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White Wizard

Copyright© 2014 by Feral Lady

Chapter 1

The courier's environmental system was dying and so was Stephen. It was a miracle that the survey class ship was mostly intact after the surprise encounter with the unstable wormhole. Good old Murphy's Law did not care about the ship's advanced hull technology and put a meteor field in their path when exiting the unstable wormhole, pelting the thin skin of the craft. This was not some double-hulled military frigate with dozens of engineers capable of performing damage control. Instead, it was the smallest interstellar ship in service—with a pilot and a passenger, a small cargo bay and one massive engine.

The ship's sleek lines and pencil-shaped frame gave it an admired design aesthetic, along with great speed, but like other interstellar ships it could not enter a planet atmosphere. Once upon a time this was a prototype survey ship, intended to follow up on unmanned discovery probes and report back more detailed findings. The Wolfenstein ship design had lost out in competitive bidding to a larger but simpler ship from another manufacturer because the empire didn't like the "over-engineered design." Now the clan used it as a family courier ship.

Although these highly automated ships rated a clan "Webster" A.I., which was guiding the repair bots to find the hull breaches and patch them, the damage was too extensive. Whatever the A.I. had been doing wouldn't be enough to save him from a ruined and venting environmental system. When Stephen had crawled through what was left of the burnt out life support systems earlier, he could see they required a space dock's gentle touch.

Stephen realized the obvious: they were truly stuck—and then the "Webster" announced, "Robot visual inspection confirms the main engine thruster is crushed. Do you want to review the video log?"

Stephen shook his head and stated matter-of-factly, "That is not necessary. I felt the strike when the main engine went into auto-shut down."

They were out of time and the uncharted planet below was their only available destination. The A.I. did not need oxygen to run the craft in a holding orbit on guidance thrusters; it would keep the lights on long after the crew expired. As captain, Stephen launched the message torpedo with the ship's log, their status, and last known position at the wormhole with the hollow hope it could make it back to normal space lanes.

Webster reported, "The survey for the planet you have designated Von Haven is complete. The planet has a lower mass and density than our planet, so the gravity is lower then standard. It has larger seas and smaller land area. The two moons are small thus the tidal action on the oceans is moderate. Von Haven's axis tilt provides long summers and short winters. More importantly for you, there are human inhabitants."

Stephen gently touched the burn on his face and asked, "What is the executive summary on their technology and population locations?" The A.I. promptly answered, "This is largely an agrarian planet with a low technology base. The population is widely dispersed among numerous towns and villages. A few large cities are present on each continent. The primary form of assisted transportation is pack animal, horse and wagons. Primitive sailing vessels hug the coasts and move goods among port cities. Weapons are of the medieval era."

Stephen was scared now that the adrenalin rush had receded. The toxic smoke stung his old eyes and the gauge on the portable oxygen bottle blinked an angry red. He spit tiny blood drops into his mask with a cough, inhaling a deep breath. Stephen paused and looked at the floor a moment, pondering what the mother of the young man lying at his feet would feel when word reaches her of their disappearance. Actually, Von was unconscious because he had hit his head on the science survey console during maneuvers in the meteor field. This started out a simple transport mission—to bring an eighteen-year-old cadet home from his first year of military school.

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