the Rebel and Government communities were
softly weeping. Kenzie noted all of the Terraneu females were standing stoically
with their mates.
She was suddenly tossed to the ground. She hit her knees hard but refused
to stay down. Jumping awkwardly to her feet, she hobbled for a second before
her legs took her weight. Knacayn landed next to her a few seconds later and he
was able to raise himself with much more dignity than she had managed.
“Kenzie!” She turned when she
heard Steph’s frantic voice. “What…?” Before her friend could continue talking,
she grabbed her throat as if she was choking. Mallex was dragging along behind
her and both of them hit the ground near her. Steph gasping for air and Mallex
out cold.
Kenzie stood frozen to the spot. Knacayn moved to stand closer to her
side. His hand taking hers to squeeze. They had been fighting before this
started and she didn’t care. His fingers were solid and comforting. She held on
tight.
Chapter Five
Knacayn stood on the edge of the Square with the rest of the community
waiting for something to happen. It was not a normal circumstance when he was outmuscled by an invisible force. Even if the
Earth Government dissidents, led by Jeromy Rousard had gotten hold of their
armor technology somehow, it would not explain the incredible strength. There
was no logical explanation for Kenzie appearing to levitate and his inability
to break free from the force holding him.
Seeing the puzzled look on his father’s face and the intense one of
concentration on his Uncle Kneus’ he knew they were having the same thoughts as
he was. Gaining eye contact with his father, he discerned a small nod of
reassurance, and then there was a gasp from Kenzie and multiple others. His
attention was drawn forward again and he barely contained his exclamation at
what he saw.
All around them forms were appearing from under some type of cloak. The
square was surrounded by figures, all in a very strange type of armor. He
noticed in front of him were six bodies, the others fanned out in a
semi-circle. The others were all much smaller in stature than the ones in front
of him.
One of the six was a few steps in front of his five counterparts and
Knacayn waited to see what would happen next. At some unknown signal, the
male’s armor began to “melt” away. It was like liquid mercury being absorbed by
their skin. Starting at their feet and moving upward the armor disappeared.
“Who are you?” his father had taken a few steps forward and placed
himself at the front of their huddled group.
“I was going to make the same inquiry, ”
Knacayn noted this male had a monotonous tone to his voice. “State your
designation.”
“My designation?” his father looked puzzled for a moment. “You mean my
name?”
His uncles and Marcael were moving to place themselves behind his father.
Since he was already toward the front, he didn’t have to move. He did, however, step in front of Kenzie to her
apparent annoyance because she pinched him on the hip in frustration. He
ignored her for the time being.
“Name?” the male intoned, then seemed to focus even harder. “Yes. A name
will suffice.”
“I am called Kniam.” His father explained. “Those around me—”
“We need no further explanation as to your designation.” The male
interrupted. “Accessing protocol 10010101. You are Kniam Allian Sylvias. First born son of Kynan Allian Sylvias.” The male’s
eyes went around to his uncle. “You are Knollig Ameril Sylvias, the diplomat.
You are Kneus Aerony Sylvias, the scientist. I do not see Knaleg Armman Sylvias
in this group.” His eyes fell to Marcael. “You are the King’s Knoet’un ,
sent on an urgent undercover mission to infiltrate the Queen’s guard.” Knacayn
felt the strange eyes fall on him. “We do not know you.” The sensation of being
examined was unnerving. “Your DNA is of Kniam Sylvias, but you are not a
clone.” He went silent again and searched the crowd.