Now he acted like something was missing, looking around him, probably searching for another reason to criticize me. Well, I couldn’t stay put. I had important work to take care of, and I didn’t want him to realize that I was actually upset about what he had said back there.
So, I moved to the front part of the bridge, returning just before the analysis of the recent battle, trying to finish my report for the Human Chroniclers’ Order, when I heard the rattling of teeth behind me. I turned and saw Zan, our teenage passenger from Primordial Earth, standing on the co-pilot’s seat.
“Oh my God! Zan, are you okay? Silver, something is wrong with him,” I said, reaching for his skin to sense his temperature.
Suddenly, Jay stopped me from touching him by grabbing my hand with his huge fist. His grip was strong and ached me somehow, but his skin was warm and comforting. Still, I didn’t understand what had gotten into him all of the sudden.
Silver moved forward on her thruster form, a mid-sized box with thrusters on the back, and ran a quick scan.
“His cortisol and adrenaline levels are elevated. His brain activity is also increased, especially his hypothalamus. If I could take a guess, then I think Zan is frightened.”
After hearing Silver say the word afraid, he quickly turned his head to look at her and nodded.
“Yes, yes. Afraid,” he responded quickly.
His voice was somehow childish while cracking at times. He was still too young.
“The kid’s just upset about the attack. It’s perfectly reasonable for someone who has spent his whole life on the ground of a prehistoric planet to be afraid traveling with a spaceship,” Jay said out loud, his hand still holding mine.
Not that I did mind, but I was still upset with him. For someone picking up on that, he acted like a thick rock when my feelings were in the way. It was like I didn’t matter to him...at all.
“Eladia, I think that Jasih is right. It took some time for Zan to get used to flying in space during our six-month trip, but he was never in the middle of a pirate assault before,” Silver said, adding to Jay’s hypothesis.
And what’s with everyone being able to pronounce his name except me? Jay sounds better and fits his rough, inaccessible personality.
“Nevertheless, Silver escort Zan back to his room and make sure he’s okay. We have to land on Mosa in an hour, and I would feel better if he was okay before riding the shuttle. I don’t feel comfortable leaving him behind in space station Alpha.”
Silver turned back to her android form, the one with the holographic face and limbs, and slowly calmed Zan down. Then, the young man followed her to the elevator. They vanished from our sight.
Right about then, Jay moved to the observatory in the back. He didn’t even take a glance at me.
Damn him, I want to punch him so bad.
But still, I looked at my arm and saw the marks left from his strong grip. The faded pink color of his fingers still felt warm.
I stroked the splashes of pink on my skin twice and followed him. I had no idea what was in his mind, only that he didn’t want to be in the same room with me. But I was not willing to let him have his way.
“Human, you have to stop following me everywhere,” he said as soon as I walked inside.
He had taken his seating at the head of the long, conference table. It was the best place in the whole spaceship if you wanted to gaze out in the space unbothered. The bridge was usually too crowded and way too frantic a place to stargaze, certainly not fit for sightseeing.
Jay spent countless hours watching the stars, the passing asteroids, and planets, everything he thought he hadn’t seen before, looking for something that could make him remember, something that he could grasp from.
Missing one hundred years surely seemed hard, but still, it was not a good reason to justify his bad behavior.
“I don’t follow you around!” I sounded a bit guilty. I actually didn’t follow him around the ship. It was just that we ended up at the same places. “I just want to ask you a question.”
“And what if I don’t want to answer?” he said.
His back was still turned to me. His hands were stretched above and behind his head, and he had dropped the chair’s back all the way down. He could easily take a nap if he wanted to, or cuddle with someone.
More illicit thoughts followed, but I stopped myself before blushing once again.
“Why did you stop me back there? I just wanted to check if he was okay.”
I asked away, without hesitation. Jay could be a real prick if he wanted, but after six months on the same, limited space with us, he had become more open and accessible.
“You shouldn’t let your ego get the best of you. Let me enlighten you since you don’t seem able to crack this yourself. What if Zan was indeed sick? What if his common cold or a certain bacterium fatal to you was transmitted by touch? What would you do then?”
I felt the shackles of regret strain me. I didn’t want to admit it, but he was right. After so much time inside the spaceship with Zan and Jay, it didn’t even go through my head that Zan could actually hurt me by just being here.
I lowered my head and mumbled. “I...I...I’m sorry. You’re right,” I finally said to him, but instead of seeing him gloat at his success, he didn’t even turn to face me.
I wanted to tell him that Silver would have traced if something like that existed, but I was kinda at a loss for words for him. Jay was as cryptic as always, but he was certainly better from his dark self, the overly violent, parasitic half of him, Dark Jay.
Something was on his mind. To be honest, I would have had many things in my mind if a bunch of strangers told me that my last chance of finding more information about my identity lied in the hands of a Mad Professor.
