Metal Boxes - Trapped Outside (33 page)

Wyznewski said, “Food stocks for our guests are also getting low. We don’t have any way to regulate their consumption, even if we knew how little they could get by on. If we could autopsy a few we could calculate their minimum caloric intake requirements—”

“No, Whizzer. Whatever you are trying to figure out, do it without cutting them up.”

Allie was close enough to hear. “I’ll shoot a few for you, Whizzer. Target practice.”

Stone all but shouted, “No. They are prisoners and we aren’t Hyrocanians. We don’t kill and eat our prisoners of war.”

Allie laughed, “Easy there, boy. Whizzer doesn’t want them killed any more than I do.”

Stone said, “I wish they were dead and gone, but I don’t want to be the one to order it done.”

Allie walked up the ramp pushing Wyznewski off the end. The man grumbled at being so imperiously removed from his seat next to the planetary governor, but no one argued with Allie. She sat in his place next to Stone. “It’s okay, Stone. For now, it’s okay. We are going to have to decide soon, certainly before they run out of food.” She winked at him with her good eye. Swapping out the black bandage across her head, she’d adopted a blood red eye patch making her look more like an angry space pirate than an injured marine.

Stone decided to change the subject. The picture of starving Hyrocanians killing and eating their own wasn’t a pleasant thought. “How’s the back doing?”

Allie smiled, “Doc Menendez says I’m doing all right, I just can’t lay around and do nothing, like some people.” She poked him in the ribs. “Walking. She says to just keep walking.”

Walking was all the medicine they had. Dollish, in his continued search for editable native plants, had provided the medical corps with several herbs to replace their exhausted medicine. Those substitutes just weren’t robust enough to completely relieve pain beyond the nanites capabilities, not to mention replace the tools and equipment needed to perform extensive corrective surgery. Allie’s nanites fused the bones around the cracks in her spine, but the muscles around the fusion refused to relax.

“So, I am going to take a stroll around the parapets. And Dollish, let me know when the Governor lets you take the shuttle. I’ll fly the thing for you and we can take a few marines and go hunting.”

Wyznewski said, “I want to go. Oh, that reminds me, we found a compartment with all its hatches inoperable. When we finally got it open, it was full of weapons. Hammermill is as giddy as a schoolgirl on her birthday. Lieutenant Vedrian, he wanted me to let you know so you could come up and resupply the ground troops.

Stone watched Allie slowly walk to the wall’s parapet, surrounded by her attendant piglet squad. She walked the parapets checking the posted guards, keeping the watch alert. Agent Ryte’s drones provided base overwatch and after months of standing watch after boring watch looking for possible dangers coming from the jungle, everyone found it hard to stay alert, but one look from Allie was enough for most on guard duty to give maximum effort to even the most boring of tasks.

Dollish and Wyznewski wandered away. The last Stone heard, the spacer was trying to interest the scientist in a new batch of herbs and leaves he’d located and the scientist was trying to interest the spacer in a recent study he’d done of the planet’s plate tectonics. Before Stone could catch a second breath, his dataport beeped. The daily injury report from Menendez popped up. The list was depressingly short. Without medications, most injured personnel either healed slowly or were removed from the list when they died.

His dataport beeped again and a report from Hammermill popped onto the screen. He didn’t take time to read it, it was Hammer’s daily request for more support. Guarding their prisoners was a matter of welding them inside a series of compartments on the Rusty Hinges and guarding the only working hatch. There wasn’t anything he could do about it.

Scattered around the compound were dozens of off duty military personnel, some still healing from wounds and injuries received during their stay on Allie’s World. Some wounds lingered even with nanite assistance. The nanites helped, but there were limits to their effectiveness. Menendez had finally ordered Tuttle out of her suit, protecting her wrist as much as possible. The pain must have been intense, but Tuttle grimaced, grinned, and waved her stump around like a badge of honor. However, there was only so much work people in constant pain could do. Everyone had been on duty for months on end. He wondered if he really could dump the Hyrocanians on the corner of an isolated island or somewhere. Still, if he did that—and he might not have a choice soon as they were all wearing down to a frazzle—he didn’t want to subject his new planet to such disgusting creatures. He also didn’t want it on his conscience that he’d knowingly tossed them out to die.

