Warlord Velik, Sector XXX, Battleship Zeus, Fifteen months into mission
Warlord Velik, Sector XXX, Battleship Zeus, Fifteen months into mission
Weighed down with weapons and gear, I walked down the ramp of the shuttle and watched the young warlords stomp over to their favorite wall of the ship. They’d posted a board, like school children, and were counting their kills.
I’d stopped counting over a decade ago. Longer, perhaps. It was hard to remember. In fact, it was hard to remember anything—old or new—since that jelly creature on Earth had nearly ended me. Whatever was contained in the jellyfish’s poison had done more than damage some nerves, as the doctors claimed. The ReGen pod had healed me, they said. Everything was one hundred percent normal.
No. There was nothing f*****g normal a
