Greetings and salutations, faithful followers of this blog! I’m Timothy Scott Purvis and the year is almost over! As such, I’m giving you a long lost writing of mine known as Nebulous. It was supposed to be a nine episode arc (with it being a game or an animation and every season being one episode, so to speak) inspired by Xenogears and Star Wars. This is the first episode I wrote and it was very short. However, I wrote a second episode and it was twice as long. As such, I’ll likely just release these in three parts and that will be that for the year. As such, prepare for a brief shameless self promotion ad and then the set up for episode one of Nebulous! It’s not a great read, mind you. This was the early two thousands, after all, and I was watching a lot of anime’ so it comes off as a little over the top and janky. Anyhow, I think it’s an amusing story with great potential, nonetheless. Someday, I will revisit it as a book series. But, not yet, I don’t think. I have too much going on to put so much focus on this old story.
Yet, stay tuned.
SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION STARTS!
I would appreciate if you have Kindle or even if you want some paperback goodies if you’d head on over to my page and maybe show me some love there. I mean, if you’ve been reading a while and see something you like, wouldn’t you like to have it in your personal library? I have some cool short stories available for cheap. Also Tales From A Strange Mind that collects my short stories (there’s also a Kindle edition but, for some reason, Amazon wouldn’t let me link them together) , Tales From A Strange Mind II which collects my old novellas, Red Star Sheriff (Which also has a Kindle edition but Amazon, am I right?) my first novel ever released, though, yes, it does have some grammatical errors and drags on for way too long, sigh. But I still love it and I will be writing a follow up sometime within the next few years. I have a collection of my poems called MisAligned: The Heart Waxes Poetic which collects my old poems but not some of my newer ones included those flash fictions! I’ll probably do that in the future as well. And if you love the perfectly inane, why not check out my Star Cloud scripts presented in book form? Star Cloud The Original Scripts. Another one where Amazon was being difficult with me in connecting the Kindle and PB versions. Still, the paperback they let me sale for cheap and it’s well worth a look if I say so myself. Or, if you don’t want to click on individual links (all of which will take you to my author’s page anyway), just click on my author’s page directly by tapping my name: Timothy S Purvis See for yourself what all I’ve published since I began this venture in 2016.
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Alright, let’s get into it. This first part of Nebulous establishes new characters stealing a vessel from the main government of their time. Which is in the far flung future, of course. There is a lot more to this story than I ever wrote and one day I’ll be getting back to it. I hope anyway. It’s not great writing but it does show that part in my growth where I started plotting and developing my story lines. It holds up in this regard, however, well, doesn’t really read all that great. Oh well. It is what it is. I drew up a lot of character art and environmental designs but the story never took off due to a variety of issues. As such, I’m using my narrative layout and not the scripts for this particular Story Time With Tim presentation. Expect part two next week and thanks for reading! If you wish to support me via donations rather than through my work on my author’s site, feel free to tag that donation button after the story and we’ll go from there.
Alright, here we go!
Episode I Part 1
Terras Inner Rim Space…
Planetary orbital path…
Approximately two million miles out from Orbiter: Kingu
The Capitol Continuum Battle Carrier of the Juggernaut class “Ponce De Leon” slowly drifts through the open space just outside of Terras, the third world from the center sun, frequently referred to as “Apsu”, of the Terran solar system.
The Juggernaut’s purpose here is secret and not even those left of Terras are aware of its arrival. Nor is the Juggernaut vessel aware of the small ship approaching its rear. It doesn’t pay heed to the smaller vessel’s drilling into its thin rear quarters.
With the hull breached, the small band of renegade pirates enters into the huge carrier. Their purpose, plunder. For within these people, is the highest contempt for the Capitol Continuum.
“Karson, the perimeter is clear. Approximately seventy kilometers to cargo hold. Guard patrol at thirty. Stick to the southwestern corridor.” Comes a voice over Karson Montonie’s headset.
“Copy, Kookie,” Karson responds hushly and motions for the three others with him to take point and guard.
Four members of the pirate ship “Long Shank’s Revenge” navigate the corridor in a southwestern direction from their start point. In their calculations, the Long Shank’s nose is always considered the North point and all routes are planned through that consideration.
Three men and one woman pass from shadow to shadow undetected. In the lead, the five-foot nine Captain Karson. To his flanks, Maavyn Coorus, Karson’s first mate and confidant, whom rises taller at six‑foot‑three and to Karson’s left, the Cherokee Ihauve, ‘Wave’, at six‑foot‑one. To their rear, their guard Nellene Qroatch, a five‑foot‑five‑inch mixed breed whom has more fighting skill than the other three combined.