He’d ordered the scientists to perform a quick scan on all creatures in the vast array of the ship’s holding pens. Creatures presenting minimal levels of intelligence and not even questionable levels of sentience were classified as animals and left aboard to feed their Hyrocanian prisoners. Even now, he wanted to set all of the penned creatures free and open the ship’s hatches to vacuum. He often woke up from nightmares of Hyrocanians eating him and his drascos. As horrible as the four-armed freaks were, he couldn’t bear to order the Hyrocanians left to starve to death.

A third report beeped on his dataport calling his attention to an updated armorers list from Li and Janson. He whistled. Wyznewski was right about finding a compartment full of weapons. It must have been a huge compartment. Now they’d be able to defend themselves properly, unless the Hyrocanians showed up with another operational spacecraft. The storeroom contained weapons and ammo of all types: individual, team based, ship and base defenses, crew manned, with tons of spare parts.

His own pair of personal piglets stood at the ramp looking up at him. The two were recognizable by the shoulder bags they carried filled with all sorts of odds, ends, and duct tape. Running around between the injured were hundreds of small piglets. The scientists no longer had the necessary equipment to correctly verify and authenticate the piglets level of intelligence. The level was questionable at best with the equipment they did have, but Stone didn’t care. They discovered piglets and drascos stored all over the huge spaceship. They set the drascos free in the jungle, and allowed the piglets free reign in the compound.

He glanced down at his piglets. They were the only creatures on the planet he couldn’t detect by smell. He smiled and they smiled back with a bizarre imitation of a human grin. Their face wasn’t designed to smile, but he recognized the effort. Stone didn’t know why, but this pair adopted him. They showed up at odd times to see if he needed anything. The rest of the time, his duo joined their fellows, tilling and toiling in Dollish’s garden. They seemed to enjoy working with dirt between their fingers, eating weeds, bugs, and small rodents with equal enthusiasm. Unlike the Hyrocanians, they killed and cooked the rodents before eating.

His dataport beeped. Being Governor wasn’t the plum, easy assignment it was cracked up to be. During his attempt to take a short break from his duties he’d already been interrupted more often than when he sat at his makeshift desk in the small nearby bunker. There always seemed to be some pressing matter needing his attention—refereeing between inter-service rivalries, overruling one of Wyznewski’s harebrained schemes, or officiating at the wedding of Privates January and al-Julier the day before their attempt to reach Brickman’s station through hyperspace—there was always something to do from oh-dark-thirty to oh-dark-thirty, and often well beyond.

He tapped open the comms, calling up a display. He was shocked to see Vice Admiral Temple smiling at him. The last time he’d seen the admiral, the man tacked on his new rank tabs. That was in Butcher’s office back on Lazzaroni Base.

Temple said, “Sorry it took us so long to get here, son. The marines in your message ship gave us a clear picture of what was happening in this system, but it took us longer to gather a large enough fleet and a bevy of mine sweepers at Brickman’s Station to come rescue you. Strange though, it doesn’t look like you need rescuing.”

Stone glanced over his shoulder, spotting Allie and her attendant piglet detail. He tapped open his personal assistant for a direct, private call. “Allie, it looks like our rescue has arrived. Now can we go introduce you to my parents?”

The End

Books

By

Alan Black

Science Fiction

Metal Boxes

Metal Boxes-Trapped Outside

Chewing Rocks

Empty Space

Steel Walls and Dirt Drops

Titanium Texicans

General Fiction

Chasing Harpo

Historical Fiction

An Ozark Mountain Series:

The Friendship Stones

The Granite Heart

The Heaviest Rock

The Inconvenient Pebble

Western Novelette

A Cold Winter

Non-Fiction

How to Start, Write, and Finish Your First Novel

About the Author
:

www.alanblackauthor.com

Alan Black has been writing novels since 1996 when he started
Eye on The Prize
. His writing tastes are as eclectic as his reading preferences.

Alan spent most of his adult life in the Kansas City area. The exception came at the orders from the U.S. Air Force when he was stationed in Texas, California, Maryland, and Japan. He and his wife were married in the late 70s and lived in Independence, Missouri, but now live in sunny Arizona.

Alan Black is a #1 bestselling author for
Metal Boxes
, a young adult, science fiction, military, action adventure. He is a multi-genre writer who has never met a good story he didn't want to tell.

Alan Black's vision statement: "I want my readers amazed they missed sleep because they could not put down one of my books. I want my readers amazed I made them laugh on one page and cry on the next. I want to give my readers a pleasurable respite from the cares of the world for a few hours. I want to offer stories I would want to read."

Praise for Alan Black’s books

Metal Boxes

WOW!

What a great rip-roaring adventure, I loved it from page one to the end. A grand space opera with a very likeable main character of Midshipman Stone.