The ringing of the communication link coming from Yaerus Alpha Station, one of the six huge constructs around Yaerus, interrupted this awkward situation. Alpha was the one closer to Mosa right now. Being built next to the moon Badra, it was one of the first stations of the Station Program. I had to take that call, but I had to confess that I felt quite a bit relieved getting out of that room.
I ran to the control console and pushed the flashing button. A rather polite lady gave me the password to insert to the autopilot system. Everything on Yaerus were automated to a significant degree. Yaerus, the Earth-like planet and humanity’s new home, was one of the most populated places of the whole known galaxy.
To say the least, one-tenth of the combined human population resided on Yaerus, which amounted to quite a lot. And that was without counting the many guests that visited the planet on a daily basis. The Institute was only one of the main attractions of planet Yaerus, and with the great use of the K.G.As — Known Galaxy Archives — from Chroniclers and researchers alike, Yaerus had to find a new solution to keep all the spaceships out of the planet.
Like cars in the past, ships exhumed a certain cocktail of harmful to the planet’s atmosphere gasses that needed to be avoided. Only one spaceship had the same environmental impact with a thousand cars of the past. So, to reduce the pollution to the bare minimum, the government came up with six central space stations fit to house a significant number of spaceships. The visitors could refuel their vehicles, trade, and even have fun if they wanted to, never having to enter into the planet’s atmosphere.
In the end, it was mandatory for class two and over spaceships to reserve a seat in one of the stations and use shuttles for their business on Yaerus. Well, unfortunately, my dad insisted on getting me a class three vehicle, which was way too big for a Chronicler.
Nevertheless, the home planet looked beautiful from up here, orbiting around the star Ecli. Unlike back on Primordial Earth, Yaerus was the fourth planet in distance away from the system’s sun, so every day was around thirty hours. We arrived in what would be midnight back on Earth.
I pushed the small, black button that opened the intercom of the spaceship and announced: “Everyone get ready. In half an hour we leave for Mosa. Get only things
essential to you, and remember that we’re not here on a pleasure cruise. We’re going to meet with the Professor and by tomorrow evening, we’re going to meet back here to discuss our new plan. That’s all.”
I took a deep breath and let the air out slowly. The Institute was a big and crowded place. I had to focus and not let my insecurities get the best of me, not in front of Jay. I didn’t want him to see me like that, not when he was used to having a certain picture of me.
After all, who would remember what happened last time? I was sure no one would even recognize me now that my hair had gotten longer.
Silver got inside the bridge and headed straight to my side: “Are you okay? Do you want me to come with you?”
I turned and smiled at her, shaking my head. I wished I could nod, but pride was a characteristic which I had inherited by my mom.
I had to do this alone.
Chapter Seventeen
Jay
The stars looked beautiful from here. I had to get ready to head to the hangar to visit this Institute they kept talking about, but I wasn’t really in the mood. If I could pass this, I would. But, what if this man had a clue about my people and was able to give me more details? I couldn’t rule out the possibility that he might actually know something.
Don’t get your hopes up Jasih, not like the last five times.
I stood up and moved out of the common room. I put my hands in my pockets and slowly walked towards the elevator. I couldn’t hear anything from the bridge.
They must have moved to the hangar by now. She also must be there. I don’t really get why she always runs up and down the spaceship, always dictating what everyone has to do and what not, but it’s probably a human characteristic. If all humans are like her, then it’s not a surprise that they survived total extinction.
From what I remembered, Esuh were always organized but never too hasty. We used to tackle things at our own pace, and since Esuh were the greatest species in the galaxy back then, the Esuh’s pace was everyone’s pace.
When I finally arrived at the shuttle, the engines were already burning. The deafening sound of the huge thrusters made me hurry inside, just to stop hearing that loud noise. However, a different kind of noise prevailed.
“You’re ten minutes late,” Eladia quickly sprouted.
I didn’t reply to her. Instead, I found my seat next to Zan. The young man was still a bit shaky, and his eyes glistened now and then, but he looked okay. Frankly, between the female human and the android, Zan seemed to be the most likable.
“Are you okay kid?” I asked.
“Yes. Thanks ask,” he said in a jovial tone, still trying to get used to speaking the language.
Zan used both of his hands to hold the crossed belts keeping him safe. I felt compassionate about him, but I didn’t say anything.
Praise is the quickest way to dulling your sword.
The Esuh used to say that to all young warriors. If an Esuh praised you, it meant that you either had just saved his life, or you just had achieved a great, military feat. Either way, a Prime Officer was never allowed to praise anyone, even his own kids.
Kids.
The word echoed in my head. It spread and hit the walls of my mind and called for me to remember.
What kids?
“Okay, get ready for lift off. This is going to be rough,” the android said.
I barely had time to consider what she was talking about, but as soon as we launched, I felt the sudden acceleration tossing me to the back of my seat. After many times of going through this process, I thought I would have gotten used to it by now.
I hit my head on the seat’s cushion and the impact traveled to the rest of my body. It was not painful but rather disturbing. The pump on the head, however, triggered something.
