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Witch Hunt
-- Chapter 23
1. The
Theites did not speak to her, test her or seem the least amused or
impressed by her.
2. In
standard military fashion, she was
abrasively, but not abusively, escorted to a holding cell aboard the
Elite
destroyer and brigged with none other than Dal El.
3.
Ireana had seen pictures
of this infamous person.
4. When
she saw him, she almost laughed at the irony, but caught
herself in time to avoid appearing overtly suspicious.
5. Of
all the potential cell mates in the Universe, she simply didn't expect
to
see the dreaded ‘Vice-Elite’ brigged aboard his own ship...with
her.
6. Dal
El automatically interpreted a hidden message behind her grin; possibly
a reaction to the dark comedy of
errors that she must have experienced. Her uniform was certainly
unique -- not something that he had ever seen before.
7. He
rendered an inquisitive facial salute,
as the "Number Two" personage in Kor's
Universe would be expected to render.
8.
Ireana instinctively
acknowledged Dal El's non-verbal gesture with an unintelligible
blurb. Dal El nodded in acceptance.
9.
Already, Dal El suspected that there was something special about 'this
one.' Why else would they brig her with him?
10.
She must have been assigned to the ship, someplace where he never
ventured. He would have given her a 2nd look if he had known that
she existed. She couldn't possibly be from Earth -- it wasn't
Theite style to incarcerate specimens they crossed the galaxy to
save. She couldn't be 'a specimen.'
11. Everything about her was curiously alluring.
12. "How
did 'this' get by me?" he asked himself.
13. Dal El wasn't psionic by a Vejhonian standard, but
that didn't mean he was completely inept. He
could
not detect a psionic imprint from her at all, much less her implant-link
to Onimex. Dal El's ineptitude was Ireana's saving grace.
She could see through him like a clean pane of window glass.
14. "Could she be one of Kor's special agents?" Dal El
wondered. Agents were never rostered on any ship manifest in
the
interest of State Security.
15. As
Dal El tortured himself with the many possibilities, he concluded that
'she' must be the creme' de la
creme'
among special agents.
16.
No other explanation seemed plausible, so Dal El opted to
regard her as one of Kor's special agents. Ireana read his
conclusion clearly.
17.
While Dal El pontificated the matter, Ireana glared at
the walls and limited her eye contact with Dal El. He could not
read her at all.
18.
On M'trol-1, it was said that Dal El was the shadow architect behind
Kor's
revolution;
that Dal El was in fact, more responsible for the atrocities committed
in Kor's name, than Kor was.
19.
"And..." Ireana repeated to herself, "I am brigged with this person
because of why?"
20. "Where is the crew? Where did the Theites
put the crew?"
21. Most of the hustle and bustle outside had greatly
subsided. The interdiction aspect was over. Now the
Theites simply wanted to secure the destroyer. Ireana's capture
pegged Usalahs curiosity: She was the only Vejhonian in the
entire Sol system. She was found in an Earth utility craft and
was mysteriously immune to the acceleration wave.
22. Usalah decided deal with her later, so he brigged
her with Dal El, believing that she was an Elite spy, sent ahead to
coordinate the attack.
23. Contrary to what Ireana had been taught to believe,
her first impression of Dal
El reflected composure and charm.
24. Dal El didn't really fit the monster stereotype, so
she pondered the situation introspectively.
25.
Were it not for her pre-engineered convictions
-- she might have liked him; feeling somewhat charmed even
now.
26.
She checked herself, "This...defrocked Theite destroyed M'trol-1!"
27.
"What's taking Corlos so long?" she asked privately, "Any time
now."
28.
Although the Theites had complete control of the destroyer, some of the
destroyer's systems were not
completely understood. Most of the Theite battalion were warriors
and ace pilots. Right now, they needed some engineers and
cyberneticists to bring the destroyer's systems back on-line.
29. There were some Theite specialists among
them, but reverse-engineering an Elite Destroyer on short notice was
not what HQ had called for.
30. The most annoying system was the passive psionic
scrambler which
made the destroyer's sneak approach possible.
31.
The scrambler kept Corlos from retrieving Ireana and
Onimex.
32. As
Ireana psionically assessed the invaders' progress, she discovered the
Theites dilemma: They could not find the 'off switch' for the
scrambler -- it was hard wired to run eternally as a passive
system. "Hard-wired" was strictly a metaphor.
