Kenyon: Knight of Chivalry

  Kenyon

  Kinghts of the Future

  T.J. Quinn

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  Copyright © 20187 by T.J. Quinn

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  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

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  CONTENTS

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

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  Ancient Egypt… The first Gisa Pyramid was being built when God Anubis decided to visit the planet to check on it. For centuries, he and his family had been guiding the Egyptians towards a life style so far unknown to those living on the small blue planet.

  But this time, his visit hid a special motif.

  Aneksi tried to feel as excited as all the rest of the girls in town for the emissary’s visit. She wasn’t as convinced as everybody else of the god’s power or even their will to protect her people. She had seen too many injustices, too many unforgivable acts that made her doubt about the god’s existence.

  Despite her disbelief, she was summoned to become the emissary’s company and though she wished she could say no, her people’s tradition wouldn’t let her to. But that wouldn’t have stopped her, if she actually hated the man… another force, one she couldn’t even explain or describe was the one making her say yes…

  Passion and desire had been rushing through her whole body ever since she had laid her eyes on him, and she couldn’t wait to see where that would take her…

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  Chapter One

  Kenyon looked through the viewscreen at the new planet they were going to explore. It certainly looked promising, but so had the last two they had been too. One of them was inhabited by hostile aliens that seemed to be fond of dining on other alien species and the other one, despite its green look barely had oxygen in its atmosphere.

  With a bit of luck, this one would be perfect for their client. Ethan, his boss, had found a planet that suited their client’s needs perfectly, but the place was ruled by some tyrants, and unless they got rid of the tyrannical rulers, they couldn’t even present the planet to him.

  Gideon and Jaffar hadn’t had any luck either. The planets they had visited weren’t very appealing, and they were running out of options, at least in the solar systems they had been exploring.

  “So, do you think this is the one?” Samantha asked, taking a seat next to him.

  Kenyon glanced at the small woman and smiled. Her presence on board his vessel had undoubtedly made things a lot more interesting than they usually were. Samantha was a vivacious woman, and she surely had more energy than a dynamo.

  “One can hope, right?” he replied, staring back at the planet they were approaching.

  “One sure can,” she nodded.

  “You haven’t been very lucky either,” he pointed out, tilting his big head to look at her.

  She let out a deep sigh. “No, I haven’t. But I haven’t lost hope, yet. There has to be a place for me out there, I’m sure of it.”

  Samantha had joined them on this mission because she wanted to find a new place to live. Planet Earth was completely destroyed after the wars and those that could fled from the planet. It took a lot of credits to even try something like that and a regular, nine-to-five worker, could only dream of gathering such a sum.

  Women had it a bit easier if they were willing to mate an alien they had never met, through the hundreds of mail order brides’ agencies that had shown up on Earth. Samantha had escaped that fate when she met Ethan and became his personal assistant.

  Ethan ran the perfect kind of business to help her get out – the cyborg searched for the right planet for his clients to move onto. Their current client was Kawan Gyeon, a very influential Korean man that had decided it was time for him and his people to leave the dying planet.

  With such a prominent client, it was all hands-on-deck to find the right location, and Samantha had convinced Ethan to allow her to come along on this trip so she could search for a place to move into.

  “I still don’t understand why you don’t wait for Ethan. You know he wants to move his company as soon as we finish this job,” he said, puzzled.

  “It’s time for me to find my own life, my own future. Ethan is a great guy, but he’s overprotective,” she said, with another sigh. “You know he’s like a big brother to me, but sometimes he takes that role way too seriously. Besides, I want to try new things.”

  “I understand. But the universe is a dangerous place for a woman alone,” he warned her, noticing

  “I know… but I have been taking care of myself for longer than I can remember. I’m sure I’ll be fine, as soon as I find the right place.”

  “Let’s hope this planet is what we’ve been looking for,” he said with a smile.

  She smiled back, but her smile soon faded. “Have you heard from Jaffar? It’s not like him to be out of contact,” she asked, worried.

  “No, I haven’t. I figure he’s in a place with too much interference. Either way, Ethan has asked us to start looking for him and we will, as soon as we’ve checked out this planet,” he assured her.

  “Good. I can’t shake the feeling that something bad happened,” she said, shuddering a bit.

  “Bite your tongue woman. You’ll see it’s just a communication issue.”

  She sighed as she jumped to her feet. “I truly hope you’re right.”

  “I’m always right, didn’t you know that?” he teased her, getting up as well.

  She snorted and walked out of the control room.

  “Do you really believe it’s just a matter of interference?” Matthew, his pilot, asked, with a slight frown.

