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ship coming onboard. When
I give the signal close them again and wait for further orders. Keep everyone
else away from the hangar.”
The Captain snapped her fingers and her bridge offers
got to work executing his order. “Trouble?”
“I don’t know yet,” he said honestly.
“And you can’t tell me who it is that’s coming
onboard?”
“Dragons,” he said simply, walking away as her eyes
widened.
Paul stood at the back of the hangar, which had been
cleared of ships and cargo by pushing them over to the side and leaving the
entry point in front of the massive bay doors clear as he waited and felt
outward with his telepathy. It was past 20 minutes by a hair, but he didn’t sense
anything coming as a shimmer crossed through the containment shield and the
complex light that was coming from the floor, walls, and ceiling got bent in
ways it wasn’t meant to.
Still he could feel nothing, then when the mass landed
just inside the entrance a powerful mind manifested itself, making it clear to
Paul that it could decide when and where it was felt. He had the same ability
as well, Kgat, though he couldn’t be sure if the Dragons had it or if the ship
itself was built to conceal their ability.
“Close the doors,” Paul said into his comm , then turned it off as he waited for the armor plates
to slide over the starfield and have their image
wrinkled through the ship’s camouflage. It was reassuring that not even the
Zak’de’ron could produce a fully functional cloaking device, though for
mimicking starlight it would do more than adequately, meaning that if it also
absorbed all sensor signals like the Ma’kri did, there was almost no way to
detect it moving through space.
Passing through atmosphere or a nebula was another
matter, but with this configuration you could snoop around just about wherever
you wanted if you were careful, and they’d successfully gotten up within
telepathic range without Star Force’s sensors even picking up a blip of signal.
When the doors fully closed the camouflage faded away,
revealing a compact, but rippling hull full of undulations and ornate markings.
It looked more or less like a turbine hat, with no visible weapons or other
equipment that had to have been concealed beneath armor plates. Given the
transformable tech that V’kit’no’sat had, he didn’t imagine it was difficult to
sculpt a hull such as this to conceal whatever you liked beneath layers of
protection.
Yet one more area Star Force had to catch up to them
in, navally speaking.
As he watched, part of the hull melted away and turned
into a ramp from which a red dragon walked out, followed by a yellow one of
about equal size, barely larger than a horse but with a much longer tail and
its wings tucked in at its sides so you almost didn’t know they were there.
Following them came a much larger one the size of a house and colored deep
grey, with Paul fairly sure this was the same one he’d seen before on Earth.
“Cu sen’a dench mit harmen asc ,” the big one said, speaking in V’kit’no’sat. “ What you have brought here is immensely
dangerous .”
“ I assume you
were not previously aware of their existence ,” Paul replied in kind as the
two smaller dragons walked around to flank him on either side. He gave the red
one on his right a glance, then looked back up at the big one in front of him
as it sat on its hind legs with its tail looped around on the floor in a
somewhat odd position, making it look far less intimidating than normal.
“ We were not,
but these Chixzon your message spoke of explain several unanswered questions in
our history. We have never known of anyone to coopt a Hadarak, nor to rework
their biology to their advantage. The one here is small, but it is immensely
dangerous even without the upgrades you detailed .”
“ I’m well aware.
What do you know of the races it is drawing to it? ”
“ Little. Our
presence in the galaxy is still small. There is much happening
Paul Auster, J. M. Coetzee