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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv |
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| Introduction: Landing | ||
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The insystem liner released the shuttle with a jarring thud that shook the entire ship. I glanced over my readout one more time, “How’s it look Tinker?” My engineer growled, “She’s an ancient bitch but we’re still in the green. Just stay away from that damn brat.” I grinned as I keyed the comm. “Beta Seven control, this is Green Two. Free of Sister’s Delight.” “Copy Green Two. Your course is clear for decal and entry.” I grinned and glanced at Tinker, “My engineer requests I avoid the brat since we have had two prior encounters. We request you check her location.” There was a long pause, “Green Two, Beta Seven Major says to just stay your course.” I laughed and then a flash of yellow on my course scan caught my eye. I flipped to another check and the flight scanner screamed and flashed red. There was an unpowered ship in front of us and we had no chance to miss it! I spun the ship upside down and jerked down towards the planet, “Divert power to shields!” I could hear Tinker cussing and the comm. came alive with demands I ignored, “Breaking atmosphere Tinker, we’ll need the fins half open.” The shuttle was shaking and being tossed around as the shield glowed red. I flicked open the comm. as I righted the ship and tried to bring the nose up, “Beta Seven control, Green Two. Declaring an emergency, an unpowered ship registered to the Ducal family was in our fight path.” I glanced at Tinker as he cursed and spun to the shield panels. I looked at my readout to see it jumping from past redline to dead, “Shit Tinker, divert the generators!” He glared at me as his hands flew over the panels, “Just fly the damn ship!” I shook my head and spun the ship with auxiliary jets until we were actually flying backwards. I shoved the throttles forward and the whole ship screamed as it began shaking even worse and red lights began to pop up on my readouts. Tinker turned to say something but I was already bringing the ship back around and killing the thrust, “Breakthrough in one minute Tinker just hold the shield together.” I checked my readout and shook my head, “The anti grav is in the yellow Tinker.” “Shut the hell up and get us down!” I grinned, “Maybe you should ask the duke if the brat can fly second seat. At least we would know where she was.” He grinned, “You do know the comm. is open right?” I glanced down and shook my head as another readout flashed from yellow to red, “They can yell at me if we live.” The shield flared and changed color, “Breakthrough Tinker. Open the fin vents completely and start generator checks. Beta Seven control, Green two. In atmosphere and flying hot.” I ignored their answer as I inverted the ship and rotated again and then fired the main engines for a short burst that almost made me think the ship was going to shake apart. Tinker spun to the generator panels, “Anti grav in the red!” I cursed and checked my speed before bringing the ship back around killing the thrust again, “Alright Tinker, shields are holding and our speed is down to twenty five thousand. Beta Seven control, this is Green Two. Course change to two seven zero dropping to forty thousand.” “Green Two you are still trailing flame, brake to two thousand.” I glanced at Tinker and he grumped, “Morons.” I grinned, “Beta Seven control could you tell us how to do that?” Tinker laughed as he moved to the anti grav panels, “The anti grav isn’t going to hold for long Skip.” I nodded as the comm. channel remained silent, “I’ll use S turns to help brake the ship.” Tinker glanced at his panels, “Just don’t take to long.” The shaking of the ship was starting to smooth out as I made a long turn. “We’re down to Twenty thousand Tinker. We have a second, check our passengers and see how their doing.” He turned to open his display, “Doesn’t look like anyone is too sick.” I smiled as I made another slow turn, “George has them watching the displays?” Tinker had turned back to his panels, “Looks like it. Good thing he needed a ride home.” I nodded as I checked our speed and distance to Beta Seven. “Okay Tinker, time to get things moving towards the barn. Beta Seven control, Green Two. Taking a heading of nine zero and dropping to twenty thousand. Clear a pad and have EM standing by.” “You’re still hot Green Two.” I shook my head, “You let me worry about that Beta Seven.” As fast as we were moving I still had time to do a couple of checks. “Tinker, check the generators again. I have a fluctuation in the second generator readout.” He spun and his hand flicked over the panel, “Shit! Shutting down the secondary generator!” I shook my head, “That didn’t help Tinker. The main engines are only at half power.” He