  “No, unfortunately, I don’t. Jaffar would have sent us a message somehow. Something bad has happened,” he replied, with a somber tone. “But there’s no use worrying Samantha any more than she already is.”

  Matthew nodded. Like most of Ethan’s men, he was a cyborg, and his logical brain kept telling him the odds weren’t favorable to the missing ship. “Yes, you’re right,” he agreed with his commander.

  “Has anyone contacted us yet?” Kenyon asked Anthony, his communication engineer.

  “No, there’s no sign of intelligent life on this planet, boss,” Anthony replied. “But the oxygen levels are beyond perfect, and there seems to be more than enough water. We just have to check if it’s potable,” he added.

  “And check the wildlife. We don’t need more nasty surprises,” Steven, the vessel’s Captain added, s
cowling.

  They had been on a planet where even the most harmless looking flower was a killer, and the insects were the size of their palms.

  “Right,” Kenyon agreed, chuckling.

  “Should I send a probe ahead?” Anthony asked.

  “Yes, send four. Program them to fly over all the continents, as fast as possible and collect all information possible,” Kenyon ordered.

  “Where do you want me to land?” Steven asked, examining the biggest continent’s coastline, ahead of them.

  “Check for a clearing, perhaps somewhere near a river or a lake,” he suggested looking at the big screen too.

  Steven accessed the images they were receiving from their cameras and searched for a place like the one Kenyon had described. There were a few and soon he had at least a half dozen displayed on the screen.

  “Let me know which one,” Steven said.

  Kenyon examined the screen for a few seconds and finally pointed at one spot near a huge lake.

  Steven set the course, and just a few minutes later they were preparing to land. The place was quite paradisiacal.

  Kenyon gathered a few of his men and went exploring in a small all-terrain vehicle, after ordering the rest of the crew to stay inside the vessel. Samantha protested a bit, but she knew Kenyon would not budge on that matter.

  After a few hours exploring, they came to the conclusion that the place seemed safe enough. The vegetation was luxurious, and they found a lot of fruit trees. They took samples from the trees and all kinds of herbs and plants that were potentially edible.

  There were also a few huge wild animals, some ferocious predators, others prey animals they could probably hunt as well, but Kenyon was sure they wouldn’t be that hard to keep away from the people. They could always live behind walls, like in the colonies Ethan had found on Dreshan.

  They returned to where the vessel had landed when the sun was about to disappear in the skies. An unnatural silence covered the area, puzzling the men and making them look all around trying to find the cause of such strange silence.

  The temperature around them started to drop at an incredible speed.

  “Boss… you better come in immediately,” Jameson, one of his systems engineers, said through their communication devices. “The temperature has reached below zero levels, and it hasn’t stopped dropping.

  “Wow… look at that,” Matthew pointed at the lake’s surface. The water was literally freezing, and the trees and bushes around them were suddenly covered with hoarfrost as if to protect themselves from what was about to come.

  “Get inside, now!” Kenyon ordered as he pushed the men near him towards the vessel.

  They made it just in time to see how the whole area froze completely. If they had stayed there a few more seconds, they would have frozen with it.

  “The temperature reached three hundred degrees Celsius below zero,” Jameson announced as soon as Kenyon reached the control room. “I have never seen anything like that.”

  “Yeah, me neither but it surely explains why there’s no intelligent life on this planet,” Kenyon grumbled. “Is it safe to stay here for the night, Jameson? I would like to see what happens in the morning.”

  “The temperature seems to be stable right now, so yes, there shouldn’t be any problem,” Jameson replied.

  “Take turns with Scott to make sure of it,” Kenyon ordered.

  “If we’re safe in here, then I guess a colony would be too, especially if they were careful enough,” Steven said, still amazed with what they had just seen.

  “It would be too risky. People could get easily caught outside during the sunset,” Kenyon stated.

  “Not if they lived in a dome,” Jameson suggested. “The dome could be open all day and close one hour before the sunset protecting the population,” he added.

  “Yes, I guess that’s possible,” Kenyon agreed.

  “Depending on what we find tomorrow, we shouldn’t rule out this place. It has a lot of potentials,” Steven said.

  Kenyon nodded. “Have the probes returned?”

  “Not yet, but they will be back tomorrow,” Steven replied.

  “Will they still work with these temperatures?” he asked, looking at Jameson.

  “Yes, boss. They can resist even colder temperatures.”

  “Very well.”

  “Is it just me or is it a bit chilly in here?” Samantha asked, entering the control room.

  Men around her were almost all cyborgs, whom would only sense an abrupt descent of the temperature, so they looked at her a bit startled.

  “It’s cold in here?” Kenyon asked. Though he wasn’t a cyborg, Aslorans were able to control their body temperature at will.

