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Excerpts From The Warrior Woman

The next day, Paul and Heather sat with: George; the two starship captains; the admiral; Dactina Smedin; Martina Pankin; Weji Tanko, head of the Department of Interplanetary Affairs; and the Crubon in his off-world office on Abool. The room was neatly-decorated with holographic art and potted plants, plus two large windows with a view overlooking the colony compound’s interior.

“Let’s look at what we’ve got,” Tau Ceti 2’s leader said to start the discussion. “Captain Jara, you’ve checked out some anomalous energy readings on Alpha Mensae 3 that suggested possible covert activity by an alien race. Nothing definitive, but we could conjecture one with hostile intentions planning a surprise attack on us.”

“Yes, sir,” Hex said. “That’s one possibility. We discovered a force field around the planet and were hit by an energy pulse when we got close. It appears likely that there are intelligent beings on the planet’s surface who don’t want company. Perhaps they don’t want anyone to know what they’re doing because they’re preparing to do something nasty.”

“Do you have any more information on who might be down there?”

“No, sir.”

The Crubon turned to the other starship commander. “Captain Rudemus, you discovered an entire civilization of intelligent beings that was wiped out by a powerful weapon in the G267-849 system. That is much more alarming.”

“Indeed it is, Mr. Crubon,” Steg agreed. “We have hard evidence of a massacre, but we have no idea who did it.”

“I don’t know if the two are connected,” the admiral remarked, “but regardless of whom it was, we know someone is out there who could represent a threat to our security.”

“Uh-huh.” Kim waited for Heather to elaborate, but there was only silence.  She then asked, “In what way do you think you haven’t reached closure?”

“Well, my dad resented me for being a girl because he had wanted another son after his first son died. Never approved of what I did. Said I was stupid and would never amount to anything. He had an old-fashioned attitude that a woman’s place was in the home and that I had no business joining the Space Fleet.”

“I see. That must have made you feel unloved, unappreciated.”

Rage welled up in Heather. “Yes,” she said through gritted teeth. “I was recently promoted to lieutenant-commander and he didn’t give a damn.”

“How does that make you feel?”

“Angry!” She pounded her fist on the arm of her chair.

Startled, Kim leaned back in her chair, while Heather continued to rant.

“Who does he think he is calling me a dumb blonde? What do I have to do to show him I can be just as successful as any son he might have had?” She lowered her head and spoke in a sotto voce, “The problem is there’s no way to get his approval, now that he’s gone.”

“And that’s why you feel you have unfinished business.”

“Exactly.” Heather sighed. “I’ll never get to prove myself to him.”

“Admiral, Captain Hex Jara here.”


“I’m on the surface of Alpha Mensae 3—”

“On the surface?” Mirabco was puzzled. “Didn’t our sensors detect hostile environmental conditions there?”

“Yes, but they were wrong. I’ll explain in a moment. I must inform you of recent serious developments with potentially disastrous consequences, sir.”


“We found out that Alpha Mensae 3 is inhabited by a species of highly-evolved bears called Bardrosians. Standing next to me is Commodore Baroldeez Booch.” Hex motioned for him to step over.

Booch stood in front of the image and took a slight bow. “Pleased to meet you, Admiral.”

“Likewise,” Mirabco replied with amazement.

“We’ll be working together in the near future, as your captain will explain.” Booch then stepped back, while Hex faced the admiral’s image and continued:

“Here’s what’s going on, sir. The Bardrosians fled from a distant star system after being attacked by a hostile alien species called the Thessals, and came across Alpha Mensae 3. Contrary to what we thought, the planet is habitable. The Bardrosians generated a special force field that caused misreadings in our sensors so that the planet would appear uninhabitable to us, but that field has deteriorated, which would account for the peculiar energy readings we detected. Now the Bardrosians are vulnerable. The hostiles have a massive fleet with the intention of conquering different star systems, including ours, and anyone else they might encounter.”

But change can and does occur,” Teez-Poze consoled. “I’m in charge of this Order, so I will allow you, as a female, to become a Warrior, provided you meet certain conditions.”

Heather felt a little apprehensive. “What kind of conditions?”

“Let’s find out. Stand up and be still for a moment.”

He closed his eyes again, concentrated, and waved his right hand in front of him. With a sweeping motion downward he scanned her body.

“Please be seated,” he said when he was through, eyes now open.

She did so. “What do you think?”

“You have the gift. You are an exceptional individual.”

She smiled. “Thank you.”

“You meet the first qualification to be trained.”

“What other qualifications are required?”

“The second is desire. You must truly want this.”

“I do, I do,” she said with enthusiasm.

“Good. I sense the desire in you. Now, do you have the dedication? Learning the mystical arts takes much patience, discipline, and time.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes, Master,” she said deferentially.

“All right. So you have the gift, the desire, and the dedication for training.” He closed his eyes and paused for a moment, focusing on an intuition coming from within him. “Even though you’re not a Bardrosian, there’s something special about you, an extraordinary talent…I will therefore train you myself.”


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