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  Alien Abduction

  Terry Compton

  Published by Terry Compton

  Copyright 2011 Terry Compton

  Cover images courtesy of NASA & ESA

  Covers by Joleene Naylor

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  This is a work of fiction. All characters or incidents are a figment of the author's imagination and any resemblance to any incident or any person living or dead is purely coincidental.

  Dedication

  I want to dedicate this short story to my wife, Linda and my daughter, Jennifer; both, of whom worked so hard to help me edit, encouraged me and kept me writing.

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 1

  The shriek of the radiation alarms was deafening. The lights were very dim and flickering to almost total darkness, leaving the passage-way difficult to negotiate. There was a smell of fear in the air that the Challeka Traders of Elgebar V--or the 'Bugs' as they were better known--gave off as they were scurrying for escape pods on the lower levels. The other occupants of the Bugs' mother ship were left to fend for themselves as they were not allowed unescorted access to the lower levels. Ron Calvin, Tik Michi and 'Gus' Gusissi Ugde Ghaolh inched their way from the cargo bay which held the ancient space ship to the store room. Unlike the 'Bugs' which could see close to the infrared wave length, these three needed light to see. Tik could see better in the dark than the other two, so she was leading. Tik was walking on all four legs with her tail held in the 'fighting mode' and she was urging them to move as fast as possible. They had a limited time to reach the store room and return to the ancient space ship the 'Galactic Antiquarian' --or Auntie as they had started calling her -- to make their escape from the mother ship.

  The trio had almost reached the turn by the disposal when a Bug scurried by them. Suddenly it paused and whirled around. The Bug was about four feet high and covered from head to toe in a loose-fitting gray hooded robe. The face shield in the hood was almost clear in the dim light but it was still not possible to see its face. The emblems embroidered in the trim around the hood indicated this was one of the low level supervisors. The Bug started to question where the trio was headed. Tik rushed by and the Bug whirled to see what she was doing. Gus stepped past Ron and smashed the Bug's hood with his giant right fist. It drove the hood, along with the Bug's head in it, down to shoulder level. Ron knew the Bug was dead so he stepped up to it and quickly stripped the robe off. He checked for a communicator, stingerray or other useful items as he watched the Bug ricochet off the walls of the corridor. The Bug was dead, but like earthly cockroaches, its body would continue to move for several hours. The trio could see the Bug walking on two legs but using its lower abdomen to balance while the other four limbs were waving in a completely random motion.

  Tik hissed at the other two, "Come on! We've got to get a move on. We have a very small window of time to launch without fear of detection."

  Ron replied as he stuffed items in his tool pouch, "We're coming. I just want to see if there's anything useful in here. The stuff one Bug had in its' robe saved all of our lives. Did you forget?"

  "I didn't forget. You two are just so slow," Tik snapped impatiently.

  "Come on," Ron said sharply. "We have to catch that Bug and hide its body. We don't need to stir the other Bugs up right now."

  Tik ran up and tripped it. The Bug fell to the floor on its back and its limbs continued to move in random movements. Gus handed the sack of tools to Ron and grabbed the Bug. He dragged it back to the recycling disposal. He quickly picked it up and shoved it in and then returned to his companions.

  Gus quietly said, "If we use the lights now, we can make much better time. If we see any Bugs, we'll just have to turn them off. Right now, we need speed more than stealth."

  Ron and Tik agreed, so they switched on their hand illuminators and started toward the store room at a trot. They arrived at the room without any further interference. Tik took the comm unit that allowed her to talk to Auntie's computer. She had used a wireless connection to hook that computer into the mother ship's main control computer. She gave a set of commands and Auntie unlocked the store room door. The trio rushed in and checked to see if anyone or anything was still in the huge room. Tik spoke into the comm unit again and two robots arrived, pushing two grav-carts. Tik checked with the computer to see if the food list and other equipment had been loaded into the carts. While the computer double-checked the list, Tik had it program the robots to take orders directly from the trio.

  Ron spotted a locked storage area and asked Tik, "Have Auntie check what's stored in here." He saw some items that looked very similar to everything on Auntie.

  Tik replied, "Auntie says it is storage for items believed to belong to the Ancient Galactic Ghost. Some of the things have no classification."

  "Have Auntie open this. Use the ID of the Bug we just killed," Ron said as he directed one of the grav-carts to the storage area door.

  "Is this really necessary? We don't have much time and we still need to get some things from the cargo bay," Gus interjected in his deep guttural voice.

  "I don't know. I just have a feeling that there might be something in here that will be the difference in our survival. Tik and I can ride the grav-carts while you trot behind. That should speed things up considerably."