  “Yes, it is. Not freezing cold, but yes enough for me to notice the difference,” she assured him.

  “Jameson, check the temperatures,” he ordered his man, with a slight frown.

  “On it, boss. We shouldn’t be noticing the change in temperature in here,” his man replied, leaning over his computer board and trying to find out what was happening.

  “What’s going on?” Samantha asked, puzzled.

  “Take a look outside. The whole planet is frozen. The temperature has gone below three hundred degrees Celsius,” Kenyon explained to her.

  “Make that, four hundred, boss!” Jameson warned.

  “You have to be kidding me!” she said, walking towards the main screen where there were images of the world outside, completely frozen. It was even snowing.

  “I wish I was,” Jameson replied. “If the temperature keeps dropping, it could adversely affect our ship, boss,” he added.

  “I don’t think it will. It would kill everything out there, and the vegetation looked way too luxurious for that,” Kenyon pointed out. “Why is it getting cold in here?”

  “The air conditioner systems are having trouble heating the air they’re taking from the outside. I’ve just locked the sluice gates as if we were out in deep space,” Jameson replied.

  “Good. The temperature should be returning to normal soon,” Kenyon concluded.

  “This is an amazing world. It takes some exotic plants to resist such a thing,” Samantha pointed out. “Do you think this will all be gone when the sun comes up?”

  “Apparently, yes. The weather was quite nice when we reached the surface,” Jameson explained, joining her by the screen.

  The vessels spotlights lightened the planet surface, and it was quite a sight watching the trees, bushes and small plants encapsulated in frost cocoons.

  “We’ll have to wait and see,” Samantha sighed. “Night meal is almost ready, please don’t make me wait,” she asked as she exited the room.

  “Yes, mom,” the men chorused.

  The following morning the world was back to normal. A few minutes before sunrise, the temperature started rising, and all the frost disappeared. By the time they had finished their morning meal, the weather was warm with a gentle cool breeze. No one would have guessed the low temperatures it had faced just a few hours prior.

  “We shouldn’t rule out this place. Despite the low temperature, it’s obviously a very fertile planet,” Steven pointed out.

  “Yes, I agree with you. Have you recovered the probes?” Kenyon asked, ready to leave the place.

  “Yes, we have all the information we need,” Jameson assured him.

  “Good. We still haven’t heard a word from Jaffar,” Kenyon updated his men. “It’s imperative we go looking for them. I have talked to Ethan, and he agrees with me. He’s about to leave Dreshan and will join us in our search.”

  Though he would not admit it, Kenyon was worried about his friend. Space pirates were more common than anyone would wish. Despite the fact, Jaffar was not transporting any valuable merchandise, the group of cyborg warriors might have attracted their attention.

  A cyborg’s skill as a warrior, their self-healing abilities and the incredibly fast way they managed to learn their opponents’ battle maneuvers would turn them into perfect
gladiators.

  He had seen too much of that in his years wandering through the galaxy.

  “Sure thing, boss. Where are we going?” Matthew asked, taking his place, behind his control board.

  “Take us to Jaffar’s last known position. We’ll start from there.”

  Unlike his vessel, Jaffar’s ship wasn’t equipped with that many weapons. Their missions were peaceful, and the armaments installed on their ships were only for self-defense.

  Kenyon had a lot more experience in outer space travels, and he knew the dangers hidden in its dark corners. Pirates were just one of them.

  With that in mind, he had been installing highly sophisticated weapons on the vessel he commanded. Ethan hadn’t seen the need for it, but he had given him carte blanche to arm his the vessel, as he saw fit.

  “How long will it take us to get there?” Kenyon asked Matthew.

  “Around six hours. He was exploring the furthest solar systems of the quadrant,” his men informed Kenyon, who nodded with a stern expression on his face.

  “You believe something bad happened, don’t you?” Samantha asked, sneaking up behind him.

  He let out a deep sigh. “Yes, I do. It’s not typical of Jaffar to go off the radar for so long. If he had landed on a planet with some sort of communication blockage, he would have found a way to send a message,” he explained.

  “What do you suspect then?” she asked with a deep frown. She had been working with Ethan and his men for so long they all felt like family to her.

  “Pirates,” he admitted, knowing he could trust Samantha to be discreet.

  “There was nothing in Jaffar’s vessel that could interest pirates,” she pointed out.

  “The vessel itself would be quite a catch, but I believe they could be after the crew,” he refuted her statement.

  “The crew? What do you mean?”

  “In these parts of the universe there’s quite a big and profitable market for warriors, Kitty, and as you well know, Jaffar and his men are highly trained cyborgs.”