That’s sort of how I got into the mess I’m in now. One day we were running a cargo full of morasite-which is illegal in oh about 12 systems I think and Dev came on the com saying she had heard something very interesting. Mind u she doesn’t do this much cause she hears so much stuff that it gets boring to her and she just summarizes it for me every morning. Well anyways this little item was about my long lost sister and some war on a distant planet between 3 different races. Some stupid little disagreement over religion. She had gotten herself arrested for war crimes against the largest of the 3 races, called the dakron’s. The dakron’s had apparently hired her for her weapons acquiring skills and she had delivered. But the weapons turned out to be faulty and killed a whole crapload of dakron’s in a raid against the dersan’s. There’s this federation of sorts in the galaxy that oversees stuff(wars) like this and they had arrested her.Only problem is, the federation is full of corrupt idiots with too much time on their hands and not enough money in their pockets, at least they think so.
So I being the stupid and caring brother that I am decided to go to the planet and try and get her released on some technicality. I am good with that sort of thing, I was a lawyer in a previous life you see. Rather handy especially being a smuggler. I can find a loophole in anything. Unfortunately this time I couldn’t find any loopholes to get her out and also I forgot about the morasite in my hold. The dakron’s hate morasite cause it’s toxic to their species, I guess it makes their lungs deflate so slowly that its too late by the time they notice something is wrong and they die. I did have it in air tight containers though. But dakron’s have animals specifically trained to sniff out the stuff with I don’t know what and they found it. Guess what they like to do with people that carry it. They like to feed them to wormholes. So that’s where I am now. Five kilometers away from the spawn point of a wormhole that supposedly links to another galaxy far, far away. My lovely sister is also with me. Fun huh?
Oh we care about each other, we are family after all but we don’t get along too well.
She has this religious bent and well u can guess that I don’t. I’ve had a few things happen to me that just kind of reduced my belief in a god to pretty much nothing. She’s had a lot happened to her that makes her believe in god. So we clash, a lot. Nowadays there r so many religions with so many races it’s hard to tell one from the other. But somehow they always find a difference. Your probably asking why a arms dealer would believe in god?
Well I ask the same thing of her and all I get is “You just don’t understand me. God helps me in everything I do .And everything I do in his name for the good of all.” I’ve heard a few whispers here and there about how she does the work of god. Supposedly she gets another arms dealer to sell the same stuff to the opponents in the conflict. I guess a couple of times it actually worked because the two forces saw that they had the same armaments and decided it was pointless to fight. Peace was made in just about 4 hours. But I’ve never gotten any confirmation about that.
So here we sit in dev looking out at the starscape silently.
“Why did you come for me? I didn’t ask for your help. God was helping me.” She started in her quiet tone of voice she has. It’s quiet but it’s also very firm.
“I was just trying to help you get out of your situation. I really didn’t see much of God while you were in that cell they had you in.”
“You can’t see God! He’s all around us Jack. You’d know that if you would just look.”
“I know, I know. Anyways. You have any idea how we can get out of here?” she had a way of getting out of situations over the years.
“You can’t just order dev to jump out of here?” she asked. She knew the answer of course.
“No you know that. Fed’s have secret codes that locks up the AI in any ship so they can’t do diddly if they don’t want them to. Why don’t you ask God to release them?” I said, smiling
“He will if he thinks its in everyone’s interest.”
I looked at the clock beside the viewer. It was counting down to the time when the wormhole would open.5 minutes and 34 seconds left. There was no way around the fed codes. I know, I’ve tried several times to get around them. One good thing about the fed’s is they encourage smuggling. Somehow they get a percentage off of everything I smuggle. Must be a middle man somewhere I don’t know about. Oh your probably wondering if I smuggle anything genocidal in nature. No and I never will. Although I hear one shipment of heavy nuke’s would set me up for life on my very own planet.
