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“Wait—” I began but couldn’t get another word out as the ship’s underside ejected.
The force slammed me into the ceiling, knocking the air from my lungs.
I had but a fraction of a second to react before I would be hurled into the floor, and I hastily wrapped my arms around my head.
An instant later — CRASH!
The hull slammed into the ground and I heard at least one rib crack under the impact.
Groaning, I looked up in time to see the main ship slide through the earth up ahead, carving through it like a hot energy blade through stone.
It’s okay, I told myself. It’s still in one piece. I can—
An instant later, a torpedo slammed into it.
There was a momentary delay before the explosion, and Computer said over the speaker system:
“It has been an honor to serve you, Prince—”
BOOM!
The entire ship erupted into a fireball of orange and blue as the fuel core ignited.
I had to shield my eyes as the light was so bright.
I took a moment to gather myself.
I sighed and shook my head. “And I was one payment away from owning it, too. Now, I’m pissed.”
I yanked the plasma rifle from the wall and snapped it to my back.
Then I added two more blasters to my person and an energy blade to my belt.
I pulled myself from the wreckage, momentarily disoriented.
The craft was beyond repair, black smoke billowing out of its side.
The mission had not changed.
My priority was Emilia.
* * *
I activated a handheld tracker, its screen illuminating with a pulsing blue dot — representing this Emilia creature.
The Vendikar must be desperate to claim this world if they risked breaking intergalactic protocols and shooting a Prince’s ship from the sky.
It was a written Rule that no advanced species were to ever allow semi-intelligent species to know of our existence or share advanced technology.
Weapons in the hands of children were dangerous.
The streets were more chaotic than I had anticipated.
Earthlings hustled and bustled about, the rhythms of their daily life playing out.
Despite my Earthling disguise, my tall stature, armored attire, and the visible energy blades strapped to my back attracted a myriad of reactions — children pointing with wide-eyed wonder, adults retracting in mild fear, some pulling out devices to capture my image.
So much for keeping a low profile.
