Science-Fiction

Chapter one Basic Training I was born Author Geoffrey England. My mother and father were both well know scientists. Even with a very high IQ I had dreams in another area. At the tender age of seventeen I enlisted in the space forces. I was just over two meters tall with brown hair and blue eyes. I had finished secondary school a year before and spent my time finishing my testing in an ancient martial art. The shuttle up to the transport ship was packed with other recruits that boasted and bragged. As soon as we walked out of the shuttle it started. A large angry sounding sergeant major was yelling and cursing at us. Several other sergeants were shoving us towards painted footprints on the deck. A few were even disciplining men or women …

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I was barely surviving when I turned thirteen. I was nothing and no one, a street rat with no home or family. With puberty came power, only not like others. I could move things with my mind and later I could make them disappear and appear somewhere else. They called it psychic powers, telekinesis and teleportation. At first I took small things like food or clothing. I appeared on the ledge and glanced around the solid wall using the tiny fiber camera. I could see the security cameras and the sensors clearly. I focused on the small area beside the inner window. I disappeared and appeared inside beside the window. I used the camera to peek into the other room. I watched the two guards before looking at the monitor. I concentrated on the room …

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All my life the True Republic has been at war. It has been going on for almost twenty years. Before that was only ten years of peace and before that was almost thirty years of civil war. I was born on a mining station and grew up around some of the toughest men and women around. My education was like a jack of all trades and master of none. I graduated with several certificates in ship repair at the age of twenty. During the time I had gone to school I had lost everyone in another system raid. The Kyle Empire were ruthless and had not only destroyed the mining station but they had taken the time to destroy every lifeglobe. Not only had there been no fleet in the system, there had been no …

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Chapter one Making a name All my life I have fought for everything I had, food, clothing, education and finally my position as a space pilot. I shifted the power setting again as the huge barge glided above the third asteroid belt towards the next ore dump, “the second reactor just died Lorenz.” “What else is new? This bucket of scrap is lucky it can stay in space.” I glanced at her holograph in my display, “having both and the other half of the gravity generators would be nice when we reach the ore.” She continued to work, “you are asking the impossible again.” I smiled, “I can always ask.” She snorted and sat back, “okay the feed is back online.” I changed the power settings again, “only half the dead gravity generators are back.” …

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