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Frankenstein
Supra
Project Book 1
by
A.D. Wayne
Genre:
Horror, High Science Fiction
Frankie
is a 21st-century computer programmer, turned ufologist when she is
approached by the members of the LSS Slicer crew. The starship being
commanded by Captain Caldwell. She becomes their most significant
asset in the temporal war. Their enemies were ready to die for a
spectre of her DNA. The Dome and Rakes in the Scorpius Quadrant
forged a betrothal with the Orion Quadrant’s defence, the Alliance.
Nowhere is safe anymore. Within Frankie’s DNA, is the infinite
knowledge of the Greys. It hides within it how to revive their
technology and share their knowledge. Frankie had to remain safe.
Like her life, if compromised, could easily mean the end of the Milky
Way. Life as she knew, completely shredded. Caldwell promised to keep
Earth’s history safe by using Frankie’s knowledge of her home,
untainted by the Dome’s time traveling. Caldwell would use Frankie
to re-establish her timeline and all others until the Dome’s
complete alienation. Not everyone believed Caldwell deserved trust.
The mission: save time and space from the 26th century at all costs.
The
ship now seemed entirely emptied, and she got a message on her
earpiece, “Frank! Answer me! Did we hear an explosion, are
you, all right? For fuck sake, Frank answer!” She turned on her
vocal emitter, and said, “Yes, I caused the explosion.” Her
superior officer, Commander King, had orders to keep Frankie safe at
all costs, and right now, she was several hundred meters away from
him in a ship full of very hungry Rakes, “How the fuck do you
suggest coming back? You blew up the only passage to their working
teleportal beam!” Frankie,
with a cool tone in her voice, answered, “It was a risk I was
willing to take.” The Commander didn’t find it one bit amusing,
“That’s funny because see. I am the Commander, and you’re the
Lieutenant. I make the decision, you follow my orders.” Frankie
followed a curving corridor and decided to slow down, “Yeah, well I
came here to chew bubblegum, and kickass. I have two plasma guns with
a few shots left, and no bubble gum. You do the math.” Frankie
knew Commander Nakamo King wouldn’t understand her reference.
Nobody on her ship understood her puns from the twenty-first century
since she was the only one out from her timeline. She then turned off
the device entirely. Frankie knew she would find her crewmates
approaching the place where they were ambushed by Rakes, that
according to King, weren’t supposed to be onboard the abandoned
ship. The air was heavy and humid, the stink of the place burned
inside Frankie’s nostrils who wanted to beam out of the ship as
soon as she could. But first, she had to free her men. Frankie
might not have been military material, or at least she thought so
until saved by Icefall
II’s
Captain. But she had proven herself time, and time again. All those
hours spent playing warfare video games were suddenly paying off, and
helped protect herself from something she possessed that made her
quite precious to the Captain of her ship. The
cries were loud, long, and agonizing. The mumbling, and what sounded
like the chewing sounds of animals crawled its way to Frankie’s
ears who feared what she was about to see when turning to the room on
her right. She looked at her forearm bracer where it displayed a
monitor screen of all Icefall
II members.
She saw the fainted life signs of her crewmates and then turned on
the 3D holographic blueprint of the ship showing that on her left
would be the feasting room. She
closed her eyes, knelt to the ground as slowly as she could, and
crawled close to the entrance of the room. Once opened, what she saw,
created a sudden gag reflux. There was no more time to be discreet,
as she threw up bile on herself. She jumped on her feet and shot the
two crewmates. Both of them hung from the ceiling by metallic hooks
resembling ones used by fishermen. It pierced through
the bruised flesh on their backs. Denuded, the two men were hanging,
their head falling forwards. A wide X incision covered their abdomen,
buckets at their feet, letting the blood drip down as Rakes exposed
their tongues. When
Frankie saw the scene, she expected as much, but not for both crewmen
to lift their heads up, orbits emptied from their eyeballs, and
screaming without a tongue to articulate their pain. She shot them
both between the eyes, and their heads fell forward instantly once
she shot them both out of their misery. Twenty-eight Rakes came
forward, angry, as they showed their long curving claws perfect to
grip their prey as she stepped back. Frankie analyzed the situation
rapidly and calculated her chances of survival if she ran through the
ship. 9%. Not high
enough. She
thought to herself, she needed another strategy. Frankie
noticed a tall man with a black uniform, and a helmet covering his
head. Impossible to see through, she blinked and hoped her ocular
scanning lenses took a picture. She noticed his belt with a scarab
looking device attached to it. “You’ll have to do mate!” She
propelled herself onto the man, elbowed his head, and then his
stomach before injecting herself with the decoding serum, and entered
the code, “Sextans A, NGC 3115, Slicer
LSS,
Authorization Code 05bw3d.” Frankie
shot at the Rakes coming her way until she felt her body
dematerializing leaving a sensation of absolute relaxation. Then
everything disappeared until she felt stretched out into a tube and
instantly rematerialized. “What was the idea,
Lieutenant Stein?” “Yes, I’m happy I’m
alive too.” “Lieutenant!” Frankie got back on her
feet. The man covered in a black military suit was about to lift
himself up, so Frankie kicked his head and knocked him out for the
third time. She walked down the circular Decoder pedestal, holding
her head with one hand. She was covered in soot and sweating like she
just went for a hundred-kilometer marathon. King was yelling at her.
