Just thought I’d pop up an excerpt from The Jovian Counter, (Book Two of the Nine Worlds series) since I’m working on it and need content for the blog. ;p Enjoy!
Libertine jinked and dived, but the flak-load shells streaked out in front of her, slamming into rocks, obliterating the smaller ones entirely. The objective was not to hit the fleeing vessel, but to draw asteroids into erratic orbits, and force a piloting mistake. Fleeting red indicators bracketed a shoal of tiny debris, before the targeting grid went crazy.
“They’ve dropped Spoof beacons and mines,” Isaac warned.
Becca swore and increased her fire to front, the Rarden shells pummelling hard vacuum until they connected with the bomblets left in the wake of Libertine. Shelley grunted in approval at their cunning foe. With so much debris tossed up, and the targeting software aboard Orca momentarily confused by the beacons, all Becca could do to stop them being destroyed was to fire blind.
Brilliant flashes tore the skies as the ship ploughed on, illuminating the bridge with backwashed light. A thunderous crump coming from the left bow announced the trouble they feared. They’d been hit.
“Mine strike!” Isaac warbled.
Shelley let the comment go unanswered. A single explosive tearing at the shields wouldn’t pop them, but would force them off course. She glanced at the helmsman, but he’d already triggered the manoeuvring thrusters. Even so, she grimaced – this couldn’t continue if anyone was to come out alive. A knife fight in an asteroid belt was not conducive to long survival.
Duncan issued invective common to the Universal Fleet as he twisted the ship to port and starboard, thinking in three dimensions, calculating in 360 degrees. He turned Orca hard left to dodge the cloud of mines and inverted from Neutral, bringing them around and over a large asteroid, pockmarked with craters from high speed micro-impacts.
Shelley watched the horizon shift and got a good, close-up view of the ancient boulder they skirted. The enemy vessel was out of visual contact, but LIDAR showed she broke to starboard, but she bit off her curse and trusted Duncan’s instincts. She was vindicated as Orca completed the deep arc round the asteroid, to find Libertine in front of them once more, and at their mercy.
Becca uttered no cry of joy, no excitement as she fired. Orca’s teeth bit deeply into the other ship’s flank, popping the forceshield envelope in a blink and shearing into the armoured carapace with a Graviton beam. The blow was mortal, rupturing fuel and oxygen lines in a great blossom of orange flame. The pirate ship canted at a crazy angle and slammed into an asteroid at neck-breaking speed, rebounding and crashing into another, a mere pinball in Newton’s grip.
It spilled a trail of debris and corpses in its wake, until finally they met something with more mass and inertia, ploughing right into a micro-planet nose first. The result was a pathetically small plume of dust, carried on the venting atmosphere of the ship, and a slew of displaced metallic grit.
END.
Just shy of 500 words, makes it flash fiction and should be enough to pass a few moments. Please let me know what you think and as always, have a Great Day Adventurers. 🙂
