Forerunners of Bosk
awoke to laughter, harsh laughter. His
head pounded and his mouth felt like stale cotton.
Slightly opening his eyes, Buck saw several men standing over him.
well, the sleeping prince awakes,” a somewhat familiar voice said. “You see, Garrott, I told you I had brought you live
sat up quickly, instantly regretting that move as the pounding increased
to almost unbearable proportions. He rubbed his temples briefly to try and
ease the pain. Seeing Hawk
unconscious on the ground near him, he gazed up at his captors. With Flagg
was someone else he recognized. “Getting
to be old home week, I see,” he muttered.
“What rock did you crawl out from under, Leegrand?”
your jokes, Rogers. Soon,
however, you won’t be in the mood to make wisecracks.
You’ll be too busy staying alive,” Leegrand said.
He then pointedly ignored Buck and turned to another man, one the
terran didn’t recognize.
began to stand up, but at a motion from Leegrand a guard pointed his
pistol and fired, again sending Buck into unconsciousness.
smiled in satisfaction. “So
satisfying,” he murmured. Turning
his attention back to the other man, he said.
“Are your facilities ready for these two?”
as my contacts have always been ready for anyone who doesn’t fit into
society,” Garrott said with a short laugh.
“I have been wondering why your boss hasn’t utilized our
services before now.”
he preferred more permanent and quicker solutions to getting rid of
enemies. I think he
would like this touch, though, especially for these two,” Leegrand
dealt with a birdman either,” Garrott said.
“For that matter, my contact only has a limited number of
non-humans. Most of them
recent. It will be
interesting how well this birdman does.”
enough to suit both of us,” Leegrand replied.
“Of course, if someone comes snooping there will be no evidence
of either, correct?”
have not had any repercussions to their ‘re-education’ efforts thus
far. You needn’t
don’t know these vermins’ friends.
They are very determined,” Leegrand said tersely.
make sure of your back trail, because if the terran’s friends make it
here it will be because you and your men slipped up, not me.”
get them to Bosk and I’ll feel ever so much better,” Leegrand growled. Then he began to smile.
“You have no idea, Rogers, none whatsoever.” He turned back to Garrott.
“I want to accompany you. I
want to see them when they wake up.”
just nodded and smiled in return. These
two were prime and would give several decent years of service. They had better; he had spent a great many credits on them
already. Surreptitiously, he
glanced at Erik Kormand’s deputy. Leegrand
had not told him how his boss had ended up in a prison cell in Cronis, nor
had he even acknowledged the fact, but rumors like that had a way of
getting around and Garrott had heard it from several sources.
He didn’t doubt that somehow these two had some responsibility in
Kormand’s capture. No
matter, he thought, they would still work—or die.
Now he smiled. Actually
it was ‘they will work and then die.’
They would never leave Bosk alive.
felt the cold uneven floor beneath him and he knew, even before he had
fully awakened, that he was in a cave.
And within seconds of his first revelation, he knew he had been
stripped of his hard outer clothing, his kiripani, or armor of rank.
He felt the shock of that violation to his person no less than he
would have a high voltage electric current.
was all he could do to keep from jerking up, finding out who had done this
unthinkable deed and demand the return of his honor garb.
But instead, he barely opened his eyes, studying his surroundings
as surreptitiously as he could.
was a cave, almost the size of the Searcher’s recreation room.
It was lit by electrical power, but there the amenities ended.
The walls were rough hewn, the ceilings only tall enough to keep a
tall person from hitting his head. In
some places there were fissures and cracks, but the darkness hid how far
upward they extended. The
floor, of course, was uncovered, bare stone that held no heat.
A few feet away, Hawk saw Buck sprawled on the cave floor,
unconscious. His flight suit
had been changed into something of a non-descript nature, light gray pants
and a light gray shirt. Only
his boots had been left on him. Hawk
had no doubt that he was dressed similarly.
foot nudged his side. “I
know you’re awake, birdman. Get
up,” a voice commanded. “And
don’t try anything, or you’ll find yourself eating that cave floor.”
making any kind of escape attempt, Hawk knew he had to learn more, and he
also had to find out Buck’s condition.
Slowly, he got to his feet, his eyes assessing his total
surroundings as discreetly as he could.
“Where are we?” he asked.
cold-eyed human stood in front of him, a laser pistol precluding any kind
of overt movement. “Birdman,
learn something now.”
am Hawk.” The declaration
was as much for himself as for this human.
He was Hawk, Sky Warrior, Star Warrior of the Tane-rapanui.
It was something he had to say even as he knew where he was and
what this human was about to say. He
was in a prison, something he had vowed would never happen. It seemed unbelievable that their captors had been so easily
able to get into their shuttle and overpower them.
are nothing, birdman. You
have no name here.” The human spat out.
