790 light-years.
The exact coordinates were already processed and ready for retrieval in the database of the control system.
The distance to the Earth system was not much of a challenge for the Xxiin ship.
The organic spacecraft immediately went on emergency launch. The urgency of its mission had been clearly defined from the beginning.
All energy piles and storage units were set to the highest possible energy output.
Suddenly, there was acoustic chaos inside the ship, which only slowly receded as the Paurusheya ship lifted about two meters off the steel floor inside the hangar.
The hangar door began to open far too slowly, and the ship's brain was already considering blasting the door with aimed fire.
However, the collateral damage to the MAITRI station was out of proportion to the time advantage gained.
A short radio message went to Calgulla, the chief of the new MBF, as well as to Elrik Merkler, acting chairman of the small human community within the Xxiin station MAITRI.
The spaceship shot through the hemisphere of the mages with increasing speed and went into overlight still within the former Zetschn'cha half-world.
The urgent radio call of Calgulla, who was heading for the spaceport MIRACLE on Venus with the MBF-ship RECON, went nowhere, as did Merkler's attempt to contact Paurusheya.
The Xxiin spacecraft was already on its way to Alethea.
Alethea still looked into the broken eyes of the old Krsutner. Cella had died while she was still talking to Paurusheya in her mind.
The connection had broken down instantly.
Alethea suddenly felt more than uncomfortable in the small cabin on Mullokk's flagship.
The MOOR was one of a total of 13 ships still owned by the independent merchantman. The fourteenth ship, MARSCH, had been destroyed in the battle for the star ziggurat.
There, deep below the planet's surface, in the catacombs of the huge, tower-shaped structure, Cella had been found.
She was the last living member of the ancient Krsutner species.
They were considered the ancestors of the Ur-Xxiin and the organic space nanites.
Alethea was still staring at the same spot when Cella's body had already completely dissolved.
He had crumbled to dust in minutes. "Launch immediately," was the last thing Cella said to Paurusheya.
It was the last, real hope Alethea had now. The hope that the Xxiin spaceship intended to carry out this last instruction of the old Krsutner.
Hope dies last," she thought wistfully. That was a saying of the people.
So she sat for a while completely motionless, staring ahead of her.
Her thoughts seemed to have dissolved, floating freely through space and time. At some point, the cabin bulkhead opened.
Two crew members of the MOOR stood in front of it but did not enter. They looked a little nervous.
"The patron wants to see the stranger. You are to accompany her. Now!"
Alethea's thoughts came back slowly, as if from far away. She remained completely calm. Her stay here on board was only temporary anyway.
When Mullokk had wanted to hand her over to Saviier, Cella had prevented this with her mental powers.
Cella was no more and how it went on with her now, she could only guess.
"Cella has passed away. Even Mullokk won't be able to bother her anymore!"
Her answer did not seem to please the two Maul'aaf at all.
"I guess you didn't understand us. You two will come with us instantly!"
One was still speaking when the other already poked him lightly in the side with his fist.
"She's actually alone in the cabin, can't you see?"
He cautiously took two steps further and peeked around the corner of the cabin bulkhead.
"Just as well, then only she will come along!" His colleague was more the pragmatic type.
"The patron will be displeased!"
"What can we do about it? There's only the one here, so we can only take her!"
Alethea, meanwhile, had stood up and watched the two during their brief dispute.
They were not the brightest, she had noticed immediately. On the way to Mullokk's study, a bad feeling came over Alethea.
She only hoped not to run into the Akkattarian Saviier again.
Why did she let him treat her like a prisoner? After all, she had already done Mullokk a service several times.
Now, as they reached the corridor bend outside the study and several crew members approached them, Alethea decided to defy the trader's instructions.
Dodging, she jumped with lightning speed through the just-closing cabin bulkhead, from which a Maul'aaf had just stepped.
Her two companions suddenly found themselves standing alone in the corridor, not having noticed where she had disappeared to. The room that opened before Alethea was devoid of any furnishings.
Only two more bulkheads showed that this was probably a passage room.
She quickly noticed, however, that the two passageways on the wall side in front of her were specially secured.
A special code display was in the center of one bulkhead. She had no choice but to turn back.
On the other hand, she was safe from Mullokk here for the time being. Deciding briefly, she lowered herself to the floor against the right-side wall and remained sitting there with her back leaning against the wall.
She closed her eyes and tried not to think about anything.
She must have fallen asleep, because when she opened her eyes again, she was lying on her side with her upper body slightly bent over. Suddenly, loud sirens sounded in all departments.
In the MOOR headquarters, the lights dimmed and gave way to a somber red.
"Collision alert! Alien spacecraft just exited faster-than-light with a residual velocity of 112,000 kilometers/second. Distance to bog 520,000 kilometers. Collision alert! Evasive course being set!"
The calm voice of the positronic brain of the MOOR did not fit at all to the current danger situation.
All energy piles were ramped up to full load, disregarding safety.
It took a full three seconds for the ship to begin to respond, but it was still too slow in trying to avoid the course of the approaching alien vessel.
Less than two seconds remained to avoid a head-on collision, and that was far too little.
Mullokk gazed with an iron gaze at the holo-screen hastily stabilizing above his desk, which vividly displayed the full extent of the looming disaster.
His eyeballs began to water as Paurusheya reduced speed to extremes of 1200 kilometers per second squared and simultaneously initiated a small slew that brought the Xxiin starship directly to port to MOOR.
Even for a member of an alien species like the Maul'aaf, they bore some resemblance to Earth's baboons, it was a more than disconcerting sight to see octopus-like tentacles detach themselves from Paurusheya's hull and rush whip-like toward the MOOR.
"Contact is being made. Please reverse course so the passenger can be taken over!"
The alien, female voice was transmitted to all compartments of the MOOR. It came directly from the alien ship.
Mullokk suddenly found himself on the defensive. However, before he could get any stupid ideas and take defensive measures on his part, the bulkhead to his workroom opened and Alethea entered very confidently and unprompted.
"I'm being picked up, you heard. I won't have to take advantage of your hospitality any longer!"
In the earth system of 2269
Alethea was on the return flight to Earth.
Everything seemed like a dream to her at first. She would see Sigurd again in less than 25 hours. That was all that mattered.
She wanted to contact the MBF as soon as possible. After she entered Paurusheya through one of a tentacle's makeshift airlocks, the Xxiin spaceship immediately went to overlight.
Alethea entered the control center just a few minutes later.
"A subspace link to Earth will not be successful for at least 20 hours," came the ship's brain response to Alethea's first question.
The ship had not been able to answer the question about Sigurd's whereabouts. That was already unusual for Alethea.
