Starport Orion (Alt)
If Lorelei’s mind hadn’t been on the starport, she might have seen the trap waiting to be sprung on her … or maybe not.
The natives of Orion were little more than animals! It was an outrage to be outsmarted by one! Lorelei was too scared, at first, though, to feel anything but deep concern for the state of her health when she was captured by one of the demon-like natives, Otek—especially when she realized he was the war chief. How to prevent a war when there were going to be a lot of innocent people slaughtered? Especially if she might be one of those unfortunates?
Length: Longer Novella
Word Count: 32,211
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)
© Cover Art by Jenny Dixon, March 2014
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.
She opened her mouth to scream, but one of the hands on her waist clamped down over her mouth and no matter how hard she struggled, her kidnapper wouldn't let go. She could see movement around her in the trees, blurry renditions of what she could only assume were other people. Or maybe not people. She knew, as most colonists did, that this world was populated by an indigenous life form that was advanced enough to have speech, however different from her own. There were pictures offered to all colonists who had been accepted for the construction of the starport and Lorelei had been just as shocked and not a little terrified by their appearance.
Whoever was carrying her was slowing to a stop, the other blurs of color that she had seen among the trees slowing down alongside them. They entered a small clearing and Lorelei was dropped unceremoniously on the ground. She thought about running, but now they had come to a stop, she could see more of the – creatures – than she had previously thought. She couldn’t help but call them creatures, even though they were more humanoid than monster. She knew that some of her prejudices against the demons of old Earth were coloring her opinion of them. They towered over her, standing at least a foot taller than the average human, which explained why she had been unable to touch her feet to the ground, and all with two small but distinct horns protruding from either side of their hairline. She was mesmerized by the sight of them, almost hysterical with the knowledge that they weren’t red or breathing fire or any number of the stories she had heard about them. Or perhaps about the demons of old – she didn’t really know anymore.
One of them was staring down at her, his skin a pale bronze, almost like people on Earth who spent too much time in the sun, but she couldn’t understand what the expression on his face meant. She didn’t know much about the indigenous species of this world, but she was determined not to let them get her too far away from the biodome. Although it would be hours before anybody would notice that she was missing, one of the downsides of being the last to go to bed, she knew that someone would eventually notice and come after her. She refused to think anything else. She tilted her head defiantly, letting these – the file had classified them as dhemite – know that she wasn’t afraid, but only received a low rumble that she knew was a laugh.
"Tie her up."