are three machines: the SPARK Cycle, The Light Speed Cycle, or the Super Max Speed Cycle.” I said, to the Gphone in exasperation, “Just give me the best cycle that is available.” The Gphone said, “Light Speed Cycle it is.” All of a sudden, a Light Speed Cycle appeared. This Light Speed Cycle was eight feet long and four feet wide. It had a singular neon light wrapping around the whole cycle, and to get in you would have to jump into the cycle in a laying down position. It had the ability to converse with its “driver” like it was not an inanimate object but had feelings and emotions.
As Iron Steel approached the ground from the robotic dragon, I jumped into the Light Speed Cycle. Iron Steel knocked on the tinted windows. I said to him, “See ya’ Sucker” and I had twenty second century glasses on.
The inside of the Light Speed Cycle was another thing full of gadgets. It said it had one thousand different ones. The first gadget was the ejection button which would send somebody into the orbit of this cycle. The second was cruise control. The third was a “rock the chair” gadget which would cause the chair to start shaking. The fourth gadget was the programming gadget which would program the thing to work when somebody would initially receive this Light Speed Cycle. This was the one I needed. And I needed it now. The fifth gadget was the pedal and there were many more, but the first thing I did was to program this Light Speed Cycle. The Light Speed Cycle said, “Hi Master, what is your name?”
I said, “Master Joseph.”
It said, “Okay, Master Joseph, Please
Pin Point your destination.” I pin pointed the destination as 100
Golden Lane, California, New York, the Corporate Headquarters of the Cascade Resort Company. The Light Speed Cycle repeated, “100
Golden Lane, California, New York it is master?” I replied “Yes.”
Then, the Light Speed Cycle said we are on our way.
“Vroom Vroom Vroom”
the engine of the light speed cycle
made a very earthly sound for such a twenty-second century vehicle.
In front of us an orb opened up and the light speed cycle entered.
The orb was a star field that read the names of the different universes we’d be driving past at speeds of up to five hundred million miles per hour. The first universe that we passed was the Alien Universe. The planets of Starmos were in the Alien Universe. Starmos was the land that was strictly inhabited by aliens and only aliens were allowed in that land. Legend has it that a human had entered the land and was immediately turned into an alien.
As we were traveling the radio started to play and I asked the Light Speed Cycle, “What kind of music is this?”
The Light Speed
Cycle said, “Oh, this is alien music.” I said to the Light Speed Cycle, “Sounds quite boring. Do they have any other music?” The Light Speed cycle said, “No, they don’t have any other music. Shush. Don’t say that their music is boring, you know why? They might hear. They are very strict and they will eat you in a nick of a millisecond, and you won’t know where you ever will end up.” I said, “Sounds dangerous!”
We began going faster and we suddenly heard a siren noise in the background. This siren was the Starmos Saucer Guys. They were alien traffic cops. The Starmos Saucer guys pulled the Light Speed Cycle over and said, “Who-are- you?”
The Light Speed Cycle Said, “We are humans from another universe, and who are you?” The alien responded in what we on earth would consider a typical alien tone, “We-are-the-Starmos-SaucerGuys. Tell-your- driver-to-get-out-of-the-vehicle?” It sounded just like the aliens in the old sci-fi movies of the twentieth century. The Light Speed Cycle answered, “Never. You can’t have him.” The Alien demanded “Get-out-now!”
The Light Speed Cycle said, “Tell you what, my driver can stay in the vehicle and I could follow your Saucer through your city to the Starmos National Federation
Brian Herbert, Kevin J. Anderson