Part 22 (1/2)
”Acknowledged, Investigator,” Odin replied. Perhaps it was only her imagination, but Diana could have sworn she heard something like excitement in the AI's invariably calm voice.
”In the meantime, Odin, keep trying to raise the Captain,” said Frost. ”I don't like being out of contact with him for so long. That goes for you too, esper. You might have better luck once you've moved away from the vicinity of Base Thirteen. Odin; what's your current status on repairs?”
”Progressing well, Investigator. All main systems are back on line and operational.”
”What about structure integrity? Could we lift off, if we had to?”
”Unknown, Investigator. Theoretically, yes. As a practical matter, I could not recommend it, except in the most urgent circ.u.mstances.”
”Very well. Maintain regular contact with theDarkwind after the esper and the marines have left; keep them up to date on what's happening down here. And be prepared to relay information from me to the Darkwind . I'll want the data from this new s.h.i.+p compared with existing records.”
”I'm afraid that won't be possible, Investigator. I have been unable to contact theDarkwind from the moment we landed. There is nothing wrong with the comm systems, so I can only conclude it is either a result of natural conditions or the interference is deliberate.”
”What do you mean, we're out of contact?” snapped Frost. ”Why didn't you say anything before?”
”You didn't ask.”
”Computer, once this mission is over, you and I are going to have a long chat about which of us is in charge here. In the meantime, you will report to me, or the esper, or anybody else available, on any changes in our circ.u.mstances that might affect our mission,as they happen . And if I have any further problems with you, I will personally reprogram your data banks with a shrapnel grenade. Is that clear?”
”There is no need to raise your voice to me, Investigator. I a.s.sure you, I have only the best interests of this mission at heart. I exist only to serve.”
”Blow it out your terminal.”
Diana looked aghast at the comm panels before her. Being cut off from the main s.h.i.+p was serious; it not only meant they were denied the s.h.i.+p's superior computer facilities, it also meant they were on their own if anything went wrong. Diana hugged herself tightly. She'd never been cut off from the s.h.i.+p from the moment she joined its crew. She was used to its protection as a given, only a call away. Now she felt alone, naked, defenceless. She realised Frost was still talking, and forced herself to pay attention.
”If something is blocking our transmissions, Odin, can you determine their position in relation to ours?”
”Not at present, Investigator,” said the AI. ”Without further evidence, it remains only a hypothesis.”
”That settles it. Esper, I want you with me as fast as you can travel. The sooner we check this alien s.h.i.+p out, the better. And, esper, keep your eyes open on the way. Investigator out.”
The silence that followed Frost's signing off had a p.r.o.nounced feeling of uncertainty. Not to mention unease. The presence of the alien s.h.i.+p could explain a lot of things, but for the moment it raised more questions than it answered. And the thought of leaving the pinnace and travelling through the metallic forest was not a comforting one, even with the marines for protection. Diana got to her feet and then stood there dithering, unsure what to do first. She'd wanted a little action, a little excitement, but this was ridiculous. A thought struck her, and she turned to glare at the comm panels.
”Odin, why didn't your sensors detect the presence of the crashed alien s.h.i.+p?”
”Unknown, esper. Either the s.h.i.+p is s.h.i.+elded in some way, or it and its crew are simply too alien to show up on my instruments.”
Diana frowned. ”I thought it was impossible for anything to s.h.i.+eld itself from your sensors?”
”Impossible for any technology I am aware of. The alien s.h.i.+p's level of technology is unknown.”
Diana growled something under her breath, and strode down the cabin to the airlock. Even when the computer was talking directly to her, she couldn't get anything useful out of it. At least the Investigator understood her worth. Just let her at that alien s.h.i.+p; she'd show them what an esper could do. She'd show them all.
The marines accepted their new orders with hardly any fuss. Secretly, Diana thought they were probably just as bored as she'd been. The news of an alien s.h.i.+p didn't throw them at all. They just nodded, checked the power levels on their guns, and led her off the landing field and into the metallic forest. They walked on either side of her, studying the surrounding trees alertly, their disrupters drawn and ready for use. Diana looked at the guns and scowled. There was always the chance the aliens weren't involved with whatever had happened at Base Thirteen, and were just innocent bystanders. The Empire's usual reaction to a new species was to shoot first and ask questions later, if at all, but Diana was determined that wasn't going to happen here. First contacts could be peaceful, and she was going to do everything in her power to see that this one was. The Empire wasn't going to add another servant species to its ranks, another people to treat and exploit as second-cla.s.s citizens. Like the espers.
She didn't like the way her thoughts were going, so she concentrated instead on her surroundings. The metallic trees were very beautiful, s.h.i.+ning in the mists like frozen fireworks. Now that she was seeing them up close, walking among them, they didn't seem nearly as imposing. Their warm glow seemed friendly, even inviting . . . Which was more than she could say about the ent.i.ties that had attacked her on the way down. The day seemed suddenly colder, and she shuddered briefly. She'd never felt a rage like it, an anger beyond thought or emotion; a force in itself. A force strong enough to break through a pinnace hull built to withstand atomics. She looked at the marines walking with her, and her momentary feeling of security was gone, as though it had never been. Guns and cold steel would be little use against the kind of force she'd sensed.