After a short bit and secret passes near guard posts, the group enters a large room filled with starships. It is in truth a large hangar bay. At the center, Karson marvels at a golden ship. All the vessels within seem prepped for a war. And it is a bother that nags at Karson’s mind.
“Stay on your toes. We haven’t seen a soul outside of those guards. That worries me.”
“Relax. Probably lunch time.” Answers Maavyn swiftly keeping his firearm close in hand.
Karson draws forth his saber and looks very much the part of a swashbuckler. All seem as to be out of the past but forged by the future. They push forward further into the bay and then past it. Gunnery turrets line the walls but remain motionless.
“Five hundred feet… next room it seems,” comes the voice of QuKi from the Long Shank’s.
Karson acknowledges and he and the crew enter the hall separating the next room from the hangar. A lock is on the door at the end. And a card seems to be necessary.
“Kookie, small dilemma… card swiper here,” speaks Karson into the headset.
In the Long Shank’s, the alien ponders for a moment with another crewmate close at hand watching him. Marcus Truelight keeps his eyes on the monitor while paying attention to QuKi.
“Take out the Telxon card I gave you and prepare for a patch,” he finally says. An affirmative is his response.
Back within the small hall, Wave, Nellene, and Maavyn keep their eyes to the hangar beyond. Maavyn draws up beside Karson to watch the little card plugged into the slot on the wall glow. With a hiss, the door slides open.
“We’re in,” says Karson with a dubious expression.
They enter the room and take in the sights.
“So… where’s the plunder?” Asks Maavyn wryly.
Along the walls and ceilings, are lined up robots of war… though they look more human than not. Those robots are affixed by means of holsters. And they are obviously inanimate for the time being. Looking around, they see nothing of real significant value.
“Let me guess, we leave empty handed?” Nellene quips.
“I thought… but my source said that in this hold was a prize the most valuable to the Continuum,” Karson says perplexed.
“Looks like we’ve been duped.” Nellene replies.
In the Long Shank’s, Marcus and QuKi exchange baffled expressions. Something was wrong with this exercise. Suddenly, a clank emanates from the far corner of the vast robot room.
The members inside gather their weapons and slowly approach the source. Nellene stays watch at the door entrance.
“Hurry up, guys. These robots give me the creeps. What were they being used for anyway?”
No one answers Nellene as the three others close in on the source of the sound. At least, they hope they close in and aren’t closed out.
Beyond the Long Shank’s Revenge, three battleships come into view. Without a hail, they open fire catching QuKi and Marcus off guard.
“We’re under attack!” QuKi yells over the com.
Karson snaps to attention. Just then, a robot thing rushes past them all inside the room and makes a break for the door. Nellene round kicks it back down. And it grovels with its hands above its head. It makes sounds but no speech.
“Hold it! Who are you?” Karson demands coming up behind the thing. It looks up at him.
Karson can’t believe how lifelike the being looks. Yet, he knows it’s a robot.
“Let’s go. Kookie, have the ship…”
Karson gets cut off by a huge explosion and an answer coming over the headset.
“We’re inside! The Long Shank’s been destroyed! Can’t come this way! No atmosphere!” QuKi answers from behind his breathing apparatus struggling against the new pressure of atmospheric release.
Marcus signals for them to take the left passageway about a hundred feet out from the explosion. They rush by doors locking shut. A shutter cuts off the path they just escaped from.
“Let’s get to the others fast!” QuKi yells at Marcus as they hurry along several side corridors.
Meanwhile, the rest of the crew has decided to make for the hangar bay. Karson calls into the headset and commands Marcus and QuKi to make for the bay the fastest they can.
“We’re gonna have to blast out of here with one of these ships! Once Marcus gets here, he can boot one up.” Karson says to the other three as they enter the room. Immediately, laser fire ladens their exit. They duck back into the small hall.
“Great!” Maavyn shouts.
Maavyn and Wave open fire. Two of the attackers are blasted down but thirteen more have perched inside the hangar interior.
“Now what?” Asks Nellene as she draws a small firearm and starts blasting away at the gunmen.
Karson draws back a little trying to think. He notices the robot thing staring at him from within the doorway. The thing looks around and up. It stands. For a moment, Karson believes the thing gave them away. Then it dawns on him, they were set up.
“This was an elaborate trap!” Karson huffs.
