Kindle Amazon Countdown: Beginning of Pegasus Colony

Starting Dec. 16, you can buy the Kindle version of Pegasus Colony from Amazon’s Countdown for $0.99.

The countdown runs until Dec. 23 when the novel will return to it’s original price of $3.99.

Here is the beginning of Pegasus Colony.

CAPTAIN’S LOG

WSC EAGLE   Captain Richard Fontner    Year 2144, November 1

Folded space is a success. It only took twelve years to travel twenty-seven light-years to the planet Akiane within the Pegasus Constellation.

The star of this system shines bright. Five planets orbit it, including our destination planet, Akiane.

We have been in orbit around Akiane for nine days, running tests and sending out probes.

 

Captain Fontner’s Office

The captain’s office door unceremoniously flew open.

“Captain!” the first mate called.

“Computer, stop and close.” The holographic computer screen disappeared. “Yes, Commander?”

“We’ve lost control.” The commander’s usual calm demeanor had crumbled. She slouched in the doorway. Worry lines etched her young face. Her hands trembled.

The captain tensed. “Lost control of what?” he asked.

“All of it, Sir.” Her voice shook. “Everything. We’ve lost the ship.”

Captain Fontner stared at her. “How is that possible?” he asked weakly.

“I . . .” Before she could answer, the ship swayed.

Like an old eighteenth century windjammer, the Eagle gently creaked and groaned.

The commander looked up and around for the source of the noise. “A space ship doesn’t make those kinds of noises,” she said. Tears of fear rolled down her cheeks.

“Commander, control yourself,” the captain said.

The creaks and groans became louder.

She was right. Something was wrong; whatever was happening, it wasn’t normal. Captain Fontner’s head pounded with anxiety. He thought of his family, his wife and children were on board.

He should be with them right now to calm their fears, but the ship and crew came first. They always did.

The ship tilted.

The first mate lost her footing and disappeared behind the wall. Captain Fontner gripped the armrests of his chair.

The ship tilted in the opposite direction. The commander slid past the doorway.

Eagle seemed to twist in awkward angles, then dropped several meters.

It happened so fast and with such force, Fontner lost his grip.

He hit the ceiling. When Eagle righted herself, Fontner dropped belly first onto his desk with a “Humph.”

He first heard the impenetrable glass in the bridge observatory window crack. Then the window in his office did the same.

His thoughts tuned his wife and children. He would not get to say good-bye. He could not save his ship and he could not say good-bye.

In the next instant, everything flipped upside down.

Screams came from the bridge as people were tossed about like rag dolls.

The captain’s shoulder dislocated as he slammed back into the ceiling. Eagle tilted to one side. Fontner slid toward the window in his office. Bits of glass disappeared as they were sucked out. Oxygen whistled as it escaped into space.

The window twisted. He knew it was illogical, but Fontner felt his blood start to boil as the vacuum of space invaded his office.

He was not with his family or his crew. It was just him and his ship. And she was failing him.

WSC Eagle exploded.