33.
Fortunately, Onimex
was not in the brig, but he was aboard and knew precisely where Ireana
was.
He also read everything that Ireana concluded about about her
notorious cell
mate.
34. Ireana convinced herself that Dal El was
not a psionic threat to her or Onimex, so she psionically located
Onimex
to discuss their
escape
options.
35. She wanted to keep her competitive edge for as long
as possible. Onimex
had remained out-of-sight for precisely that reason.
36.
After Dal El had undressed Ireana for the 40th time, the magical moment
finally came. "They know who I
am," Dal El said in perfect Vejhonian,
"but what are you doing in here?"
37.
He paused for dramatic effect, “With me?” he added.
38. Ireana
was wondering the exact same thing. The only M'trol-1 survivor
was within striking distance of M'trol-1's destroyer.
39.
She held back for a perplexing moment, which made Dal El think that she
did not understand his language.
Then
Ireana made very penetrating eye contact without focusing on a single
thought.
40.
"Maintain the charade," Onimex injected, "Corlos knows our
situation. As soon as they
get scrambler off-line, we'll be out of here. Corlos wants you to
observe everything you can about Dal El in the meantime."
41.
Ireana never took her eyes off of Dal El's.
42. Dal
El studied her unintimidated demeanor and concluded that she was
reading him rather effortlessly.
43.
Onimex’s voice came back, "Your orders have been
amended by Daniel: You are to assist Dal El in an escape and I am to
assist you. It is imperative that your
escape appear as though
your psionic abilities alone are the cause. Corlos calculates a
98%
chance that Dal El will assume that you are the Elite Covert Operations
agent
assigned to his ship. This is standard procedure. All ECO's
report directly to Kor. Dal El is not
in their chain-of-command and Dal El knows that. Daniel
says, 'If you assume the role -- he'll believe it.'"
44. "So
Daniel got personally involved?" Ireana asked, knowing that Daniel's
responsibilities are too Universal to focus on a single moment in time.
45. "It's getting better by the minute," Ireana mumbled
in her thoughts. "Don't stress over this," Onimex said, "let me
do the
thinking
-- all you have to do is follow my instructions."
46.
Onimex was invisible, outside the brig and had an awesome tactical
advantage.
47. The comedy of
errors was quickly adding up to a belly laugh for Ireana, who needed to
relieve the tension, but she held fast instead.
Smart
girl.
48. "I wish you would have programmed me to do
that," Onimex sighed. He could cite a thousand hilarious
circumstances, but not a single genuine laugh.
49.
"You'll get that wish," Ireana confirmed, "if you get us out of here in
one piece."
50.
“Wish?…One Piece?” Dal
El said out loud curiously; he did not know where the words came from
-- nobody's cover was blown.
51.
"Tell me again about your theories," Ireana mumbled psionically to
Onimex while sharpening her imaginary knife.
52. She would have won every trophy at the
Vejhonian Theatrical Awards for this performance.
53.
"Let the games begin," she quieted herself.
54. "Vice
Elite Dal El," Ireana said with the cold, calculated
articulation of any well-trained soldier, "I am to remove you from this
contingency."
55. Her tacit self confidence reflected one of Kor’s super
offspring
and Dal El was immediately taken by her. His suspicion was now a
fact.
56. "Obviously," he thought privately, followed by, "of
course." He was truly flattered.
57. This one moment seemed to pay for all of Dal El's years of
faultless
service to Kor. Finally, a project that he had personally
overseen,
was actually helping him in an urgent time of need.
58. Dal El had implicit confidence in her abilities, so he decided to
simply enjoy the ride, and would try not to fall in love.
59. Dal El surrendered the cutest little smirk to Ireana, "Let me
guess, if you tell me you have to kill me?"
60. The reply in Ireana's glacial stare was confirmation enough.
61. Ireana divided her attention between the entryway forcefield and
Dal El. "Vice Elite Dal
El," she said, “You must do exactly as I say until we are clear
of
this ship.”
62. Dal El graciously shrugged, enamored by her charm, “By all
means.”
63. He was trying to figure out the marvelous reality of
her existence. She was something he had never seen before.
64.
Onimex injected, "I think I'm beginning to see the
humor in this - even without the added program."