I am reminded of Heinlein's writing with the humor, drama and palpable love the characters show for each other, I felt like I was reading a Lazarus long story. Which is very high praise! This is the first novel I've read by author Alan Black, but it won't be my last. I don't give very many five-star ratings but this one is well deserved, I'm sure it will come to be considered a classic of the sci-fi genre, it's that good.

Amazon review by
last spartan
on April 28, 2015

Titanium Texicans

Alan Black's work will suck you in!

I am not good at reviews, but this is the third work of Mr. Black's that I have read in three weeks because his writing captures my imagination. I like good space operas because they last longer, but Black's stand alone works are great because they leave me satisfied at the end and not disappointed that there isn't more to come.

Titanium Texicans is a page turner full of authentic dialogue with concepts greater than the satisfying amount of sci-fi technology woven into a well-written coming of age story. Take the time to read it, I certainly wasn't sorry that I did.

Goodreads review by
Michael A Cox
on June 13, 2015

Empty Space

Funny, disturbing, and poignant.

Funny, disturbing, and poignant....not how I would usually describe a SF space novel. This book, while well written SF has a lot to say about social class, society, humanity, and the human condition. Our protagonist is almost an anti-hero as he's someone you root for throughout the novel, even though he's a serial killer at heart.

This is a great book, and I didn't want to put it down but it has thought provoking components throughout the novel and intertwined with action, adventure, and technology.

Amazon review by
Fred
on March 20, 2015

Chewing Rocks

Chastity Snowden Whyte only has a small chip on her shoulder. No problem. She’s an asteroid miner and works alone. But author Alan Black knows that comfortable characters don’t make for good reading. From page one, he piles problem after problem on Sno, keeping the reader turning pages to find out what happens next. Chewing Rocks is engaging science fiction and a fun read.

Goodreads review by Paul Bussard on
July 06, 2014

Steel Walls and Dirt Drops

Military sci-fi ground pounder action in space – so cool!

A long time reader of military science fiction, I found this book to stand with the best like David Drake’s Hammer’s Slammers and Redline and anything by Dietmar Wehr. I hate spoilers in reviews so am in a turmoil because I very much want to shout out the so cool surprise ending – but I won’t.

I thoroughly enjoyed how the author builds the story putting the hero in situation after situation that challenges her abilities causing her to grow and develop. Even more, she is a commander we can all like. She is smart, savvy, honest with herself, deals well with her people, has self-doubt where it makes sense to, and not automatically so beautiful she would be completely unbelievable. I even like her better than David Webber's Honor Harrington because she feels more real.

The author does not take the easy, predictable route to the good guys always doing the exact right thing. There are plenty of good guys doing the wrong things – sometimes for the right reasons, but still wrong. There are other good guys mostly doing the right things, but then have lapses of judgment. Sound like what a real commander might face in a tight situation? It all rang true to me. So not only are there good human insights (in outer space – people are still people after all) there is also a lot of quick well-paced exciting action with a great military elite.

The science is believable and just the right amount to support the deep space situation and keep the story moving without being overwhelming. There a few twists I absolutely didn’t see coming – I love that in a book.

Amazon Review by
Sandy
on September 28, 2014

The Friendship Stones

Alan Black hits a home run with his book, The Friendship Stones. Its poignant story set in the Ozark Mountains in the early 20th century, brings to mind the life and stories my father lived while growing up in the southern North Carolina mountains. It is a life that today most of us do not know as we are accustomed to many luxuries and technology. Mr. Black brings an appreciation of what it means to cherish every little thing in life while appreciating the beauty of the world about us. It is set in a time of simplicity and hard work, and its main character, LillieBeth, accepts this with humility and determination to follow the lessons she has learned in life, both at church and from her family. Even in this simpler time, the world is flawed and the antagonists come in different characters. The suspense and tension they bring keeps the reader on edge and turning pages.

I highly recommend this excellent book and suggest all readers should continue reading the books of The Ozark Mountain Series.

