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Greg Dragon | Author
Category:
Science Fiction
Publisher: Thirsty Bird Productions
ISBN-10: 1508802006
Pages: 292
Copyright: Apr 13, 2015
ISBN-13: 9781508802006
Price: $3.99 (eBook)
Nobody knows where the Phasers come from and how they are able to do the things that they do. But the Geralos may have finally found a way.
The Phasers are an elite group of soldiers, hand-picked and re-educated with the secrets of the galaxy.
Phasers can clone, jump to other galaxies, and extend their lives, but their most dangerous weapon is their secrecy. Nobody knows where they come from and how they are able to do the things that they do. But the Geralos may have finally found a way.
With a mole situated deep in Alliance territory, the reptilian aliens have the knowledge they need to strike ruthlessly at the heart of an inscrutable enemy. Their only threat is Rafian VCA, supreme leader of the Phasers, who must sacrifice a part of his own being to gain the power needed to restore Phaser supremacy.
Excerpt
Maes Van Senthyn slipped on his skin suit and checked his reflection in the holo-display to make sure that he looked flawlessly human. He practiced his speech through an untested vo-corder and though he sounded good; he wondered if the people on board the Helysian would be convinced. He had no time to second-guess himself, so he took a deep breath and stepped through the rigged airlock. The blast doors slammed shut to protect the ship and he was onboard instantly. There was no turning back now, so he focused on his mission--he was to get onboard, blend in with the humans, and report on the Phasers.
The Geralos had chosen him for this mission because of his record. He was an unmatched spy and a brilliant practitioner of the martial arts. If any one of the humans or Meluvians were to see through his ruse, he would dispatch them quickly. There was to be no failure in this mission. The future of his people depended on it, and he was honored to have been the one chosen. He ducked behind a discarded torpedo when a few soldiers walked by. They were laughing and talking about the meal they'd just had so they paid very little attention to their surroundings.
I wish this were a standard mission so that I could slit their stupid, smooth throats, Maes thought to himself. But he let it pass. There would only be blood as a last resort. He waited until the hall was empty and then stepped out once more to look around.
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