“You answer to whatever name you are called, even if it’s slug
dung.” The man stared
intently into his eyes.
merely gazed back, expressionless. He
would not give him the benefit of any kind of satisfaction over his
capture and imprisonment. “How
is my friend?”
will live, not that it is of any concern to you now.”
The man continued to stare at him.
Looking for some kind of chink in his armor.
turned to check Buck for himself.
think about it, vermin, unless you want to join him.”
stood tall and again said nothing.
this, birdman. Your life is
mine. Your only hope to leave
here alive is to work. You
work hard and produce for the company, you might get to leave a bit
cause trouble or slack and you will live a short, miserable life.
Production adds points. Points
earned mean freedom.”
Hawk said nothing, sensing that the only way out of here was either
through death or escape. He
would seek for the latter.
you understand what I am saying?”
said nothing, only giving a slight imperceptible nod.
once you leave this room you will say nothing.
Newcomers are not allowed to communicate until their period of
probation is past. You do
exactly what you are told and we will get along fine.”
He gazed again at Hawk, waiting for some response, but as before
there wasn’t anything more than a nod.
Seemingly uncomfortable under the birdman’s scrutiny, the human
turned to one of the guards. “Wake
him up,” he ordered, pointing to Buck.
“And get this one out of here,” referring to Hawk.
Dr. Beros, it would be easier to orient them together,” the guard
argue with me. These two are
better off being kept separate,” Beros said, glancing over at his other
guest, Erik Kormand’s lieutenant, Leegrand.
The man seemed to agree with his assessment.
The birdman turned and gazed deeply into his eyes even as he was
being shoved out the door. Again,
Beros felt distinctly uncomfortable and he was glad when the alien was
gone. As the door slid closed
behind the birdman, the guard was kneeling, using the sonic prod to rouse
Rogers groaned, then in a move that both surprised and alarmed Beros, the
terran grabbed the guard’s hand, jerking the controller from his grasp,
then raising up enough to grasp the guard’s collar.
Rogers yanked his tormentor toward him.
“You use that cattle prod on me again and I’ll shove it down
had his laser pistol out, but Beros motioned him to wait.
“I would suggest that you release my guard, Rogers. It’s very obvious that you have no chance of escape.”
smiled grimly. “I was only
making my point,” he said, shoving the guard away from him and getting
to his feet. He tossed the sonic prod into a far corner.
could only assume that Rogers had been partially conscious during his
conversation with the birdman, but he wouldn’t inquire into that.
It was of little consequence whether he was or not. The only consequence was that Rogers and his friend work
enough to pay back the price for which they were sold to him.
And enough to make the deal profitable for him.
The man in front of him appeared to be very healthy and, if the
little demonstration was any indication, strong.
The other thing that was of consequence was that Rogers understand
who was in charge here on Bosk.
Despite his little display of insolence and independence, Rogers
would learn to obey and to obey quickly.
And he would work. The worth of any slave here in the mines was how much
crillite he could harvest before he died.
“Let me make my point, prisoner,” Beros said, staring directly
into Rogers’ eyes.
What was my crime?”
smiled. “You figure it out,
forerunner. In the meantime, listen to me and listen well.”
Beros paused and smiled slightly when he saw that he had the
terran’s attention. “You
are here. You will work. If you work hard, do exactly what you are told, you will earn
points toward your eventual release.”
warden, is a bunch of BS and you know it as well as I do.
The only way I suspect anyone gets released from here is in a body
now thought he understood a bit of Leegrand’s eagerness for this enemy
of Kormand’s to be brought here. But
without warning, slammed one fist into Rogers’ stomach and the other to
the side of the prisoner’s head. Rogers
found himself sitting on the hard ground, groggily shaking his head.
first thing you will learn is that you don’t talk back to your
superiors,” Beros said evenly, even as he rubbed his knuckles.
“And everyone here is your superior, forerunner.”
gazed up at the man he assumed was the head of this operation and
refrained from making any comments about who was superior.
At this point, the man and his guards were superior insofar as the
condition of his body was concerned.
He rubbed his jaw where the warden’s fist had connected.
“Mind if I get up, warden? It’s
kind of cold down here.”
I do mind. You sit there and
you are right. One such as
you will not earn points necessary to be released.
But the harder you work, the more obedient you are, the longer you
live.” Beros paused and
looked meaningfully at the man on the floor.
“And the longer your bird friend lives,” he added meaningfully.
When he saw Rogers’ eyes narrow, Beros knew he had hit upon the
right means of controlling this man.
It was not his usual method, but whatever would get the most work
out of his prisoners, insofar as it was feasible, he would do it.
He continued, “You, like all new prisoners, will be under
probationary solitary for the first fourteen days.
There will be no communication.
You will not speak unless spoken to by a guard or a privileged or
myself. Do you understand?”
paused a moment, weighing his options.
There were none, except to see where this train was going to take
him and hope to get off at an appropriate time.