“Well, find a way out of it!” Nellene commands as she returns fire.
Wave and Maavyn notice the gunnery turrets come to life and point in their direction.
“Back! The turrets!” Maavyn cries back to his colleagues as the turrets start blasting. They all enter the robot room.
“Kookie! The way’s cut off!” Karson shouts into the headset.
“Wonderful.” QuKi says to Marcus as they approach the bay and see the men firing.
Down the opposite hall, comes another group of soldiers. Without thinking, QuKi draws his gun and blasts the entrance across the hall. This alerts the thirteen soldiers around the bend but shuts the access door.
“Ok. That’s solved. And them?” Asks Marcus, drawing his own firearm.
“Drop ’em if we can.” Responds QuKi as they open fire on the oncoming soldiers.
While within the robot room, the robots start to hum to electric life. The lone bot motions for the others to follow him as Wave and Maavyn notice the fire fight being drawn off to the opposite side. Just at that moment, a large explosion echoes blowing several soldiers out into the open to remain motionless. The gun turrets go dead.
“Looks like Kookie and Marcus are out there.” Maavyn looks to Karson.
“Try to give them cover.” Responds Karson. He puts his attention back to the robot thing.
It stands roughly the same height as Karson, around five‑foot‑eight, tall enough for them to see eye to eye as around them the robots come into position.
“We have to get to one of the ships!” Karson yells, as the thing takes to the fore of him.
The numbers of the soldiers beyond begin to dwindle as they head out the door and into the hangar. They notice Marcus and QuKi nail five of the soldiers as they drive them back with the combined fire power of the members.
“Come on!” Karson commands as the robot leads on.
They all meet up in the center of the hangar. Just then, fully armed robots enter the hangar from the room beyond and open fire on them. The robot with them leads them into a ship in the center of the room. Without question and in haste they pile into the golden ship. Karson notices and unusual pictation on the side of the craft of the Terran solar system… at least, that’s what it seems to be to him.
The robot things march out into the hangar bay while the human soldiers continue firing upon the crew rushing into the ship. Once inside, Marcus and QuKi find their way to the bridge and are taken aback. The bridge is vast and stealthy looking. A command extension leads over the rest of the bridge and the comm stations. Karson stands atop the overlooking bridge and witnesses the soldiers firing upon the vessel.
“Alright… I think I’ve got it… simple.” QuKi says and casts a glance at the robot standing solitary nearby looking pitiful.
Its gaze looks upon the robots in the hangar bay approaching the ship. Something catches the robots’ attention and they all take cover as if they had emotions with arms flailing.
“Get us out of here.” Karson commands.
Maavyn fumbles with a mechanism and a flurry of laser bolts emits from hull mounted cannons forcing the pressing legion back. A large blast shoots from the forward nose cannon blowing the doors off the side of the hangar bay. Free space lay beyond and the ship leaves the dock at full speed. Soldiers and robots get blown out the new exit way.
The golden ship sets its course away from the now faltering Juggernaut as its precious atmosphere is depleted. A certain peace overtakes the crew.
“Set course for the Outer Rim.” Karson speaks.
“Aye, sir.” QuKi responds.
Maavyn wanders up to Karson and looks back out the expansive windows surrounding the bridge.
“This is a nice ship. I like it.” Maavyn comments.
“Yeah… it’s nice.” Karson says with a grim look and sits into the Captain’s chair.
A moment of silence passes as the crew man their various positions. QuKi and Marcus work the helm. Maavyn and Karson at the head of the bridge. The robot thing standing away to the side of the bridge quietly. Nellene watching with judging eyes from behind the comm. Wave at the communications monitor listening to any following wave bands.
All the while, Karson keeps his eyes on the robot.
“What do you make of it?” Karson asks quietly of Maavyn.
“Don’t know… d’you think this is what we came for?” Maavyn inquired.
“Strange… I’m not sure… but… there is something to it.” Karson says as the ship hits subtravel lightspeed and makes for the Outer Rim.
Watching the departure, a lone ship along the perimeter of Kingu sits in the shadow of the moon’s darkside. It had witnessed the battle from afar. It had been nothing more than a dot on the horizon before… but the sudden explosion alerted this ship to the Juggernaut’s presence. And silently it reports back to its own headquarters planetside of Terras as the green prying eye looks on at the departing golden craft.
And so we come to the end of another episode of Story Time With Tim! Come back next week for part two of Nebulous! And have a happy Thanksgiving! Will read again to you soon, everyone! Come back soon!
~Timothy S Purvis
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