“Dev you okay?” I asked still looking at the clock
“Yes but most of my functions are offline. The Federation has seen to that. This pisses me off. I say we go blow up one of their bases after we get out of this.”
“You know that would be a bad idea Dev. We’d have the entire Fed force after out buts then. But we still have to get out of this little problem. Do you still have that Nullifier we got on Turkon?”
“Yes, but it’s not installed. You took it out to look at the power source remember?”
“Of course. so much for that idea.”
“What’s a nullifier?” my sister asked like she didn’t know. She does that a lot.I think she’s very paranoid about everything. She likes to “cover” her rear as they say.
“Something that could get us out of here. If I can get it to work.” A nullifier is a fancy little thing that lets you shut everything down on your ship, wipe the computer’s memory clean and then restore it back to a point that you specify. Funny thing is it can restore a computer back to almost any point in time. How it does this I have no idea. Some like to say it’s time travel but all the theories say time travel just takes too much energy that we don’t have. So accordingly I had been looking at the “power supply” myself to try and figure it out before all this happened. It looks like a small nuclear fusion reactor but what’s inside the core I couldn’t tell you. Im no nuclear engineer.
Only problem is the nullifier is in the small lab I have at the back of the ship and we’re in the “bridge” I guess you would say handcuffed to our chairs. Dev has a few helper robots she uses to maintain the ship that might be able to get it, but with the fed codes locked in I’m not sure that will work.
“Dev can you use one of your helper’s to get the nullifier and bring it up here so I can put the power supply back?”
“I’m not sure. Most of my systems are offline. I can try and reroute something?” she said asking me for permission. She has to do that in order to do anything on the ship, it’s hardwired into her cpu.
“Yes, dev please reroute whatever you have to.”
“Alright.”
Four minutes thirteen seconds left. Probably take the helper a minute or two to get the thing here. Another minute and a half for me to put the power supply back. It’ll work, I hope.
“System’s rerouted. Helper on it’s way.” Dev said a few seconds later.
My sister threw all of this had somehow managed to draw out her bible that she carries from her various pockets she has in her coat. The coat’s pretty interesting in itself
in that it’s bulletproof, energy proof (for all those energy based beam weapons that are around nowadays) and has an AI inside of it. But of course the feds locked it up and fried the cpu temporarily so its pretty much unusable now. Oh my sister’s name is Narandra Burns by the way. Yeh I know we’re supposed to have the same last name but she’s changed it herself a lot for various reasons over the years. Way too many to list here and frankly I don’t remember them all.
Her bible is unique as well. It’s a king james version that she found on a planet 55 light years from earth. And humans have only colonized out to around 40 light years from earth. She said it was a miracle that she found it on that planet and left it at that. I asked her for some more details about it but she wouldn’t give me anything more. Only thing I can figure is some lone colonist or explorer crash landed on the planet with it. It’s in perfect condition, none of the pages are torn or burnt so I just don’t know. My sister doesn’t have a habit of lying about things and I don’t think she lied about this. I can usually read my sister pretty well. Vice versa, well I know how to hide stuff being in the business I am in.
We were born to parents that had fairly regular jobs on mars. She was born in 2077 and I in 2073 on strangely the same date, July 16.Our parents were workers in a terraforming factory that was responsible for creating oxygen. How they were doing this I’m not sure but it worked. Took them seventy five years to terraform mars and over a million and a half people working the odd 25 hour days mars has .I was, 16 I think when they finished it. They had a big celebration in the open air with fireworks and a hologram show that lasted seventy five minutes. One minute for each year it took them. After that, my parents took jobs in the internet services department of the city that we lived in. I went to college and got a degree in business law. My sister, well she never went to college but she’s extremely intelligent having read almost anything she could get her hands on and knowing computers very well.
I looked at the ominous countdown clock, two minutes forty five seconds left .I think I am actually starting to sweat a little. No one has ever come back from where this wormhole sends you, wherever that is. I’ve heard rumors of course of some making it back but none really substantiated. Finally the helper bot came through the sliding door making a tick tick sound as its feet crawled across the floor to me.