65.
Somewhere in his many streams of hyper-data, he could hear a voice
admonishing him to "apologize at once." "Why do I need to
apologize?"
66.
Onimex had studied the movements of everyone
aboard the ship. "I can navigate you through this now," Onimex
said,
"Approach the forcefield and gesture as though you are deactivating the
forcefield with your hand."
67.
Ireana motioned for Dal El to hold fast while
she approached the forcefield. She performed a
Tai Chi motion and the forcefield deactivated.
68. "It's not really
deactivated," she explained to Dal El, "I've only made a hole so that
we can pass
through
without alarming the guards."
69.
"Cleaver," Dal El agreed. Now he had seen everything.
70. She led Dal El to the exterior corridor and then
pointed to the left because Onimex said, "Go left."
71. The
maze through the ship required a computer
to navigate, which further proved to Dal El that Ireana had been aboard
all
along. She picked the least traveled, most direct path to the
utility
bay.
72. The
utility bay was exactly that. It
was a maintenance hangar occupied by two close-range reconnaissance
ships. There was a long-range passenger sled and a messenger ship
suspended from the upper
deck.
The hanger was clearly not spaceport capable, so the Theites
ignored it.
73.
The deck space was cluttered by abandoned appliances and minor works
in-progress. This hanger was not in inspection condition.
74.
What Onimex discovered, was that the
messenger ship was the
fastest
ship in the Elite inventory.
75. The
messenger ship contained no weapons or frills and was built to dart
between long-distance points as quickly as possible.
76. Every destroyer had at least one aboard, but because
they had no tactical use, they were tethered to the ceiling to free up
deck space.
77.
Onimex disconnected the messenger ship's reporting system and lowered
the ship. He completed the pre-flight, powered up and severed the
umbilical before the landing struts touched down.
78. The
crane hooks popped off and hatch opened, all of which seemed like a
deft demonstration of
Ireana's
suave covert prowess.
79.
With the expected grace and formality of an Elite
perfunctionary, Ireana extended her arm in invitation for Dal El to
board
first, as was customary for the Vice Elite in any occasion under any
circumstance.
80. Dal
El, of course, did not want to act overly impressed, as it might
indicate that he was uninformed on ‘secret matters’ regarding State
security.
81.
Onimex asked Ireana to suspend the boarding protocol so that
he could get situated aboard first. He was still invisible.
82. Dal
El was so resolutely convinced of her authenticity that his suspicious
mind never once considered that this event might have been staged.
83. Why
would an enemy go through such trouble to mislead him... with a
daring rescue?
84.
While the Theites were still learning how to
read the destroyers systems and schematics, Onimex disconnected the
messenger
ship's station keeping and transponder equipment to fully sever it from
the destroyer's grid. For all intents and purposes, the ship no
longer existed.
85. If
a disconnect warning had gone off on some remote console
somewhere, it probably went unnoticed amid the myriad of close
proximity
warnings and every other indication that things weren't going right
that
day.
86. To
be safe, Onimex had already traced which consoles
would receive a launch report, and disconnected the applicable warning
systems.
87. The
Theite saucers outside had thinned down to modest patrol formations.
Nothing like the frenzied swarms of weapon
blasts
that had seized control of the destroyer earlier.
88.
Onimex's next move
would be the trickiest, because unlike machines, biologicals can make
intuitive judgments and react intuitively to stimulus.
89.
Onimex sent an unsecured message
to flight operations that an Elite fighter was being tested for
evidence of industrial
espionage, so that additional charges could be brought against Dal El
who was now in custody. Naturally,
who, on what planet, would object to that?
90.
Without waiting for a reply, in hopes that his message would provoke
the 'benefit of the doubt,' Onimex engaged interdimensional
velocity before the ship was even clear of the utility bay hanger.
91. At
that point, all three of them stopped caring about anything.
92.
Some idiot could have pushed the wrong button since it was an
unfamiliar craft.
93.
Certainly, any Theite saucer could outrun, overtake and destroy the
craft...if the launch was unauthorized.
94.
Several Theite flight lieutenants powered up
to pursue, intercept and fill-in-the-blank, but they needed flight ops
to
confirm the launch authorization first.
95.
Onimex only hoped that the delay tactic would work.
