Interstellar: The Portal

Dr. Alexis Conyers, is among the scientists sent from the near future to find a new home for mankind, but once her and her crewmembers erect the Portal, none of the colonists they're expecting arrive. When they decide to use the portal to return to earth they discover that nearly a thousand years have passed and the world they return to has changed drastically. Mankind, except for a small enclave, has fled the earth and humans are despised by those abandoned-the beast folk.

 

Reissued: 12/15/2014
Length: Epic
Word Count: 132,145
Genre: Science Fiction/Futuristic Romance
Rating: Erotic. Multiple partners.
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)

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Interstellar:
THE PORTAL
By
Kaitlyn O'Connor

 

© Copyright by Kaitlyn O’Connor, September 2007
© Cover Art by Eliza Black, September 2007
ISBN 978-1-60394-650-6
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636

 

This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.

 

The trip had been long and tedious, but it would’ve been a lot more boring, and, truth be told, probably impossible, if not for the frog DNA.

Dr. Alexis Conyers tried to push that stray thought to the back of her mind, as she had every time it had surfaced since she’d agreed to accept mutation for the sake of mankind, but it wormed its way to the forefront of her thoughts again as she struggled to focus on the activity around her.

Their mission might not be mankind’s last chance, but there was no denying it was their best hope. Sacrifices were necessary if they were to have any expectation of pulling it off. She’d accepted that.

They’d all accepted that.

And it still bothered her to think about the alien DNA strands that had been webbed to her own, making her less than human anymore.

She still felt human. She still looked human, but the bald truth was that she wasn’t entirely human anymore and she wasn’t as comfortable with that as she would’ve liked to be. It made her wonder if the desperation to save the human race hadn’t already gone beyond what it should’ve.

Harnessing the comet had seemed hair-brained and brilliant at the same time … and so simple it almost made everyone feel stupid they hadn’t thought about it before. Scientists had studied comets and meteors for decades. Other scientists had trained their gazes on the search for a truly habitable world, one that would support human life without requiring terraforming, or building biospheres, or lugging tons of life support equipment light-years just to provide the minimum to sustain life.

But, until fairly recently, no one had thought to put the two projects on the same page.

They’d colonized the Earth’s moon, Mars and its moons—moons belonging to half the planets in their solar system, but that was less than ideal. Not one ‘world’ they’d conquered could sustain life without a tremendous amount of work and the ever present danger that some vital piece of equipment would fail and wipe out the entire colony before help could arrive.

As bad as things had gotten on Earth—and it was pretty damned unstable—it was still better than anything they’d been able to come up with—although there was some comfort in not having all their ‘eggs’ in one basket, in knowing it was less likely, now, that a single cataclysm could wipe out the entire human race.

The probes they’d finally set down on comets to piggyback a ride through the universe had succeeded where all other efforts had failed, though. The comets had carried their ‘eyes’ further than they’d been able to reach before, faster, and given them a far better look at the universe.

With the comet borne, deep space probes, they’d found the perfect new home for humans--as close to perfect as they were likely to find in time to do them any good, at any rate. The problem was that the planet was so far away it made the ordinary methods of colonization impractical if not completely impossible.

That had resulted in ‘hair-brained/brilliant’ strategy number two—their mission. Instead of trying to build a fleet of deep space ships to carry colonists to the new world, they’d built the U.E. (United Earth) Plymouth, crammed it with everything needed to build the transport portal, a handful of scientists/engineers, barely enough supplies to sustain those scientists/engineers, and sent them forth in the fastest ship ever built by man.

It had still taken nearly ten years to reach the new world, and there wasn’t enough room on the ship for the supplies needed to sustain human life for that long. It would’ve taken a far bigger ship to do that, more time, and more money.

That was when the geneticists had stepped in with ‘hair-brained/brilliant’ plan number three—the introduction of foreign DNA into the scientists which would allow them to be frozen for most of the trip—literally frozen.

Alexis’ stomach churned and a shudder raked its way up her spine.

It wasn’t altogether a new idea. Geneticists had been working for years to help the human race evolve with the same speed as their world, adapt swiftly to the changes to keep them from going extinct.

The introduction of frog DNA was still radical, though.

Never before had anything other than the DNA of other mammals been utilized.

And she was still surprised she’d woken up after being deep frozen for so long.

They’d tested it as much as possible, of course, before they’d blasted off into the unknown, but there’d been no time to do the years of research that needed to be done, should have been done before it was pronounced ‘safe’. The compromise had been to deep freeze them for relatively short spans of time, awaken them to do routine checks of the ship and equipment and make certain everything was still working properly, perform or check minor course corrections as needed, and then deep freeze them again.