She thrust the thought out of her mind. She was on her way to an unknown alien s.h.i.+p and a possible first contact, and nothing was going to spoil that for her. She wouldn't let anything spoil it. She lengthened her stride, almost skipping along in her enthusiasm. The marines had to hurry to keep up with her. Ripper studied her thoughtfully, and Stasiak gave her a dark look or two, but she ignored both of them. And then the smile left her face and the joy went out of her in a moment, as something moved in the trees, not far away. She stopped dead in her tracks, and the marines stopped with her. They looked at her enquiringly, and she tried hard to stop trembling.
”Didn't you hear it?” she said quietly.
”Hear what?” said Stasiak, trying to look in every direction at once, and almost succeeding.
”There's something moving in the mists, not far away. It knows we're here.” She focused her concentration, trying to touch whatever it was with her esp, but it stayed obstinately just at the edge of her awareness.
”Can you at least give us a direction?” said Ripper quietly.
Diana indicated the area off to her right with a quick movement of her chin, and they all strained their eyes against the curling mists. It was cold and quiet, and nothing moved.
”There's nothing there,” said Stasiak, lowering his gun. ”Not a d.a.m.ned thing. You're just nervous, esper.
Jumping at shadows.”
”It's there,” Diana insisted. ”I can feel it.”
”Well, whatever it is, I think we'd be safer on the move,” said Ripper. ”Lew, you lead the way. I'll watch the rear. Esper, you stay between us, and if you see it again, try and let us know without alerting it. Don't worry, we won't let anything happen to you. Now let's move, shall we? Nice and easy . . .”
They set off again, and Diana strode jerkily along, looking left and right, her back crawling. Something was watching her, and she could feel its menace like a sharp taste in her mouth. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, and she almost wished she had taken a disrupter for herself after all. The thought shocked her calm again, like a faceful of cold water. She was an esper, not a killer. Whatever it was out there she should be concentrating on making contact with it. Except there was no other living thing on this planet. The sensors said so. But the sensors hadn't reacted to what attacked her on the way down, and they'd been real enough. She'd felt them in her mind as they moved inexorably in to crush the fragile pinnace, only to draw back when they sensed her presence. Her presence.Because they knew you were innocent , the Captain had said. The wordinnocent rang in her mind like a bell.
There was a loud cras.h.i.+ng sound to her left, as something large forced its way between two trees, snapping off the solid metal branches. Ripper signalled urgently for them to keep moving. Diana looked at Stasiak.
”Still think I'm seeing things?”
He growled something under his breath, swinging his gun back and forth as he searched for a target.
There was the sound of heavy footsteps, to their left and to their right, and the ground shook under their feet. Diana's breath caught in her throat as she realised the sounds were coming from two different directions now. She began to increase her pace, and the marines moved with her, until suddenly all three of them were running. The heavy footsteps kept up with them effortlessly, the ground snaking under their weight like an earthquake. Diana could feel panic welling up inside her, and clamped down on it hard.
Whatever was out there, it was gaining on them. She could feel herself slowing as her wind ran out, and forced herself on. And then they burst out of the trees and into a clearing, and as suddenly as that, the pursuing footsteps were gone. The three of them stumbled to a halt, looking back into the trees, but the mists were empty and still, the only sound on the quiet their own harsh breathing.
”What happened?” Stasiak asked breathlessly. ”Did we lose them?”
”I don't think so,” said Diana.
”Then what did happen?” said Ripper.
Diana shrugged. ”They're not ready to kill us yet, that's all. They want us to suffer first.”
”They?” said Ripper, ”Diana, who are they?”
The esper looked away from the trees and turned her gaze on the two marines. ”They're the Ashrai. Or what's left of them. Angry ghosts haunting the forest that used to be theirs.”
She began to breathe more easily again, and nodded for the two marines to continue. They glared at the trees around them, hefted their guns uncertainly, and then started across the open clearing. Diana moved with them, her esp wide open, but she couldn't detect any other presences in the surrounding forest. All three of them tensed as they left the clearing and plunged back into the trees, but nothing happened. They stayed alert and cautious all the rest of the way, but the forest remained empty and silent, like a huge abandoned graveyard. And finally they arrived at their destination, with nothing to show for their trip but a few jangled nerves. They stopped at the top of a rise and looked down at what they'd come to see, and for a long time none of them could say anything.
The crashed alien s.h.i.+p lay at the bottom of the rise, huge and dark like a thundercloud fallen to earth. It was hundreds of feet long, an insane tangle of bra.s.s columns, held together by glazed nodes each bigger than the entire pinnace. Spiked and barbed projections emerged from the main bulk at irregular intervals, but whether they were sensors or weapons or something else entirely wasn't clear. The s.h.i.+p lay half-buried at the end of a mile-long scorch mark, with a long trail of jagged tree stumps to mark its pa.s.sing. Diana tried to imagine how fast the s.h.i.+p had to have been travelling when it hit to have caused such devastation, but it was just too much for her to visualize. The one thing she was sure of was that the pinnace wouldn't have survived such a landing. She looked round sharply as someone called her name, and then she hurried down to join the Investigator, who was waiting by the s.h.i.+p. The marines followed her down at a more leisurely pace, just to remind the Investigator that they weren't that impressed by her.
The s.h.i.+p loomed over Diana like a mountain crag, its dull bra.s.s surfaces seeming to absorb the light rather than reflect it. The Investigator ignored it casually, as though she'd seen better in her time.Probably has , thought Diana.
”You took longer than I expected,” said Frost. ”Trouble along the way?”
”Not really,” said Ripper easily. ”We thought we heard something moving in the mists, but nothing came of it.”