“I’m seeing a ship on my long-range sensors,” Jorgen said. “Looks like a transport ship. Is that our target?”
“Yes,” I said. I found the controls to expand my own sensors and took a look. I’d brought us in on the far side of the tree, about a five-minute flight out, not sure if the holding ship would even still be here. It had been a few hours, and they could have taken them somewhere else by now.
But the ship was still hovering outside the base. Either they’d subdued the people inside, or my people were too afraid to fight.
We were going to show them how it was done. The Unity fighters wouldn’t be expecting us, so even if they’d seen us arrive, we should have a few minutes to prepare while they readied their starships.
“There are civilians still living on the tree,” I said. “Some small settlements, plus the lumber mining facilities. I don’t want to fire on those or on the transport ship. My people are being held there, and we’re going to need them to join the fight.”
“Understood,” Jorgen said. “What can you tell us about the ship?”
“Not a lot,” I said. “It’s a small Superiority transport. It’s not a fighter, but it has a cytonic inhibitor, so I can’t jump in and get people out. The last ship like that I ran across was manned by diones but piloted by an UrDail cytonic. This time there’re no cytonics here but us, unless they’re in the hold of that ship.”
“Do you know if they have a hyperdrive?” Jorgen asked.
“I doubt it,” I said. “They’d never give us that technology, for fear we’d figure out the secret.”
“That sounds about right,” FM said.
“If they can’t hyperjump,” Jorgen said, “then we can put pressure on them, try to get them to land. Do you know how many fighters we’ll be facing here?”
“No,” I said. “However many starships were stationed here, plus the number of fighters Unity brought with them when they took the base. They might not have enough pilots to fill all the Independence ships though.”
“All right,” Jorgen said. “Our primary objective is to get the transport ship to land and free the imprisoned UrDail inside. Secondary objective is to retake the base. Skyward Flight, detach and move toward the…tree thing.”
“Its name is Hollow,” I said.
“Scud,” Sentry said. “Even its name is spooky.”
All around me, light beams retracted as the flight let each other go. I didn’t see any Unity fighters moving toward us yet.
“Alanik, there should be a button flashing on your radio panel,” Jorgen said. “Press it?”
I did so, and his voice continued over the radio.
“This is a private channel,” Jorgen said. “The rest of the flight can’t hear us. Do you see the dial to switch from channel to channel? You might want to note mine so you know how to reach me specifically if there’s something you need to report that you don’t want everyone to hear.”
“If I have something I need to report,” I said, “I could speak it into your mind.”
“Oh, that’s right,” Jorgen said. “I need to work on that. I can do it with the slugs, and it probably works the same? I also need you to show me how to hyperjump without a taynix.”
“You might not be able to,” I told him. “Not all cytonics can.”
“Do we have different abilities?” he asked. “Like the taynix?”
“Not exactly. More like strengths and weaknesses. And some cytonics are stronger than others.”
“Figures,” Jorgen said. “If it’s possible for Spensa to show me up at something, she always will.”
He didn’t sound bitter about that. I was no master of human intonation, but to me he sounded more sad than anything.
“Where is Spensa?” I asked. “You said she was gone again. Was she taken by the Superiority?”
“No,” Jorgen said. “She’s lost, somewhere in the nowhere. The…place you pass through when you hyperjump. The place with the eyes.”
“The negative realm,” I said. “What do you mean, she’s lost there?”
“She went there to escape the Superiority,” Jorgen said. “And she hasn’t been able to find a way out.”
“The negative realm isn’t a place you go,” I said. “It’s a place you…slip through. You can’t remain there.” At least you couldn’t as far as I knew.