Hey, I'm Fiber. Fiber Silkington. I'm a member of the "Peace Soldiers," which, judging by the name you should probably know a little of what it is already. We're a group of people who get rid of threats through the M32 galaxy as you humans call it, and we're starting research to get to other galaxies, such as the Andromeda or Milky Way. But, it's still in research. We've estimated it to be about 87% percent done, though. Wait, I'm rambling. I bet you want to start reading about my journey. Well, let's go.
So, we're on the PS (Peace Soldier) P87 cruise ship, which, although it belongs to a group of pretty much assassins, but good assassins, but still, we do allow civilians to climb aboard. Mostly because this thing is so dang huge. Take a dwarf star, for example. Multiply it's surface area by 3. It's pretty dang big. But, I'm in an office, hanging out, eating some Crystal on a Cone, which is kinda like human Ice cream, but the ice crystals on Crystals on Cones are a lot bigger. Like, about the size of stakes, if you're looking to waste 12 toks. Oh, right, toks. That's our currency. It's about 1.5 times your money's value. 1 tok = $1.50. Which means $8 in human money is one stake-sized Crystal Cone. But yeah. I have a dark red chair, black desk, and a computer on my desk. It's not super-thin though. Our computers can be designed to fit our preferences. If you're into planes, you can have a wing-shaped disk drive. Ya like cars? Engine-based desktop case. And so on. But, I'm playing some games, when, suddenly, alarms start blaring. I quickly get up and run to the commander's office. Yes, he's fine when people do this. I run to him and ask, "What's going on?"
"Some mysterious figure appeared on Floor 34 and has been murdering everyone! Fiber, you're one of our best crew members, get him!"
"Yes, sir!" I reply. By the way, I'm translating the speech.
I run down to Floor 34 using stairs because elevators are too slow and jump down, and then grabbing on to a railing to Floor 34. I jump up and run into the main room. Blood is... well, not as much as I expected. A small puddle here and there, not much. But corpses are spread out a lot. So I get to one, find a print (like a fingerprint) and use an analyzer to find the culprit. As I read the print, the machine goes blank. Just a white screen. I look behind me, and I see something I was never expecting.
Trevor. My brother.
As I lunge to capture him, he takes a step back.
"Heh. You think you can capture me?" He says in a low voice.
Then he just disappears. Without a trace.
Well, now I know what my orders are already.
The commander walks in the room.
"You know what to do."
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Silkington: The Story
Science FictionA story about an alien (he looks like a human, he's not some horrible monster) who is part of a group designed to remove serious threats from the galaxy and restore peace. In this book you will read (I think) about his journeys throughout the galaxy...