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and self-preservation, darted through a hatch and slammed it shut.
    Crashing into it,
Mara cursed.  When she managed to open it he was gone.  She cursed
again and locked it.
    “Naomi, help me shut
and locked the hatches.” 
    Justin looked over
the bay. Ten dead, and dying, men littered the deck. “She’s gone,” he said then
melted to the floor.
    Mara ran for the
nearest hatch.
    Justin, his strength
spent, knew he should get up, but instead, continued to lay face up, gazing at
an emergency light while replaying the battle in his mind. How did I hold Ferren in the air? He shook his head.No logical
answer came to him. How did the girls kill ten, armed men? Naomi was
clearly a trained fighter, but they could have shot her. They wanted her
alive. No! Ferren wanted both of the women alive,
Naomi for the mysterious buyer from Earth and Mara for himself.
    Still his mind was
troubled: Ten men should be more than capable of handling two women, even if
one was a well-trained fighter and the other a good brawler.  
    Slowly he sat up and
began reloading his gun while still pondering the fight. The regular lights
came on Mara entered the docking bay. Standing a few meters from Justin she
haltingly asked, “Are you all right?”
    Still sitting on the
floor, he breathed heavily then placed the gun on the deck.  For the first
time he noticed her dress was torn and bloodstained.  He clutched the damp
material.  “Is this your blood?”
    “No. Come on, we
should leave here.”
    He tried to stand.
“However I did that,” he held up his arm as he did when Ferren floated above him, “it drained me. I can’t focus. My arms are like lead
weights.” His arm dropped to the ground. “All I want to do is rest, but I think
I’m okay—or will be.” He looked at the spot where Ferren had dropped to the deck. “How did I do that?”
    “I don’t know, but
we’ll deal with it together.”
    “Naomi thinks I’m
one of the Nephilim .”
    She smiled. “They’re
a myth.”
    “Am I a Titan?”
    “You’re not a cloned
killer.”
    “Killer?” he mumbled.
Memories of Garrett, their former owner, flashed through his mind.
    “Yeah,” she looked
at him strangely. “You know, supposedly the Titans had god-like powers they
used to kill their enemies.” 
    I am a killer. “Killing
someone…isn’t that what I was doing?”Justin rubbed his throbbing head.
    “Remember all those
history books you made me read while we were growing up?”
    Justin grinned. “I
read them, too.”
    “Well, according to
those books, the Nephilim led the humans to victory
over the Titans during The Titanomachy War.” She
waved her hand dismissively. “The Titans were all killed.”
    He looked about
searching for something. “So, what am I? What other choices are there?”
    “I don’t know, but
right now we have a bigger problem.”
    He frowned, “What?”
    She looked around a
bay strewn with bodies and blood. “ Ferren will report
this to the authorities.”
    He nodded.  “ Ferren’s alive and no one will care that these thugs were
killed.”
    “But they will care about
what you did, that mental power you apparently have, and since I’m pretty sure
you’re not Nephilim , they’ll burn you at the stake in
front of the Hall of Justice as a Titan.”

Chapter
6
    There hadn’t been
such an execution in Justin’s lifetime, but he had seen the historical vids
from centuries past and the laws were still on the books.  He came up on
one knee.  Mara helped him to his feet.
    Reluctantly the
realization formed. Moments ago, using some sort of psychic ability, he had
held Ferren in the air and just yesterday he had
known that Ferren stood outside his office. Later, he
had known the young woman in the hall was pregnant, and that night he knew
Naomi lied during the dinner.
    Justin feared what
the authorities might find if they performed a detailed analysis of his DNA. He
didn’t believe the stories from the Empire about the Nephilim ,
god-like