It had the case of the nullifier in one arm and the power supply in the other .Luckily I had one hand free and could grab it from the bot. I set it down in front of me and grabbed the power supply. It was just a big round ball with a few cables coming out of it that I needed to attach to the connections inside the case. And of course I forget which connection goes where.
“Dev gonna need your help with this. You did take a picture of this thing before I disassembled it right?” I asked, silently praying
“Yes, I did. but with the fed codes on me it will take me some time to find it.”
My sister gasped loudly at that. I looked at her and just shook my head no.
“Alright, in the meantime I will work on this myself. I may be able to remember some of it.” I hoped. I looked inside the case and there were a total of about fifteen connections I would have to make. All were mostly the same color cabling except for two of them. I remember unplugging those easily so I connected them first. The rest..Im not sure about. One minute thrity five seconds. Luckily in Dev’s terms “some time” usually meant a few seconds to at most thirty. The clock seemed to slow down a bit. You know that saying “a pot watched boils slower then one not watched?” well this was a little like that.
“Found it. diagram on the viewer.” Dev finally said. One minute fifteen seconds left.
I looked at it, saw how the cabling connected and looked down at the case. Easy enough .If I had another couple of minutes. But I didn’t.
“Sis you’re going to have to help me with this. You do these seven and ill do the other eight okay? I’ll put the case in between us as best I can.” She looked back at me dubiously. She never had much luck with electronical equipment and she wasn’t that coordinated. But Niranda had never once backed down from a challenge in her life and this was the ultimate challenge. She grabbed the cabling and started connecting stuff. I did the same. Finished in thirty seconds.
“Dev access the systems of the nullifier and turn it on. Set it for one day back if you would please.” I said as quickly as I could. Dev was smart, she didn’t say anything back knowing time was of the essence. The unit’s first three lights came on and then turned yellow from the green that they were. Then they turned red and the ship shutdown completely. The clock had read fourteen seconds left. I counted in my head. One.Two.Three.Four.
Click and the lights came back up. Clock said ten seconds left.
“Dev, get us out of here, NOW.” I shouted.
“Affirmitive. Initiating hyperdrive.”
The hyperdrive started to whine loudly as if it was struggling against something.and it was. I could see the wormhole starting to form outside the ship on the viewscreen. Nirandra yelped as the ship started to buck from the gravity waves coming off of it. I was sweating, heavily and holding on to my chair. I could see the hyperdrive bubble forming outside the ship, but the wormhole was interacting with it, warping it in places. I knew this was not good. Hyperdrive physics being what they were, a perfect bubble had to form in order for a ship to enter hyperspace. If it didn’t…well as I understand it no one has ever found a ship who’s bubble didn’t form correctly. In the early days of hyperdrive this happened a lot and no ship was ever found from this type of accident.
“Dev shunt power to the hyperdrive from shields and life support. That bubble has to form.” She didn’t reply cause I know she was busy performing the hyperdrive initiation. Alot of the work was handled by a ship’s AI and even the most advanced AI’s today had to devote everything they had to forming the hyperdrive bubble.
On the viewscreen the bubble seemed to form a little better after I said that. The ship stopped bucking but the only thing was I could still see the wormhole intersecting the hyperdrive bubble. We still were not in hyperspace.
“Pray, Nirandra. This is not good. Not good at all.” I said still staring at the viewscreen.
“The hyperdrive is functioning at one hundred and ten percent. I cannot enter hyperspace however. I do not understand why. The wormhole seems to be holding us in place for some reason that my understanding of spatial physics does not explain.” Dev said with a bad tone in her voice.
“Can’t you try adding more power to the drive?” I asked knowing full well she probably had added all the power she could.
“I have. It does not change the situation. I could try sending a distress signal if you wish?”
