Carinae Sector: 02 - Admiral's Fury - Part 2 - Hidden Menace Read Online Free Page A

amazing sight? You will already be aware that we have never left this planet.’
    Isphara was about to speak again, but Angwene quietly instructed her and her sister to remain silent as she then addressed Altarebe.
    ‘Isphara and Helisphan please remain quiet, as the probe and I need to speak at length with Altarebe. Surely you both have not finished your assigned tasks for this watch period. Altarebe, we need to go through all your information again, especially any briefings you have from the Maveen.’
    Angwene was about to continue again, but paused for a moment as Seliandre returned to take close station next to him. Her possessiveness was not lost on her mother, who now remained silent. She now decided that this aspect of Altarebe’s arrival would have to be dealt with after the briefings. The Maveen probe now arrived trailed by the two youngest ancient females. After brief introductions, Altarebe repeated his earlier reports that he had given Queen Angwene.
    ‘Probe three, the Earth probe, the Dradfer probe, and the sector delegate probe have instructed me to pass on this information to you. The damaged sled over in that cradle is for your use and this is what the senior probes would like you to do …’
    Probe three looked over at the nearby sled and established a blue laser communications line to the forward console of the device. He then interrogated the damaged sled as Altarebe continued to speak at length. The probe soon established that the sled was heavily damaged and would take concerted repairs to get it functional. He placed the repair times against the most likely future time he would need the sled and decided to interrupt Altarebe.
    ‘Excuse me Altarebe, but I will move closer to the sled and commence repairs of the device immediately. Please follow me over to the cradle and continue speaking.’
    Angwene gave a soft subsonic call of irritation, but they all slowly followed the Maveen the two hundred metres or so over to the cradle. A soft blue light bathed the sled as probe three set to work on the damaged underside. Altarebe ignored the soft calls of distress from the females as he told the story of the surprise Tilmud attack long ago that had injured both his father and himself.
    Angwene interrupted Altarebe with two questions as the Maveen probe quietly worked on the sled.
    ‘So your father, Delprebe, is still alive and hiding on a remote asteroid? Yet you state you both were academics before you reached this galaxy so long ago?
    Altarebe was about to reply when the Maveen probe gave an answer of his own.
    ‘Your majesty, Altarebe and his father were originally brought to this part of the galaxy by my team many centuries ago. After we lost touch with them we arranged to search for them with the assistance of the Traders. So now you finally know of my original mission.’
    Queen Angwene sat back in thought as she took in the significance of the Maveen probe’s answer. Probe three ignored the soft subsonic calls of amazement that the daughters made as he continued to work on the sled. Seliandre make an observation of her own as Altarebe also remained silent.
    ‘The Maveen are up to something else and the probe just stated what I had worked out earlier. I think we still do not know all of their plans, but I think it is something to do with their role as makers of worlds.’
    The Maveen probe was listening in but gave no acknowledgements as Altarebe spoke again.
    ‘Well I did travel with a Sspol cruiser many years ago to a remote part of the galaxy and a massive nearby Maveen facility was preparing for something…’
    Angwene listened with heightened interest as she took in this information. Surely the Maveen would not act until she had fled this world with her daughters, and she wasted no time worrying about this later concern as she steered Altarebe back to her immediate fears.
    ‘Well we are definitely leaving in one hundred and fifty years time so the Maveen will have to postpone their plans