96. In
Onimex's unsecured message, he listed Commander Usalah as the
investigating
pilot -- and Usalah was famous for testing new designs.
97.
The truth is: Usalah had been summoned for his technical expertise to
resolve a discrepancy in a part of the Destroyer that did not exist.
98.
Usalah, who claimed that he could navigate the
entire known Universe blind-folded, was not someone who would casually
stop and ask for directions.
98. Onimex needed 3 minutes without pursuers to become
untraceable.
99.
It took 45 minutes to find Usalah, so Onimex's strategy
worked.
100.
"You do know how to make an exit," Dal El said.
101.
Ireana sensed Dal El's pride and relief right away. His fondness
for her had become genuine.
102. Dal El was not fully at ease; this was the first
time in Elite history that an Elite super destroyer had been lost, and
he was in command.
103.
"How is Kor going to react?" he worried. All of the classified
systems were still intact? He turned his attention
back toward Ireana.
104. "I
will implore the Master to decorate
you highly for this unprecedented performance," Dal El said.
105.
Then he added gravely, "if He doesn't kill me for
losing His ship first."
106. It
was the first time that Ireana had ever 'thought' from an Elite
perspective
about anything.
The very notion that she was actually thinking like an Elite
operative forced her to re-check her
premises:
"I'm staying alive by following orders," she reassured
herself.
107.
"And doing a damn good job of it." Onimex injected. Poor Onimex
couldn't laugh, but his metaphors were right on.
108.
Ireana checked for any trace of a Theite pursuit. There was
none. They didn't know how long it would take to find
Usalah.
109.
"Vice Elite
Dal El," Ireana said, noticing how proficient she was in her
new role. "It
appears that no enemy vessels are in pursuit. My authority terminates
once I've
defended my charge of all contingencies. We may proceed to a
location of
your choice."
110.
Dal El responded, "217 413 928."
111.
As Ireana's right hand reached for the coordinate console, Onimex keyed
the sequence
in for
her, to give the illusion that her psionic prowess was impressive under
any circumstance.
112.
"I'm extremely impressed with your abilities," Dal El said.
113.
Ireana returned
a courteous nod but said nothing.
114.
"You must have been an incredible find for Him."
Dal El said to the forward window. He was not soliciting a
response.
"You are a well-trained masterpiece," he added in finis.
115.
The vessel had only momentarily adjusted to the
coordinates and proceeded for a minute when the asteroid collision
warning activated.
116. An
on-board computer
automatically dodged dangerous debris.
117.
The coordinates, which carteology withheld for security reasons,
pointed to an
uncharted area in the center of the belt.
118.
The messenger ship was hailed from the destination source. "Vice Elite
Dal El," came a hard voice, well
practiced in cold formality, "The Master will meet you here shortly
after
your arrival."
119.
Dal El only said, "Acknowledged," and sat back in his co-pilot's
chair once the monitor went blank. He was staring out into space,
clearly worried.
120.
Ireana
wondered if he even had a soul. "Don't think," Onimex reminded her,
"Let me do the thinking."
121. "I
have some unsettling news for
you," Onimex said. His warning alone was unsettling, because
Ireana feared that Onimex was going to leave her.
122.
"Please
do not ask questions now," Onimex whispered, "I will answer them later,
but Kor knows who I am.
He has already seen me several times and I have met myself at
various
points in time. I can't explain the details now -- I
have to
get off of this ship."
123.
Ireana continued to avoid shaping any thought of any kind into
perceivable words: No sentences, no symbols, no shapes.
124.
"You're
getting very good at that," Onimex complimented her.
"You will be
completely alone until Corlos determines when the right time is to
evacuate
you. Do your absolute best to hold together and observe
everything you can. You won't need
me once you're on the Elite outpost. Kor has a way of
upstaging everybody, including his covert agents, so just keep
doing what you're doing and you'll be OK."
125.
Ireana was internally petrified but knew that
she had to accept the challenge. 'The Unknown' had always
intrigued
her and 'right now' was perhaps the most qualifying circumstance ever.
126.
"You'll
be OK," Onimex reassured her, "I've got to go now."
127.
Onimex increased
his dimensional rift so that he easily passed through the vessel's hull
and
into free space.
128. From there he
set out for Corlos, but Corlos had already locked onto him and
accelerated his trip home.
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