A puzzle of random pictures appeared in my mind. A woman with dark silver skin, two children with a bluish shade, and a man, tall as a mountain, standing behind them. Most of the images that rushed to the surface of my memory, included these four people, apparently fellow Esuh, and obviously close to me.
Even so, everything happened so fast that I barely remembered their faces after we had finally slowed down.
Entering into the planet’s atmosphere was successful, and as soon as Silver straightened the nose of the shuttle, the trip got back to being pleasant.
That was when I saw the first buildings of the city Mosa, the greatest human city in the galaxy.
“Welcome to Mosa. Next stop, A.S.C.” the android said.
Before I even realized it, my nose was stuck to the side-window, while I was trying to get in everything at once. The enormous, oval buildings that didn’t touch the ground, the flying vehicles with people in them, the mountains of water moving up and down around the boundaries of the city, round in a never-ending sphere. Every kind of fish lived in those waters, from tiny, almost invisible ones to enormous and colorful.
“Wow!” Zan said behind me.
Wow indeed.
I wanted to say something, but again, I couldn’t.
I thought of Eladia right then, and in my head, her crazy personality kinda clicked.
Belonging to the same species that managed to construct this marvel of sentient technology surely heralds you with great knowledge.
“What is this?” Zan suddenly said.
He pointed at an entirely round building far away, which was totally transparent like it was a big bubble of air.
“Oh, that? That’s the Institute. But we’re not heading there yet. Me and Jay we’ll drop you in A.S.C. before heading there. But don’t worry. You can meet us later if you want. I’m sure you’ll have plenty of time to investigate it,” Eladia said.
“A.S.C.? What is that?” I asked.
“Android Support Center. It’s way past the time Silver had her checkup, so she must head there, first thing when she enters the planet. Having a malfunctioning artificial intelligence is illegal. If she doesn’t get there, we could get arrested for importing illegal technology.”
Humans and their stupid laws.
But, in the end, it didn’t quite matter. More time for me to admire this marvelous city. I couldn’t remember the place I was born or any details about my planet, but if it was half as beautiful as this aquatic paradise, then I hoped I could remember it fast.
Seeing people walking on the ground, and even more flying in the sky into their tiny, tin boxes, I couldn’t help but feel hope start to flicker inside my chest. There was no way that this city couldn’t help me find what I desired.
When I turned my head to watch straight ahead, I saw Eladia looking at me, smiling. I didn’t get why she was so happy just by looking at me, but I was glad she was. Once again, I wasn’t sure why this woman had made her life’s work to help me, or discover the truth about these Nusae toys, but for the first time in one hundred years, I felt glad she was here.
I felt something hot in my pocket, and I figured I must have been holding the cube way too hard. I took it out and examined it. For a moment, I thought I saw something flashing on the upper side.
I blinked twice, and I decided that it must have been all in my head.
Chapter Eighteen
Eladia
The Institute used to be my home away from home in the past. I used to spend more time studying about the Four Planets, analyzing the Nusae schematics, searching for clues that would lead me to the next big artifact, anything to stay away from the never ending crowds that swarmed this place.
Humans had a small attention span and an even smaller life expectancy. Yeah, we lived up to one hundred and twenty, but after our golden year's end, usually around the age of eighty-five, we spent most of our time in life support systems and virtual reality entertainment pods. In short, we kinda got holed up in hospitals and waited to die while watching overly realistic soap opera shows.
It was not something to wait for, and everyone still had the choice to remain in their homes and keep on with their lives, but the downside of it was that they would prob
ably die within five years or so. Yaerus was a thriving planet, and human species were Third-Ranked among the Five Great Species, but yeah, we kinda lived our lives fast.
The Institute was full of people from every major of the Chronicle Studies at all times. When we arrived, I almost turned and ran after seeing the sea of people running up and down the main floor. Black people, white people, red, people of every race and color, everyone and everything—most alien visitors of Mosa headed straight to the Institute—kinda spent their time here.
Fortunately, I wasn’t the only one flustered before this sight. Jay spent a whole minute watching the masses pass before his eyes.
“Are there so many humans left?” he said, gawping while trying to once again rationalize the last one hundred years he had missed.
“I told you, humanity is booming more than ever. We’re way ahead of the other older species like the Yttor and the Bluabb. But we still have a ways to go before we climb to the next rank.”
The Third-Ranked Status was a great feat that humanity had achieved three years ago, but for the Allied Governments, it was not nearly good enough. They currently rushed things and pushed the boundaries of diplomatic agreements, trying to get their hands into more planets and expand even more.
But that had nothing to do with me.
Papa is the one politically involved, I’m just another Chronicler.
“So? Where is that Professor of yours?” he said, adding that usual wry twist to his sayings.
“Follow me,” I urged him and headed for the other side of the human wall.
I was not quite sure how many people I pushed, or stepped onto to get through the crowd. There was one that swore in Spanish and another one in French, but we kinda survived the passing. After spending all my time with Jay and Zan, it was now quite difficult to understand what they said to us.
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