as the
blowing snow and wind were getting worse. How could beings of such high
technology be so frail? He thought to himself. I’d better keep her
talking so she doesn’t fall unconscious.
“Why did you react so strongly when I told you I was
from Earth?” he asked. “How do your people even know about it?”
Trembling, Seles replied, “It’s because of your race’s
love of war and adaptability. Are we wrong for believing what we’ve been told
Brian?”
He shook his head. “No, that’s pretty accurate. Humans
have adapted to live in all climates, from the coldest arctic to the hottest deserts.
We’re also fascinated with war. But, we’re also explorers who love to conquer
the unknown. What I still want to know is how you know about Earth.”
She turned and looked at him. “Long before Kalaidia
joined the Confederation, many centuries ago, there was a lone Terran who came
from space. It’s said he was the greatest of his people, rising above the base
desires of your race. But the other races feared him, and because of their
fear, killed him. Some believe he never died, or perhaps returned to Terra
Prime with his memories erased. All records of who he was were destroyed. He’s
known only as the Teacher.”
“So why not just destroy us and be done with it?”
Brian asked.
Still shivering, Seles responded, “Because, we fear
the Greys even more than Terrans. The Confederation believes there will be a
war in the coming centuries.”
“What does that have to do with humans?” he asked.
“Terrans are a wild card in such a war. Your race’s
fighting ability is one of your greatest strengths. There’s also your race’s
ability to develop new technologies faster than us. Most Confederation members
took several centuries to develop space flight after powered flight. Yours did
the same in less than seventy years.”
Seles looked at the scanner, trembling. She pulled the
thermal cloak tighter. Night was falling. With snow blowing, Brian and Seles
saw the outline of a rocky outcrop. Near the center was a small entrance. As
they neared the cave, Seles tumbled to the ground.
Brian ran over to her, “Seles! What’s wrong!?”
He put his hand on her forehead. I’ve got to get
her inside and start a fire. He grabbed the scanner and put it in his
pocket, lifting the unconscious Seles and running into the cave. The interior
was cold, but the wind was blocked. He headed down the lone corridor until he
came to a split. He looked right, seeing more corridors. He looked left, seeing
a small room. He carried her into the room and gently placed her on the ground.
He searched for something to start on fire. I don’t suppose trees grow on
ice worlds? He thought to himself. If I can’t start a fire I’m going to
need to raise the temperature some other way. He felt his belt, touching
the rakna blade. This should work. He thought as he drew the
blade.
“Rakna bel de cou,” Brian said, pressing the button. After a few seconds the blade started
glowing. Only then did Brian realize he’d been walking in complete darkness. He
knelt down and felt Seles’s skin; she was getting colder and breathing lightly.
He grabbed a large, loose stone off to the side and placed it on the ground. He
put the rakna blade on the rock. After a few seconds the rakna blade began heating up the rock until it glowed and acted as a heat dynamo. He
turned the blade off and felt the warmth coming from the rock. This should
do the trick. He held Seles and sat with a stalagmite to his back, pulling
her close to his body. He made sure she was facing the heated rock before
wrapping his thermal cloak around her. Exhausted, Brian fell asleep holding
her, thinking about warmer days back on Earth, days when cold like this would
melt away.
* * *
It’s so warm. Seles
opened her eyes and saw a glowing stone a few feet away, radiating heat. She
felt something warm around her. Brian slept with his head leaning on a
stalagmite. He’s using