“Sure, warden,” he finally said.
“What’s a forerunner?” he asked, picking up on what the man
said earlier. Even while he tried to put up a noble front, Buck was
seething inside, a cauldron of anger, guilt and despair. He pushed the despair out of his mind. While he was in one piece there was always hope that
something would turn the tide of this situation.
The anger, he forced to a tolerable level. The recriminations were useless as well.
Somehow, Buck felt that he would need to save all of his energy to
survive and escape.
will be explained to you later, prisoner,” Beros said tersely, ready to
send Rogers on to indoctrination. “Get
up now and don’t try anything you’ll regret.”
looked at the well-armed guards, noticed Leegrand standing in the corner,
pleased with what was going on, and then brought his attention back to the
warden. He would have to go
along with all this for now, look for any opportunities to turn this to
his favor. Hawk was still
alive, no thanks to him and his inattentiveness, Buck thought bitterly.
However, they were both still alive and while they were alive,
there was hope for escape as well as for help from the Searcher.
Although Leegrand had planned well, there was no such thing as a
perfect crime. Somewhere,
sometime, Wilma and the admiral were going to find a clue.
In the meantime…. “I
want to thank you for your warm welcome to this particularly lovely spot
in Paradise, Warden,” Buck quipped with a smile.
This time, he found that the small act, his words, insignificant as
they were, made him feel a bit better.
frowned. “I am Dr. Beros,
the administrator. Not
warden, as you call it.”
Doc. Old Earth term, but it
means the same thing,” Buck replied.
He looked over at Leegrand, even as a guard pushed him in the ribs
with his laser rifle. “Oh,
and Leegrand, give Erik my regards when you go visit him on Cronis.”
felt his hand moving toward his pistol, but didn’t follow through.
“We’ll see how much joking you’re doing in a month, Rogers.
And rest assured, Erik Kormand won’t remain on Cronis very
gave him a knowing grin even as he was led out of the room.
The smile faded. Was
Leegrand bluffing, or did he know something?
But he had no way of finding out other than watching for an
opportunity to escape. He was led into a larger room, one with rows of
benches. This, too, was built
into the rock of the cave system, three of the walls a dark granite-like
material, the fourth raw metal. There
were no windows, of course. A
group of prisoners was being escorted out, about ten people, all dressed
alike. Buck was startled to
note that one was Hawk. A briefest glance and a few quick signals in sign language
and his friend was gone. Buck
didn’t even have time to respond before Hawk was gone.
as Hawk had taught him some of his ancestral language, so also had Buck
begun teaching Hawk American Sign Language.
Hawk had made a very succinct statement with only a few motions of
his fingers. He had
signed his own name, a sure declaration of identity in this place where
there was none and then he had said, ‘we will be free!’
down, prisoner,” a guard ordered. “It
may be a while.”
he felt the hard sting of the sonic prod, and gave an involuntary cry.
were told to only speak when told to.
Otherwise you are to remain silent at all times,” the guard said,
wisely standing just out of Buck’s reach.
It was the same guard that Buck had taken the prod from earlier.
glanced at the sonic prod and nodded.
the guard said and sauntered off to the other side of the room where he
sat down in a chair facing Buck.
extremely tall, black man entered through the door on the opposite side of
the room. He was so tall that
he had to duck through the doorway. He
didn’t sit down next to him, but he only stood by the door watching him. The tall man had no weapon or communication device and he was
wearing the same non-descript gray outfit that he was wearing, so Buck
assumed the newcomer was something akin to a trustee.
short squatty man entered through the same door he had come through and
looked at Buck in disgust. “Why
in the world you couldn’t have been indoctrinated with the others,
I’ll never know,” he said.
just shrugged, seeing the indolent, yet watchful gaze of the guard.
have been assigned to be a forerunner.
It is your job to lay the charges and clear the new tunnels for the
miners to dig the crillite that your charges dislodge.
It’s strenuous, but you get more points for the duty.”
Buck mused. His thoughts must
have shown on his face, because the black man gave a knowing smirk.
will be using a rock cannon and cellenite charges. The cannon will find or
create the fissures that the charges will be placed in.
You will be trained in packing and setting the cellenite, the
programming of the detonators and all other aspects of being a forerunner.
And do not think of using your charges to make an escape.
There is a remote detonator that blows any escape-minded forerunner
into so many little atoms.”
saw the guard watching him carefully and raised his hand, feeling much
like a recalcitrant schoolboy.
lecturer frowned. “What?”
is as dangerous as hell. What
safeguards do you employ?”
to keep you alive if you use your brains, forerunner.”
He glanced at the black man. “Prisoner
two-thirty-nine will personally train you.
He nodded to the guard and then turned and left.
Prisoner two-thirty-nine beckoned and Buck got up and followed, the
guard watching as he went through the door behind the tall prisoner.
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