She had to follow his orders when away on missions. Then Frankie felt
shivers grabbing onto her spine crawling its way to the back of her
neck when he walked in the room. “Lieutenant Stein,
what is this Khe Agent doing on my ship?” It
seemed as if Frankie lost her words, the entire language indeed. She
walked back to the Khe Agent, grabbed his teleportal device also
known as a PBU, and unlocked his helmet. She then caught on to its
ocular lenses on his eyeballs and retrieved the chip placed in his
bracer. She walked down the Decoder and handed it to Captain
Caldwell, who had turned forty-nine years old the week before. “This
Khe Agent was the relic we were looking for.” Frankie admitted, “I
read his signature when we teleported about the supposedly abandoned
ship.” She mentioned slowly looking at her superior officer with a
frowned as he affirmed the wrecked ship deserted by the crew. “These
objects, once I analyze them, will prove to be the missing parts of
previous encoded Grey artifacts left behind. It also proves our
theory of the Rakes working alongside the Dome…um…Sir.” Frankie
looked down when her Captain asked with his grave, and commanding
voice, “How were you able to use the PBU? You needed access to a
Rake code.” Frankie wasn’t about to reveal all of her secrets to
her Captain, and so she answered, “As for the Portable Beaming
Unit, I…um” She cleared her throat before King said, “She
disobeyed my orders, and went on a silly mission to—” Caldwell
raised his hand before King, and uninterestingly nodded, his eyes
fixed on Frankie, “Yes, yes, yes, subordination, who gives a fuck
Commander. We’re at war.” He
had Frankie look into his eyes, “How did you get that code?” She
had to think fast, “I hacked their system, and copied one of their
codes when I knew a Khe Agent was onboard the ship.” Captain
Caldwell smiled, “Moved the prisoner to the brig until Dr. Gillman
can start the rehabilitation process.” Before leaving the room,
Caldwell glanced at Frankie one last time, subtly winked, and grinned
before saying, “Good work, Lieutenant.” Followed by, “Both of
you take a shower, and report to Dr. Gillman.” Frankie
couldn’t help but smile, and with the objects in her hands, about
to walk out she felt King’s grip on her shoulder. She knew he would
again lecture her about how the Captain was a weirdo, and not to let
him inside her head. He tried his best to have the Captain lose
interest in Frankie, but it never worked. She would get away with
many things, but then again, “I’m not a real soldier, Nakamo.”
She said.
A.D.
Wayne started writing before she knew how. Always surrounded by books
and encyclopedias, she was curious about what treasures lay hidden
within each page. Wayne wrote her first novel when she was only
twelve years old and continued to come up with new spooky stories
almost every day. Her passion for vampires and history, had her
fulfill her dream of becoming an author, who would make “monster
nerds” like herself happy. A.D. Wayne is obsessed with research,
dark sciences, writing, and always learning. She has diplomas in
editing, blogging, social media, self-publishing, creative writing,
novel writing, ufology, and astronomy. She is a Paranormal Expert
by Quora standards. She has a passion for learning, and her novels
reflect her ever-growing desire to know more about ancient history
and parapsychology. She writes twisted horror stories but doesn’t
forget to add the passion.
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