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Drummond Phoenix owned the Sand Flight consortium. It regularly arranged trips into space and amongst his development team he had those from Hesat helping him with his projects to get Human beings into space. There had been colonists, explorers, venturers who had gone before. Of course, going into space created its own problem.
The Human body was not responding well to its experiences of prolonged trips in space, all that non gravity, weightlessness and more. Bone density loss, muscle tone and other physiology issues cropping up all the time. As for gravity? The new Gravex 905 systems changed all that.
Rotary systems that delivered artificial gravity and gave a whole new lease of life to the space cruisers that made Drummond his fortune. Taking out rights on the Gravex systems he became a billionaire overnight.
The adaptation to long haul cruisers, to research vessels and colonists venture class ships. Soon an armada of vessels was leaving Earh. Thus it was nothing unusual to see several new craft, fitted out ready for sale to those who could afford it. All completed with the latest systems ready to take off and go!
Those on the run knew, if they were to stay alive they had to leave, NOW! Thus a T87S9 Star cruiser as it was known, left Earth, early the next morning. Into space and onboard? The most wanted, the worst of the worst. They were not the only craft leaving.
Three craft and one after another in succession they had taken the trip into space with the resolve to find another planet, another place to continue their experiments and one day, ONE DAY they would return to Earth and take their REVENGE.
Us? we didn’t pursue them, we were glad to see the back of them.
Scieste James Lumor had been well aware of the growing contention amongst the peoples, but he along with six others had contrived to prepare themselves for the inevitable and to that end had purchased from Drummond a specially commissioned vessel. It should be added that this was some time BEFORE, the arrests and the investigations began.
Lumor had been no fool, he reasoned that there were opportunities out in space that could be of value to them. See, it was not just about wealth, not just about prestige? No that psycopathic need to be able to reach out, to be a God in his own right? Had he not created life? Able to change it on a whim?
His views shared by others. All of those with him. Psychotic, psycopathic and, sadistic. In the top twenty of the most wanted! Thus leaving and being able to find other life, other planets had seemed very attractive to them, even the thought of finding an established Humana colony and gradually taking it over appealed.
The craft contained incubation and full laboratory facilities including the genetic banks and nestes. Regen tubes with the regens already in them that simply needed to be released and put to work. Cloned slaves, strong for defending them should the need arise. Satisfying their urges as and when required. When the day arrived THEY were ready.
They followed the trail of a large Earth freighter so that they could lose themselves in its vapour trail, enabling them to slip out into space, undetected.
It worked for their craft, it did not for the other two following them. Federa Galacia craft that ordered them to return to Earth. The refusal? The destruction occurred, some twenty minutes later, of both of them.
Lumor had seen, had witnessed their destruction, cursing and in his usual temper, throwing things around. Expressing his rage, the only way he understood, with force. The others simply looked on, somewhat relieved, as they headed for their incubation chambers, that they, HAD escaped.
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