Oh boy a distress signal when our buts are supposed to be in a galaxy far, far away. That would be even better.
“No, Dev we have to figure this out on our own. The fed’s here that signal and we’re dead. They’d kill us in a second.”
“I have an idea, Jack.” Nirandra said staring at the viewscreen as well.
“Yes?” I asked, wondering what she could possibly be thinking.
“Dr. Duright.” She said emphasizing the right at the end of his name.
Duright was or is a friend of hers from high school I guess. He was her teacher in physics class and somehow they became good friends even though she was only seventeen and at the time he was around fifty as I understood it. He is now about eighty years old and a practicing lunatic of physics that most of the scientific community considered dangerous. He supposedly screwed around with anti matter on a daily basis trying to enable it for power usage. I had read a few of his “papers” on the subject but they all seemed like greek to me. And frankly a little insane.
“Only choice I guess,” I said looking at her with resignation in my eyes, “Dev setup a com to Dr Duright at-“
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“This will take me some time. I have to maintain the hyperdrive bubble and operate the com systems .I will have to take more power from life support. The air could quickly become very thin .I suggest you grab one of the emergency air systems from the airlock.”
“Alright.I will go get them. Begin transferring the power Dev, slowly.” I said, already walking towards the airlock which was at the back of the bridge and to the left. The airlock I hadn’t used since I first got the ship fifteen years ago. All of my cargo transfers were just handled cargo hold to cargo hold, faster that way and no people to have to hire to carry the stuff in between ships. Standard doorway with a six digit code you had to enter in order to get it to open. I remember’d it surprisingly and the door opened to reveal just one emergency air system sitting on the bench that was in the room.
I grabbed it and punched the code in to close the door. It clicked shut and I walked back to Nirandra.
“We’ll have to share this. Only one I have.” I said to her back. She was still staring at the viewscreen. She murmured something back to me and sat down.
“Ok Dev turn it up. We’re ready.” I said sitting down myself
“Confirmed.Initiating contact.”
“Hello, Mars University Department of Physics.Professor Duright’s office.” Came over the com a second later. His secretary or assistant logically
“We need to speak to the Dr immediately. This is Nirandra Burns.”
“I will try to contact him for you, but he has a class at the moment.” The woman said with a harsh tone in her voice. Few more seconds went by and she came back on-
“I’m sorry but the doctor is occupied with his students and cannot be bothered.”
“Tell him it is a matter of life and wormholes.” I said half jokingly. Nirandra looked back at me harshly.
“I will try.” She answered. This time more then a minute passed by until we received something. The ship bucked again and the viewscreen flashed off for a second. I was getting extremely worried and the viewscreen didn’t help.How in the galaxy do I get myself into these messes? I swear if somebody I know ever needs help again and I’m still in this galaxy, they’re not getting help from me.
“Yes, Nirandra?” Duright, finally.
“Dr, thank the heavens. I am in a bit of trouble at the moment.” The ship bucked and a few things clattered loudly to the floor, including myself. The light’s flickered for a second.
“What, where are you? What was that sound?” the doctor asked with a worried voice.
“We are in between a wormhole and hyperspace doctor.” I said getting up from the floor.
“How did you? When did you?” a pause. “Oh my, this is bad. Very, very bad. Nirandra, how did you become to be in this situation? Oh, you probably got yourself into one of your arm’s dealer problems didn’t you? Child you have to be more careful. The feds wasn’t it? Those bastards . I swear I think they are trying to steal my anti matter reactor, they’re always nosing about my laboratory. I-“
“Dr we are in need of immediate assistance out of this problem. Our ship as you can hear is not holding up very well under the pressures. We need a way out of this problem and you are the only person my sister thinks can help us. Can you?” I interrupted desperately.
“Wormholes are not my speciallity but I have studied them and I did aid in the development of the hyperdrive in my own small way. Perhaps I may have an idea. I must have a conversation with your ship’s AI however. It will have to be via Neurolink because the amount of data I need is too much for just regular com’s.”