  The door opened and Ron stepped in. He waved for Tik to come in and look also. They saw several objects that were obviously from the same makers who had made Auntie. They grabbed those and put them on the grav-cart. They quickly looked over the rest and grabbed some things here and some there. The grav-cart was piled high by the time they were through so they found a net to throw over everything to keep it on. Ron and Tik stepped out of the storage area and shut the door. They ran to the other grav-cart and climbed aboard. Tik ordered the two robots to push the carts out into the passage-way. Once in the passage-way, she ordered them to the cargo bay at full speed. Gus had to trot at a very fast pace to keep up.

  When they were a short distance from the cargo bay, Tik slowed the robots down and they proceeded cautiously. The trio opened the door to the cargo bay and peeked inside. So far so good, nothing was moving inside.

  Ron tensely said, "Tik, get this stuff on board. Just keep the robots on there to save time. Get everything stowed for take-off. Gus, go get as many of those rockets as you can. Just stow them in our cargo bay for now. I'll have a robot get one of those empty energy canisters and roll it down the passage-way. It will spread enough radio-active material to keep the Bugs or anyone else out of here for several hours. I'll grab our space suits and get them on board too. Tik, how long do we have?"

  Tik looked at a dial on the comm unit and said, "We have exactly seventeen minutes until we need to be ready to launch."

  "Go. Gus, use a robot to help you if you need to. Leave it on Auntie when you're done," Ron said as he rushed for the robot and the empty energy canister.

  Tik hurried the robots and grav-carts up the ramp into the space ship. She directed them to take everything forward in the cargo bay. She used nets to secure everything in place and locked the robots down. She quickl
y moved to the flight deck to monitor the computer. She started the count-down for the mother ship to use a grav-booster to shove Auntie out into space. She double checked all the settings to make sure they would have enough speed, but not so much that the g-forces would crush everybody inside. Tik checked the cameras in the passage-way and saw that some Bugs on the under side of the mother ship were on a transport. She checked the mother ship computer and saw they had programmed the transport sled to head for their cargo bay and it would be there in less than ten minutes. She used ESP to broadcast this to the other two and received confirmation.

  Gus had picked up two of the twelve-foot long rockets and was almost to Auntie when he felt the message in his head. The robot behind him could only carry one of the rockets. The rockets were about a foot in diameter and had a very thin shell on the out side. There were triangular fins on the base of the rocket and smaller steering fins about two-thirds of the way to the top. There was 1-inch diameter nodes evenly spaced around the circumference of the rocket just behind the nose. There were matching nodes just forward of the tail fins. The sides looked like there was a door that would open outward, but no hinges were visible. There was a round six-inch circle in the middle that looked like it could be a port or covered fixture to fill or empty the rockets. Ron had an idea what the rockets were supposed to be used for, but he had not shared that information yet. To save time, Gus set the rockets just inside the ramp. He would take them all down to the hold just before take-off. Gus rushed back to grab two more rockets as the robot stayed right on his heels and grabbed one more. They rushed back to the ship to set them down as they tried for three more. As Gus set his two rockets down, Tik used the computer to up-grade the radiation alarm and shut down most of the ventilation as the lights in the passage-ways went completely dark. There would be no more time for rockets.

  Ron programmed the robot to grab the empty energy canister and once it was in the passage-way, it would shut off the energy field keeping the radiation contained. He set the robot to race up and down the passage-way twice with the canister over its head. That would spread the radiation to the max and would slow down any interference until someone was in proper protective gear. He set the robot to head to the main computer room where the control computer was located after the second pass and to move around in there as much as possible until someone shut it down. He needed a little more diversion to buy them some more time.

  He hurried to the rack and grabbed Tik's and his space suits. It was a big load, but he didn't have much time. He wanted to just throw them into the space ship, but he couldn't afford any damage. They might need those suits in just a short time. He laid them gingerly on the deck and rushed back to get Gus' suit and his protective gear. He tried to lift it, but it was huge and heavy. He beckoned for a robot and had it lift the suits. The robot carried the suits into the space ship and gently laid them on the deck. Ron guided it to the main door from the passage-way and had it stop right against the door. Since the door opened inward, the robot was an effective door stop. Ron ordered the robot into shut down mode. It would take at least twenty minutes to get it started again and there was nothing left in the cargo bay to move it. He went to a smaller robot and parked it against the smaller personnel door and powered it down also. He then sprinted back to the space ship. He saw that Gus was about finished with the rockets and could take care of the space suits, so he dashed to the flight deck.

  As he walked in, he asked, "Tik, what's happening now? Are the Bugs still on the way here? How long before they get here?"

  Tik curled her lip in a Mis'stear grin as she replied, "The other creatures that weren't allowed in the lower decks where the escape pods are located, changed their minds. When the alarms went to stage two and the ventilation shut off, they started to swarm toward the lower level. The Bugs turned around and headed for their escape pods. As soon as Gus signals, we can start the count down to shove off out of here."

  Ron reached for the ship's comm mic and said, "Gus, is the ramp clear so we can seal it up? You need to find a seat for take-off." He released the talk switch and turned to Tik. "You'd better get settled and belted in. I need you at that computer, not splattered on the rear wall."

