ARC OF THE IMMORTALS/ Book 1 — Part 2

Pursuit: 53/ Mutually Assured…

Recap: Bendel, Baz, and Harry (the Mighty & Horrid 3) are at the galaxy’s edge with the Nez. They are experiencing electrical problems from discharges in the nebula. Touzdae and Maja try to move the ship &

three times without success. Maja the AI constructs a device to help.

The Nez’s internal systems are shorted out by electric discharges in the nebula. Advantage Jac. He transports to Nez’s realm. It appears destroyed by drought. He is divided from Warrior Jac and the realm is restored. He visits Nez in her crypt.

The Mighty/Horrid 3 discover by using thrusters only they can minimize the electrical problems and along their path is clear space where they can capture a creature.

Touzdae discovers a need for a third force. She moves her spirit above the well, while Maja controls the probe and the Needlecraft. They rise up out of the paradox rings 100 feet and are pulled down 200 feet. Going down pulls Touzdae’s spirit down, below and between the Needlecraft and the probe.

Recap ends. Story continues —

“What is this picture in my head?” Jac enmeshed in frustration. “Juggling?” He sat down on the green grass with two conflicted parts fighting inside. It was Peace Jac and Warrior Jac. “I’m tired of it,” he said and lay down. Asleep in a matter of seconds in the depths of dreamtime he went.

“Can’t we go any faster than this?” Bendel whined.

Baz entered where a helmet. He gave Harry one. “This should limit EM, and static discharges from interfering with our ability to think,” Baz told Harry.

“I don’t need one of those — helmets,” Bendel shouted as he gunned the main drive.

Harry gave Baz the eye.

Touzdae saw a strange woman in a town square on Earth during their 18th century — fifth world. The woman was twisted into an impossible pose. She floated in a bubble between green-leafed trees and a deep blue sky. Wait that’s me, she thought looking down at herself looking up at her. Other versions of herself and Luna appeared and disappeared. It was too much. She left.

There were fires throughout Sol Ray/Nez Fish space ships. Jac was an infant newly born in a normal pocket of space-time. His fama had taken him from his mafa. She had birthed. Yon was able to stabilize her condition enough to him to the opposite end of the med-bay. Jac watched as this unfolded. Yon, Jac’s fama, appeared, his form luminous.

“Fama, what is so important that we see this?” Jac wondered.

“You are a special child, but not in the Antarian way. You may be part of a group of twelve mentored by Tu Mai — or Lopez, Lapaz — he has many names. He is your Spirit Fama. That is as much background as you need to know. There were gaps in your early infancy, one of the ways you are both special and wounded. It is the gaps that have the power you need to save her,” Yon paused.

“Her? Who her?” Jac craved an answer, but Yon derezed and was gone. Great, Jac’s sarcastic though bleed through. He spun out of himself to himself as the infant Jac and his observer. His fama held him as a newborn and walked to the opposite side of the med bay, placing him in a modified med-cryo tube. Jac saw the infant grow in seconds to an eighteenth-month-old infant. In a blink he was three years old, standing next to the med-cryo tube, disoriented. Yon picked him up. He walked away from that corner of the space out of the med bay, as the Sol Ray ship was morphing into something else. Yon dropped Jac surprised that the three-year-old was now six years old.

“What is your name?” Yon asked the boy.

“Jac,” the boy said. “What is happening to me?”

“Hi, Jac. There are accelerated time pockets that speed up time for you but not me. You are growing at a very fast rate. How do you feel?” Yon asked.

“Dizzy, but okay, I guess.”

Freeze this, Jac the observer thought. Jac merged back into himself. “I need a save button,” Jac said as he sat up on the matted grass in the Nez realm. “It’s Touzdae, to save,” he realized.

The scene of his birth and rapid aging appeared again. It projected through his third eye in a wrap-around format.

On the third time around he saw waveform energy between age jumps. So that is what fama was talking about, he realized.

A remnant of Touzdae survived in a bland interdimensional space. Her being was shattered.

She heard a voice.

Hello, Sweet One, this is Jac. Am coming to help you, Jac floated the thought by his heart with love to her in a spiral. It was the only way to avoid the paradox threads.

Jac’s Spirit appeared on the Needlecraft.

“Oh, it’s you, Jac Kristos, I am Maja, your AI computer, good to see you.”

“I have a plan to save Touzdae, you, and the ship. Here is the information,” Jac’s Spirit produced a memory rectangle. It floated and was mutually plugged into a drive by both of them. “I must go.” Jac popped out.

When he returned to the Nez realm he heard Maja’s voice lingering:

“She cannot live long without her fully assembled body out of the paradox rings.”

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