A neurolink is basically a compressed stream of data communication with a computer or such as it is my ship’s AI via a telepathic link, sort of. Basically, all of us has a chip installed within our brains when we were young or in the case of Dr Duright when he was just twenty years old. The chip allows direct communication with anything electronic be it an AI system or the lowly vending machine on the corner of the street. Make’s everything much faster. But you had to master its use and it took a lot of brain power in order to communicate with a AI like Dev. Why I myself don’t like to use it unless I have to.
“Alright doctor. Dev can do that easily. Your chip code please?”
“5489S42206A-143” he said
“Neurolink established. Data Downloading” Dev said
Nirandra looked back at me with hope in her eyes. I saw in that moment what was important to her. She cared so much for people, even aliens and she wanted so much to help more of them and give them the hope she carried in her heart. I know, sappy ain’t it? That is what I saw though. I do love my sister, it’s just hard for us to get along.
“I may have a solution for you, Jack.” Duright said in his cracking voice he has.
“Ok, what is it?”
“You will have to blow your engines out of your ship’s hull and then use a grapple to shove them into the wormhole’s horizon. Then you will have to set them to overload while maintaining the hyperdrive bubble around your ship.” He said with a strangely sad voice.
“Ok, sounds easy enough. Dev-“
“In order to maintain the hyperdrive bubble around your ship, one of you will have to go with the engines and physically hold the power core from the nullifier you have inside of the engine’s drive.” then he paused, briefly. “One of you will have to die.”
“Whoa ,doc wait a second. Why can’t we send one of the helper robots we have with it?” I asked with a tremor in my voice. And folks, I never have a tremor in my voice.
“Helper robots have an independent power system that would interfere with the hyperdrive bubble outside the ship. Your ship has special shielding that prevents this under normal circumstances. Human beings have no such power system. I’m sorry, Jack. There is no other way I can think of. Alternatively, you could just shut the hyperdrive bubble off and enter the wormhole. You and Nirandra would still be alive, but not in our galaxy.”
I looked at my sister who was staring back at me with a very sad look on her face. She knew I was going to do it. I was just a smuggler after all, the dreg of the universe and she was an arm’s dealer that helped bring peace to entire world’s. Who knew what would be in the other galaxy, if anything or anyone.
“Okay, Doc, thanks. We will work something out. You will see Nirandra back at Mars soon, I hope whatever we decide.”
“Good luck to you both. Nirandra, I want you to know that you are one of my dearest friends and I will miss you dearly if you decide to go with your brother. But I will understand. My own sister died years ago and I miss her terribly. Jack, I cannot ask you to do this for me, I’m just a lonely, nutty professor. But I know this galaxy would be a sadder, even a bit more dangerous place without your sister. I wish I could help you both, more. Goodbye.” he said and the com went silent. The bridge was also silent, deadly so. Nirandra’s eyes were tearing up but she didn’t cry.
“There has to be another way.” I finally said after a few minutes and the ship bucked violently again.
“God will help us if it is in his plan, brother.” Nirandra said holding tightly to her bible.
“He has never helped us as far as I can see, sister.” I said, just staring at the bible in her hand. I wish it would, but all my life I’ve always been alone and I’ve known it. I’ve had to use my education, my wit and my intelligence to get out of all the situations I ever got into. Of course she would say all those gifts came from God, but I just don’t believe that. The ship bucked again and a loud crack sounded from the back of the ship.
“Dev what the hell was that?” I asked still looking at Nirandra’s bible.
“One of the cargo doors just crumpled under the bubble’s pressure. I am compensating with a force field. Time is limited however. I estimate my power will begin to fail within eight hours. Then the bubble that is so precipitously holding us in place will fail.” Dev replied.