  "You just take care of yourself, big boy. You have to pilot this thing; and for now, all you can use is compressed air. Gus just said it's alright to close the ramp. I'll take care of that. You get settled in the pilot's seat," Tik said in almost a purr.

  Ron strapped himself in and started turning on the power to the console. Lights started coming on and he took a deep breath as he said a quick prayer. Ron knew they would need more than just luck to come out of this alive, but all three of them wanted off the Bugs' mother ship. More than that, they wanted a chance to go back to their home planets. Tik tensely reported the ramp was sealed and the thirty second count down was started. Everyone tensed as they waited. Tik sent one last command to the mother ship control computer.

  Suddenly, they were slammed deep into their seats. Auntie shot out of the mother ship like a cannon ball fired from a cannon. Within seconds after they cleared, the mother ship picked up speed and jumped into hyper-space. Auntie's engines fired at the same time and only burned for a short time until she had the speed necessary to reach their destination. Auntie continued on its course with minor adjustments from Ron for the next several minutes. They were headed for a blue super-giant star that appeared to be close to becoming a super nova. Auntie only had a few stars in this category in her computer data banks. Ron had no idea how long ago these stars had been plotted, but they had seen information about this one on the mother ship computer.

  Right now the star was just a faint dot in their view screen. They had to cruise along on the push they had received from the mother ship and the short burst from Antiquarian's engines for the next three days. The compressed air corrections left no trace and would change the direction enough to make it virtually impossible to trace their direction when they did fire up the motors again. The computer had calculated 5 days as the optimum, but the trio didn't think they could wait that long and had decided on 3 days. The Bugs would have to do everything just right and have a ton of luck to pick up their trail after only 3 days. All power sources that would emit a neutrino trail were shut off or turned to the bare minimum and even the robots in the hold were powered down.

  The waiting was the hardest and the minutes seemed to stretch on like hours. The trio didn't know how long it would take the Bugs to clear the radiation from the passage-way, or how long it would take for them to get into the cargo bay. How long would it be before they discovered the missing items from the store room?

  Tik had changed access codes to the computer and had changed the back door access that allowed a computer technician to gain control again. Ron was pacing the deck and asked, "How long do you think it will take the Bugs to get back into the computer?"

  "Listen, deary, I've told you at least 20 times that I don't know. I'm not sure how good their computer techs are. I know it would take me at least a day to get in and maybe as much as two days. It would only take about a half a day to set new access codes but it will take another two days to retrieve the data for the hyper space jump. Once they have the trajectory they just traveled, it will take two days to turn the mother ship around so they can jump back to here. If they are off just a few decimal places, they can wind up hundreds of thousands of miles from the spot we exited the ship. That's at least five and a half days and it could be two or three times that if the Bugs are pressuring the computer tech," Tik lectured impatiently.

  "You did say that to access the back door you'd need to get in the computer room didn't you?" Ron asked.

  "There may be other ways I don't know about but that is the fastest way. Why do you ask?" Tik asked.

  "Oh, I sent the robot to the computer room with that energy canister after it made two passes up and down the passage-way," Ron answered with a grin. "I thought it might buy us a little more time."

  "You're bad. Where in the
world did an idea like that come from? I don't know how much it will slow them down but it will greatly increase the odds for a mistake. The Bugs won't go anywhere near there until it is clean but they'll force some poor computer tech to go ahead and work in there. The computer techs will be worried about radiation poison and won't be totally concentrating on what they are doing. They probably won't have the best techs in there either, so with pressure from the Bugs, I can almost guarantee a mistake," Tik replied with a grin that could be mistaken for a snarl if you didn't watch the angle of her ears.

  "The Bugs are getting a taste of Earth-style guerrilla warfare. If they were smart, they would just keep going the way we sent them but I suspect they will want this ship and those other artifacts back," Ron smirked.

  Gus came into the cockpit just then and said, "Speaking of artifacts, what are we going to do with those rockets? They seem to be empty and I don't know what they use for fuel. We don't have any fusion fuel to spare. Your idea of taking a little bit here and there worked fine. The Bugs never suspected anything but even after two years we didn't wind up with very much."

  "I know we don't have very much. See that blue star there? That's our filling station to refuel and those rockets are our gas cans," Ron stated.

  Tik asked, "What are filling stations and gas cans?"

  "I forget that you don't have an Earth background," Ron chuckled. "On Earth, the energy companies would deliver our fuel to the filling stations. We could refuel our vehicles there or we could put the fuel in gas cans. We had smaller mechanized tools that needed this fuel and it was more practical to use the cans than haul the tools to the filling station."

  "I see," said Gus. "Are you sure there is an inhabited planet in that solar system that can supply us with fuel for Auntie? What have the rockets got to do with our getting fuel?"