Chapter 9
Hellfire's Captive
It was the hunger that brought me to my senses, not the noise around me. Crystal had made massive changes in my body very quickly and the energy demands were coming due. As I looked up, I noticed that more had vanished than just the three combatants. There was a hole in the ground that looked perfectly round. I only vaguely became aware of the Ralinti security force personnel standing near me with weapons leveled.
"On your feet, now!"
A wave of exhaustion hit me when I tried to rise. I stumbled back to my knees and groaned. A hand grabbed my shoulder and I lashed out, my claws tearing through something's thick fabric and slicing into flesh. There was a sharp pain on the back of my head and everything went black in a kaleidoscope of color.
When I woke, it was sudden.
[SUSAN, YOU MUST WAKE UP.]
[Crystal? What happened?]
[BLOW TO THE HEAD RENDERED YOU UNCONSCIOUS. WE ARE IN PRISON ON RALINT.]
I looked around, verifying the obvious. The cell was plain in the extreme. I was lying on the only piece of furniture, a cot that was bolted to the floor. There was nothing else in the room, save for a hole in the floor. I couldn't smell anything and was sure Crystal had deadened that sense; as it was obvious that the hole was intended to be the sanitary.
Looking at myself, I saw that my claws had gone away again. That reminded me of my hunger, which was curiously absent. I didn't have time to worry about that just then as three Ralinti security were opening the door, their rifles pointed at me.
"Come with us, alien. You have a lot to account for."
It's amazing what you get used to. I only now realized that I was naked. Clearly I'd been stripped while I was out. I felt the back of my head as I rose and felt the bump. I suspected I'd been butt whipped. It should have been hurting and I may well have been nauseous if not for Crystal's suppression of the pain and symptoms. I was led to a small room with two other Ralinti. I could tell from their dress that they were of some importance in the government.
"You're in a lot of trouble, alien."
"Susan."
"What?"
"Susan, that's my name; Susan Valenshenko."
His hand slammed against the table.
"I don't care what you call yourself! Where are the hands? We found the Map of the Heavens on your person. Where are the Jewel of Peace, the Tear of the Prophet and the Sword of the Prophet?"
I don't know," I replied. I certainly wasn't going to tell them that one of the artifacts was inside my body. "The thief tried to use the Sword and everything nearby vanished in a white light."
"You're lizardman friend fired on the security forces and you expect us to believe that there was someone else responsible? How stupid do you think we lesser races are?"
"The thief was using a stealth field; it made her invisible. Grankt's
weapon
disabled the field, rendering her visible. If not for Grankt, you'd be missing four artifacts, not three."
"Typical, simply to be expected. They're not artifacts, they're holy relics! You eviscerated a security man with a weapon we never found. He's in critical condition. If he dies, you'll be enslaved and put to work in the Jalinti coal mines. You'd better start talking, or you'll face heresy charges as well."
I didn't know what the Felpur used in the fight, but having the entire Ralinti presence at the museum unconscious when Brusjin died was a pain in the ass. I could feel my control slipping again and I couldn't afford it. My grief was threatening to take over and transform me to a worthless bundle of sobbing woman.
"I lost my husband you sack of shit! Vanished in a flash of white by an evil asshole and you threaten me with a
religious
crime? Give me a fucking break. No wonder the Hellfire Group thinks so little of you."
"What did you say?"
The look on his face caught my attention. You'd think I'd just invoked the epitome of evil, summoning up their version of Satan before his eyes. Had he heard of the Hellfire Group?
"I said, 'No wonder the Hellfire Group thinks so little of you.' Have you heard of them?"
"The Book of the Prophets speaks of Hellfire and the evil they represent. What is this Hellfire Group you speak of?"
"They're a secret organization that seeks to control the Federation. They use subterfuge, deception and violence to control everyone they can. I've been fighting them for over a year now."
"The forces of order," he whispered. "This invisible thief, she's part of this group?"
"Yes, I believe so. She dropped the Map during the fight and I picked it up. The others were destroyed in the same flash that killed everyone else."
It was then that they showed up; the Federation ambassadorial staff. A protectorate world isn't a full Federation member. Thus, the Federation maintains an embassy on planet to make sure that citizens of full member worlds are treated fairly. The laws of protectorates have less protection than those of members.
"Under article 15 of the federation charter, you're ordered to release Susan Valenshenko to our custody." The human of the pair handed a document to the Ralinti I was talking with. He looked it over with a frown. Without a word, the Ralinti walked out.
"Susan, I'm glad we were in time. Ralinti law can be very unforgiving and a little blind to the truth."
"Actually, I think I had things under control, but I appreciate your intervention just the same."
We walked out of the security offices and into a waiting hovercar. The two staff members ushered me into the back seat and we were heading down the street. I wasn't familiar with this Ralinti city, as I hadn't been in it on our first visit. With the immediate threat ended, my emotions caught up with me and I was crying softly for some time. When I came to myself again, I noticed that we weren't in the city any more. There was a forest out the window. That didn't make sense.
"Excuse me, where are we going? Isn't the embassy in town?"
"We aren't going to the embassy. We've been trying to get a hold of you for over a year now."