grunted, “Better half power than blowing up from a runaway.” I nodded and started another wide slow turn that brought our speed down to almost ten thousand. I brought up an external mapping display and did some calculations of speed, distance and altitude. It was going to be close as I made another turn, “Beta Seven control, Green Two. Dropping to ten thousand and heading to one eighty.” Tinker glanced at me, “Did you want to punch the passengers out before we reach Beta Seven?” I shook my head, “Not unless something else falls off.” He grinned, “You could teach the brat how to fly without anti gravs and only half power for engines. Why the hell did she park outside the atmosphere and shut everything off anyway?” I shrugged and made another turn to approach Beta Seven. “I don’t know Tinker, maybe she forgot how to fly.” He nodded and fine tuned the panels as I did another check on the distance. Another long slow turn and we were down to just over two thousand. “Beta Seven control, Green Two. Taking a heading of one hundred and dropping to five thousand for a straight in approach.” “You’re still hot Green Two.” I just looked at Tinker and he shook his head. I opened the ship intercom, “We are on final to Beta Seven. The hard part is coming up so relax and don’t bump my elbow.” I shut the intercom off and took a breath, we were approaching the outer marker as I started another turn, “Put the anti gravs on standby Tinker and prep the main engines for a short burst. Beta Seven control, this is Green Two. Passing outer marker.” “Green Two abort, abort, abort…” We could hear sirens behind his voice as we approached the inner marker at over a thousand knots. I made a course change and looked at the map display as it zoomed in. I picked out an empty pad and dropped to a thousand feet. I took a breath and counted down before rotating and flipping the ship end for end using jets and bringing the anti gravs up with the main engines. The ship shook violently as the main engines roared, “Drop the landing legs Tinker!” I watched the speed drop and then killed the engines and powered back the anti gravs. The shuttle bounced as the anti gravs gave out a couple of feet above the pad. I was busy shutting everything down as Tinker was shutting down the shield and grumbling, “Beta Seven control, this is Green Two. We are down on pad five. Thank you for your assistance during this drill.” I closed the comm. as it squealed and turned the seat, “Have George open the outer doors.” While he spoke to George I started a check on the damage. A blue suited security officer started pounding on the bridge door an hour later. I glanced up and Tinker looked at me, “Time to face the music.” I smiled, “Finish the evaluation and lock up. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I walked to the door and opened it. The officer shrugged, “Sorry sir, but the general wants you to report immediately.” I smiled again, “At least he waited until they unloaded my cargo.” He grinned, “I hear he was screaming so much no one could understand him.” I grinned and headed past him. I guess my life has brought a certain amount of sarcasm my way. I walked into the large control room and headed for the far doors. I knocked and thumbed the entry pad. The door opened and I walked into the office to see General White and another man my mental file said was the Duke’s Concierge. I nodded, “You wanted to see me General?” He glared, “You can salute Captain Drake!” I smiled and wiggled my fingers, “You forget, I’m a civilian General.” He glared and the Duke’s Concierge cleared his throat. The General looked at him and then sat back, “You’re short a pilot Captain.” I waited and he nodded, “Your engineer’s request has been granted. The Duke’s daughter, Michelle Grey will be reporting to you as your second seat.” He looked at the Duke’s Concierge and he walked out. The general looked back at me, “Since your ship is not operating, I have taken the opportunity to assign you a new one.” I straighten, “I am not buying a new shuttle!” He smiled an evil smile, “According to the system contract you signed, you have an obligation to complete assigned flights, but I wasn’t thinking of another ship. I assigned you a fleet Omega insystem cargo transport ship from our list of decommissioned fleet vessels.” I looked at him tempted to just walk out. I glanced at the memo board open on his desk and picked it up. I almost grinned but finally nodded, “Fine, what bay is it in and did you arrange for the sale of my shuttle?” He looked at me with his eyes narrowed, “Hanger bay nine and I’m sorry to say the price for your ship was very low.” I nodded, “It happens.” I turned for the door and he cleared her throat, “You’re scheduled for a flight to Asteria tomorrow night.” I walked out remembering another time when I was rushed… |
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