Eight hours. Enough time to take a nap. Sure don’t feel like it though. I tried to remember everything I knew about wormholes and the hyperdrive that powered this ship. As I remember wormholes are mainly a function of gravity and a warp in space time. The hyperdrive functions on a similar principle only partly in reverse. It first makes a warp in space time and then it uses power from the engines to create a small gravity well. The gravity well then opens the doorway into hyperspace and off the ship goes, faster then light. That in essence I think was what is holding us in place. The two were banging up against each other and we were caught in the middle. The doc’s idea would probably shatter at least one side of that problem and we or Nirandra would float free of the rock and a hard place. I would have to go outside and well, die. Sucks don’t it?
“Nirandra, let me see that bible. And for once in your life, tell me everything about it. We don’t have time to argue about it.” I was clinging to a small hope that maybe god would help us through that miracle bible she had.
“I told you I found it on that planet fifty five light years from earth. The planet was just a rock in space with an atmosphere. No civilization ever lived there as far as I could tell. I just found the bible thirty meters away from my ship behind a rock. It was just sitting there, alone. So I picked it up and I felt a warmth come over me. It was God. I believe this has helped me in just about everything I’ve done since I found it.” She said and handed it over.
Nothing remarkable about it, just a plain king james verision bible. Hefty as all of them usually were. These days printed bibles were rare with the galactic net pretty much containing every piece of literature the human race had ever written including what god had written in the bible. I’d read a lot of it having a bunch of time in between planets on smuggling runs to do so. Never the bible though. I just didn’t have the I don’t know belief I guess you could say in it. When I turned eighteen dad had given me a copy of grandma’s bible. I lost it, somehow. It had a lot of grandma’s notes in it on the verses and some papers with notes on sermon’s she had attended. I feel bad about losing it, but at the time I had my own problems to deal with.
You see, when I was eighteen I had this girlfriend. Her name was Francine. We always liked to joke about that, her name. Frank I used to call her. Her parents had wanted a boy and expected one because they had gone to a genetic’s clinic and they had assured them that she would be a boy. Instead, she came out. I blessed the day that happened because she was my best friend in the world for the time she was here. Yes you guessed it, she died. She died just a few days before my nineteenth birthday after my last class of the day. It was some sort of accident at the place she worked, a toy factory. I remember the news first saying it was a chemical spill inside the plant that had somehow ignited spontaneousy. Then it came out later that some idiot had put a bomb in the factory because Francine wouldn’t go out with him. Yeh I know you’d think that by now they’d have crime completely eliminated and this would be a utopian society. Nope still got crime, hate and violence in abundance everywhere in the galaxy. After that, well I didn’t have much use for my grandma’s bible. I may have even burnt it, I just don’t remember much from that time. Frankly I don’t want to. I will always remember Francine though.
I leafed through the bible, holding Francine’s face in my mind. All through the bible were markings on certain pages. One that struck me as funny-
God blesses those
whose hearts are pure, for they will see God.
--Matthew 5:8
I wonder about that one. My heart, even though im a smuggler I think is fairly pure. I’ve never seen God though. And this one just fit our situation to the T-
For God so loved
the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish, but have everlasting life.
--John 3:16
I must be his only begotten son, haha. I know that’s blasphemy and I would never say it aloud. I may be a smuggler but I’m still respectful of him. I know the story of jesus and how he died for us. Even though a part of me considers it to be just bunk. Then I thought, what the heck a prayer or two just might help.
“Nirandra, you’re better at prayers then me. Here. “ I gave her the bible. “ I will pray with you. I know, don’t open your mouth so far.”
She took it without saying a word and got down on her knees. I did the same.
“God, Nirandra here with her dear brother, Jack. We need your help. I praise your greatness and your love for us. I praise the life you have given both of us. It is an honor to be here, in your creation. We ask your aid in finding a way out of this wormhole and back to our friends and family. If that is your will, we will follow it. Amen. “ she finished.
