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Prysus Zier

Part Two: Old Memories


Prysus wakes up screaming in agonizing pain. Without even thinking, he clutches his chest. He is sitting in the copilot seat of a Galaxy Defense Force (G.D.F.) transport ship. A woman's voice calls out to him, "Pry, are you okay?"

He winces as he tries to push through the pain. His breathing is still heavy, but is beginning to slow as he regains control. "Yeah, I'm fine."

The woman asking the question is sitting in the pilot seat of the ship and her name is Yara Ferinn. Her body is covered in a white fur and there are light grey stripes marking that run across it. She was born on the artic world of Halrusian. It is an amazement any creatures can survive in its harsh environment, but her people manage to thrive and make a beautiful culture unlike any other in the Tesmiut Galaxy. As she looks at him with concern, she asks, "Old wound acting up again?"

 He feigns a smile. "Old memories have a way of doing that."

"You know, we've been working together for five years now, both professional ... and personal. You never did tell me what happened that day on the station."

"It's not easy to talk about."

She turns her attention back to where she is headed. "All right then, I won't push the issue."

Prysus sighs. Then he responds, "It was eleven years ago, my twelfth birthday to be precise. I was visiting my father on the space station he was assigned. Because it was positioned at the edge of our galaxy, I didn't get to see him much." He lets out a chuckle. "It took me a week to get there. I had to jump from transport to transport; riding in cargo holds of some, do menial tasks for payment on others, whatever it took just to get there. Funny thing is I was only going to be allowed to stay for two days."

There is a far away look in his eyes as he thinks about it. "None of that mattered though. I was just happy to have the chance to see him. On my first night there, the captain hailed him while we were eating dinner. There was a power conduit that needed to be fixed immediately. With the station being on the edge of the known universe, they only had a light crew and that put my father as the most qualified man for the job."

Yara looks at him as he retells the story. Her two golden eyes watch him and reflect her concern. He continues, "I tagged along because I didn't want to waste a moment of our time together. While he was working, the captain made an announcement to head to the emergency shelters to brace for an energy anomaly headed straight for us. I didn't realize at the time why my father didn't head for shelter and continued to work on the conduit, but it supplied power to the station's shields. If the conduit wasn't fixed in time the station probably wouldn't have survived the anomaly."

"As it came near, I could feel my hairs standing on end. My whole body tingled with anticipation. I don't know why, I guess just the stupidity of youth, but I ran onto the observation deck to get a closer look at it. It was like a ripple in space headed right for us. There were flashes and swirls of colors, and the most amazing sparkling lights." He speaks about it still with amazement and fascination, as if he was still a little kid looking at a wondrous light show.

His expression soon returns to a more tormented look. "When it hit I was knocked unconscious. Reports suggest the same thing happened to the rest of the crew. My father did manage to fix the conduit though, he probably saved us all. When I awoke I found one of the crew had gone insane and was killing anyone he found." He strokes the area of his chest where he the scar still remains hidden under his clothes.

"He ... he killed my father. He tried to kill me as well. Had it not been for the interference of the G.D.F., I would have died like the others. Out of the entire crew, only five of us survived. The rest either died mysteriously of natural causes or were killed before the G.D.F. could arrive. They managed to save me before I bleed to death."

Prysus suddenly stands up and moves towards the back of the cockpit. He pauses as he faces the door to the back of the ship. Yara says, "It must be painful, you don't need to talk about it anymore. I'm sorry I asked."

He replies, "No, I need to talk about it. I've kept it inside so long it will consume me if I don't."

"All right then. How did the G.D.F. even know to show up?"

He turns to look at her and leans against the wall. With a thump, his head hits the wall and he shifts his eyes to look at the ceiling. "Apparently, after the anomaly hit, they lost contact with the station for over a week. They sent a ship to investigate what happened, that's when they found me. I don't have any memory of that week, nor do any of the other survivors."

"But if we were all unconscious the entire time, that means we survived over a week without food or water. It's just not possible. Something happened, I just can't remember what," he says frustrated as he lifts his head and hits it lightly on the wall again. "I still wonder what happened during that week, what happened that a man went insane enough to try and kill the entire crew, about why my father had to die." He lifts up his hand and looks at it. "How did I get these powers?"

Prysus remains quiet as he is lost in thought. Yara asks, "So what happened to the other survivors?"

Her question brings him back to the present. He answers, "With research, they discovered all five of us developed some kind of powers. The crewman who went insane developed the ability to create hand weapons out of thin air, weapons powerful enough to rip through a titanium door. The G.P.D. had to kill him to stop him. I don't know about the rest of their powers, but two of them went insane as well. It seems a side effect of the mutation we underwent."

"The two were locked up an insanity ward. As for the other one who managed to keep his mind, I don't know what happened to him. He probably wouldn't be hard to recognize though, in addition to these powers, all five of us suffered from physical mutations as well." He grabs a chunk of his hair. It is hard as steel. "That is when my hair and eyes turned silver. I use to have brown hair and blue eyes ... or so I'm told, I honestly can't remember anymore. Regardless of my appearance, I heard he suffered the worst of us all."