Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty-Two: The Commodore’s Festering Poisons

Wyatt, Cooper, and Gene couldn't fly out into a large room of Andropis for two seconds before holographic cuffs materialized around their arms and legs, suspending them directly in front of an Andropes. She regarded them with an amiable, unassuming smile. "I'm honored to meet you, Mr. Durrell. I love your staunch morals." She took … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty-Two: The Commodore’s Festering Poisons →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty-One: Audeus Maxum

One swift step after another was how Freye Urewlil exited the Hereborg, moving down a statue-flanked passage that veered toward a nearby village. On most days and nights people stuffed their way through the roads and set off a clamor. But on this particular night, no one was outside and all the foods, spices, and … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty-One: Audeus Maxum →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty: Nekotaros’s Charity

A palpable buzz ran through Wyatt, chilling his spine. The rest of the team exchanged quick, tense looks. They were in Lunatark. Wyatt looked straight up at the head guard and said, "We believe that something here will help to cure a disease." The head guard immediately unclipped a rod from his pike, flicked it … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Twenty: Nekotaros’s Charity →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Nineteen: Nexbrug

"If memory serves me properly, Advisor Wiley led an expedition here that uncovered the primitive form of the Super Nex virus," Gene said, peering out the window as the pod boosted from the satellite garage to a platform hovering next to one of six planet fragments adhered in a gravitational ring; the segment with the … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Nineteen: Nexbrug →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Eighteen: Trust

"The white button, not the red one, you skinny geek! The white button!" Gene's hand stopped whizzing over the dashboard. "Your guidance is marvelously impassioned. Would you like to indulge it?" He motioned to his own pilot's chair. "I'd love to. In fact, I will." Penelope threw off her seatbelt and zipped off her seat, … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Eighteen: Trust →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Seventeen: Shemoaniir’s Treasure

"Okay, Sid, I know how much ya love wanderin' 'cross offbeat rags, but ya gotta put that scarf away. For cryin' out loud, it's too twenty-third century!" "The SPACE Union flyer is timeless!" Sidney, sitting on a beanbag chair, reached up to her neck to adjust the fringed scarf. Embroidered on it was a conical … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Seventeen: Shemoaniir’s Treasure →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Sixteen: Telescope

Traveling to Vestral, weaving through the bustling marketplace with its pungent spices and raucous noises, being greeted by Freye Urewlil — it was familiar for Wyatt. However, he had to drag his feet and his arms ahead of one another in the foyer, as if the air was solidifying against him. This made Freye wave … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Sixteen: Telescope →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Fifteen: Sigint

Twirling her hair, Sidney said in a higher lilt, "Corbin?" He started thumbing his phone. "No observations, no comments." "Agents! Are you still here? You must have found a realidorr." Marsden boosted through the large opening with a jetpack. She gripped a poker in one hand and a sturdy W19 with two mottled tawny claws … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Fifteen: Sigint →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Fourteen: The Hereborg

Traveling to Vestral, parking his mobular in an alley, climbing a pebbly zigzag of a road between low mudstone buildings, Wyatt held up a hand to shield his eyes from the morning light of four suns shining through breaks in the stratus clouds. He sped up the walk to an intersection where the thudding of … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Fourteen: The Hereborg →

Project Super Nex, Chapter Twelve: Freye Urewlil, Overseer of Torchen

"Stop whining like a two-year-old, you mushrot, and get the reserve back online!" "You know why that is impossible, so give me some peace. I can't devise — " "Suck it! You're a master techno-engineer, so you can build another way to track it." "You make 'master engineer' and its variants sound uniquely astringent. I … Continue reading Project Super Nex, Chapter Twelve: Freye Urewlil, Overseer of Torchen →