“Amen, oh and God one more thing. If you get us out of this, I will go to church every Sunday from now until doomsday. And Im not kidding. “ I said looking up. I hope that’s the right way anyways. We both got up and Nirandra put the bible back in her jacket.
Something inside of me told me to go to the engine room, I don’t know if it was God but it felt like it. Sure wasn’t me. Nirandra followed me. The engine room was, of course at the back of the ship and it contained the huge Hughes n-7800 hyperdrive engines and the fusion engines I had for well what you would call impulse speed I guess. A catwalk surrounded the hyperdrive engines and the fusion engines were small enough that there controls were on a panel at a level that most people could reach. The hyperdrive engines control’s were only accessible via the catwalk. I climbed the stairs to the catwalk and reached the control panel. Nirandra was still down near the fusion engines. I pressed the button that opened the panel for the main hyperdrive energy functions. The hyperdrive, as I understood was powered by a set of two nuclear fusion power plants and a barium converter. The barium converter converted space debris into fuel for the power plants.
So I really never could run out of fuel. I liked to use the standard high quality stuff for my smuggling runs though and that stuff let me run the engines at one hundred and fifteen percent of normal. There was one trick that I remembered, suddenly. I don’t know where I remembered it from but it was there in the front of my mind. All I had to do was increase the fuel consumption rate, create a small imbalance by loading some of the fuel form the barium converter and I would get a explosion big enough to break us free of this wormhole. Only problem was, our engines would have to be ejected after I did this, but I wouldn’t die in the process. Increasing the fuel consumption rate isn’t easy though in a fusion engine. The process was there though in my mind easy as can be. I did it and the meter read 200 parts/million consumption whereas it was usually only 30 parts/million.
I ran over to the hatch release handle and pulled it so the engine would be released into space. My sister was close enough to the engine ejection control panel so I yelled down to her to push the correct sequence of numbers which I knew. She pressed them and Dev announced that the engine release sequence was under way. It gave us two minutes to get out of the engine room. The engine is so heavy that in order to release it, explosive bolts were used to free it from its perch. We ran to the bridge as fast as we could and got there with thirty seconds to spare. I told Dev to show us the aft view which was where the engines were, of course. Thirty seconds ticked by in just a blink. The engines exploded out of the engine bay and the ship rocked a little.
“Diverting all power remaining to shields.” Dev said as she worked. The shield indicator lights on my control panel read two hundred and fifty percent. That was way above anything I had ever had it up to. Somebody was protecting us. God, maybe I suppose. Something inside of me was starting to believe in him. Then the engine’s blew with an incredibly loud crack, boom sound that reverberated through the ship. Our shields protected us though. The wormhole outside slowly collapsed in on itself and then the hyperdrive bubble disappeared. We were free. I couldn’t believe it. I don’t know how I did it either. I did not know anything about engine efficiencies and yet it was there in my brain when I needed it. Ok, folks this is going to sound corny coming from me but there IS a God! That’s the only explaination for what and how we just got out of that mess. I swear on my mother’s name that I don’t know anything about what I just did.
Only problem we had now was we had no engines to get home with. Easily fixed I think. I had for emergency purposes bought a small hyperdrive engine that was secondhand but it would get us home in a few days. It would just take me a few hours to install it.
So I got the engine in and we headed home. I started reading the bible and so much of it made sense to me. It is just I don’t know how to describe it exactly, but it spoke to me I guess you could say. It spoke to my heart, mind and soul. When we get home, first thing I’m going to do is go to a church. Oh and second thing im doing is hanging up my smuggling cap. In exchange for what, I’m not sure but I figure God will give me a few hints about what my gift’s are. I might even help my sister with her work.
Well folks, good luck to you. That’s my story and I hoped it touched a few of you. Sure did me. God bless you. I know, sounds corny from me but this time I really mean it.
Oh my real name? This was my
parent’s idea, not mine remember. It’s Jesus James
Dillon. And they were not Mexican.