My Kingdom Come Book 1: The Saints We See (Complete)

Chapter 40: Protected

666 standard years after the signing of the Alliance

Mik was standing in a corridor of Galor's ship. He felt a little dizzy.

"Where are we?"

Mik turned. Jonat was standing beside him. "Home. Galor's ship."

"Where's the cockpit?"

"This way." Mik began to walk the familiar path. He expected to see Galor there, but the cockpit was empty.

Jonat sat in the pilot's seat and began to type on the computer screen. Mik sat in the copilot's seat. "Do you want me to file the paperwork for landing?"

"No." Jonat answered as if he were only half listening. "We're still a few weeks out."

"Oh, right." Mik frowned. Why hadn't he remembered that?

Jonat worked quietly for a long twenty or thirty minutes, then he sighed deeply. He leaned back in the pilot's seat and rubbed his forehead. "What other rooms are on the ship?"

"Um, crew's quarters, the engine room, bathroom, cargo bay, kitchen. There's an extra cargo storage area that Galor converted into a training room."

Jonat sat thinking for a moment, his eyes still closed. "Alright. Take me to the main cargo bay."

"Okay." Mik got up and began leading the way. Something was making him uneasy. "I don't remember picking you up. What port did we pick you up in?"

"You know, the port." Jonat said vaguely.

Mik frowned and turned to look at him. "What? What do you mean 'the port'?"

Jonat smiled tiredly. "That usually works."

Mik felt dizzy for a moment. He blinked.

"Are you going to take me to the cargo bay?" Jonat asked. "I need to check on my cargo."

"Oh, right. Sorry." Mik turned and began walking towards the cargo bay. Galor was standing in front of the door with his arms crossed. Mik's face lit up. "Ga-" Dizziness hit Mik like a sledgehammer. He turned, his hands blindly seeking the wall for support. He bent double. He was going to throw up. Then, as if seeing Galor and the nausea had only been a waking dream, he was walking down the corridor towards the cargo bay again.

The Jurverian captain that had captured Mik and brought him to Chentzo was casually leaning against the door. He grinned showing his pointed teeth. Mik swallowed. His hands tightened into fists.

"Oh for the gods' sakes." A voice muttered behind Mik.

Mik felt dizzy. He swayed.

"It's all right." A hand steadied him. Mik opened his eyes. Star was sitting on the floor in front of the cargo door playing a board game. Star looked up and smiled at Mik. "Come play!"

"Fuck." A voice muttered behind Mik.

Mik turned. Jonat was standing there. He looked tired. "Oh! Hi Jonat. What are you doing here?"

"I just need to check on the cargo and let Galor know if it's gobsninger."

Mik blinked. "What?"

"I'm checking on the cargo for Galor. Can I get by you and Star?"

"Oh, sure." Mik turned around. Star was gone. He opened the heavy cargo door and stepped inside.

Mik was standing in the market just outside the docks. Merchants were calling out their wares. Children were running through the market giggling and playing. Mik took a deep breath of the fresh air, savoring the scents of cooking food.