Goodreads review by Nancy Livingstone on
Jan 26, 2015

The Granite Heart

Heartwarming Historical Fiction

Alan Black takes us back to the 1920’s, to the Ozark Mountains, and back into the world of twelve year old LillieBeth Hazkit, who tries to live by the teachings of God, but finds life can sometimes be confusing, brutal and too unforgiving to always accept that God has a plan for all contingencies. Her strange hermit-like friend has been killed, her teacher has lost her job through no fault of her own and the impoverished mountain town becomes a colder and less friendly place for someone with a heart as big as LillieBeth’s. The archaic and small-minded double standards set her teeth on edge and she is determined to stand strong and be heard, no matter what. The men who murdered her friend and raped her teacher have been captured, but enroute to the county seat they escape and kill one man while injuring her father. To LillieBeth, justice must be done, plain and simple and she and her former teacher, Susanne Harbowe set out on an impossible mission to hunt down and capture these monsters.

Told from Susanne’s point of view, LillieBeth’s story takes on a new depth as she makes her mark on the hearts and minds of those who know her. Alan Black has created a warm and inviting tale that places the reader back in time, to a place so remote, it’s almost as if the rest of the world does not exist. Simple joys, complicated pain and a loss of childhood innocence shake LillieBeth’s world and harden her heart, while forcing her into the world of adults.

Alan Black creates a world filled with history, rich in detail and well-developed characters that worm their way into your heart and mind. That I could feel LillieBeth’s feelings and see what she saw is the mark of an amazing author who deserves to be read.

Amazon review by
Dii
(
TOP 500 REVIEWER
) on August 22, 2014

The Heaviest Rock

Strength of character and a easy manner to it that catches you and keeps you ...

This series is one of the most enjoyable ones I have read. It has heart, action, humor, strength of character and a easy manner to it that catches you and keeps you right there through till the end. Can't wait for the next one 'wiggles on' for those of you who don't know what this means I guess you will just have to get the book and find out for yourself, big hint it is so worth it !!!

Amazon review by
Tammie
on March 2, 2015

The Inconvenient Pebble

Always great

The author has developed a great character who we as readers want to follow. I'm not into the religious part but it really makes the main character who she is and what she does. I hope the author has a lot more of this story for us to read.

Amazon review by
Dave R
. on July 4, 2015

Chasing Harpo

Loved this book!

Alan knows how to write to engage the reader. Chasing Harpo had me laughing in some parts and on the edge of my seat in others. He has obviously researched the mannerisms of Orangutans and is able to describe the apes point of view with ease. The characters are believable and the writing style flows well. Great read.

Goodreads review by Amanda Mackey on
February 08, 2014

A Cold Winter

What a horrible day.

In a bleak, one-woman show, Alan Black takes us through the hardships of surviving a cold, hard winter. You could almost freeze reading every page...and that's not even mentioning the wolves.

I hope tomorrow's a better day for Libby.

Amazon review by
Daryl Russ
on December 7, 2014

How To Start, Write, and Finish Your First Novel

Are You Just Itching to Write a Novel?

Have you ever read a book and thought, “I didn’t see THAT coming,” or “Thank goodness I dragged myself through the first 30% because the last 70% was fantastic!” ??????? Or, how about, “I could write better than that!” or “I wish I had the guts to do what these people have done…” ????????? Truth, I would be clueless where to start, I see myself as having a mazillion ideas and be running willy-nilly across the ages, no patience, no real plan, and worse, no organization…totally me.

Listen up budding authors, experienced authors, or anyone who knows someone with that “author” potential, the ever versatile Alan Black has gone all non-fiction on us and written a book on how to write a book that is fun, entertaining and full of great ideas, plans and Mr. Black’s own sense of wry humor. How to Start, Write and Finish Your First Novel made so much sense to me, that I was in awe of his thought process and advice! Don’t get me wrong, this is NOT Writing for Dummies, but a logical, and easily understood method to produce YOUR first novel! Mr. Black’s suggestions and easy manner, while admitting the importance of baby steps is difficult to adhere to, the odds of creating a quality piece of work would be greatly increased!

Is the genre you choose NOT the current rage? Are your ideas NOT 100% original? If your writing is good, your plot well-paced and the very best you have to offer, following Alan Black’s method could make you the next author to watch for or at least an author with talent and the ability to tell a story that people WANT to read! Take a look at Alan’s list of novels, impressive and varied, but each one is well-written, entertaining and well-edited, he must be doing something “write.” Yeah, yeah, I sound like an infomercial, but heck, even I would have the guts to express my writing abilities to the world after reading How to Start, Write and Finish Your First Novel, of course I would have Alan Black review it!

I think what Alan Black is trying to do is to give a future writer a firm foundation to take the leap from and he does it well!

I received this copy from Alan Black in exchange for my honest review, and no, it did not color my opinion.

Amazon review by
Dii
(
TOP 500 REVIEWER
) on July 2, 2015