Friday, June 13, 2014

Friday Flash Fiction: Trilogy, Part II

As year two of Friday Flash Fiction draws to a close, Kurt has put together a flash fiction story so epic that it can't be contained in only 600 words.

Trilogy, Part II
Word Count: 599

“We’ll warn them,” said Clink. “We’ll show up in a combatant ship and tell people they’re about to be invaded. Brilliant plan.” He tapped on the prison bars. A cold cross-breeze stole any hope of warmth from their cell.

“I’ll admit it didn’t go as well as I’d hoped,” said Jess.

“Don’t let it bother you, Captain,” said Rena. “We’ll get out of this.”

“Pfft,” said Clink.

“We will.”

“How do you know that?”

Rena shrugged. She was huddled in the corner, hugging a grapefruit-sized stone they’d found on the marauder ship. “I just know,” she said.

“When the marauders come,” said Jess, “they’ll know we were right. Then, hopefully someone will think to rescue us.”

“For all the good it will do,” said Clink. “By the time the assault happens, it’ll be too late to run.”

“It won’t be like that,” said Rena.

“Maybe they’re not coming,” said Jess.

“They are,” said Rena.

Jess gave Rena a quizzical look. “You sound awfully certain.”

“I can see it,” said Rena.

Jess squinted into the ocean of clouds and sky beneath and around them. “I don’t see anything.”

“Not see see,” said Rena. “I can just tell. I can’t really explain it.”

“Try,” said Jess.

“You know how when you drop a rock, you can see that it’s going to fall?”

“Okay,” said Jess.

“It’s like that,” said Rena.

“You ought to drop that rock,” said Clink. “For all the good it’s brought us.”

“We need it,” said Rena.

“I suppose you can see that too,” said Clink.

“I can,” said Rena with a shiver. “Besides, it’s warm.”

“Probably radioactive,” said Clink dismissively.

“Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean I can’t see it,” said Rena. “I’ve always been good at seeing things. That’s why I’m the navigator.”

Jess furrowed her brow in thought. “Let me see it,” she said. Rena handed the rock over. It was warm to the touch. “This could be dangerous.”

Rena shrugged.

“Not going to defend it to your Captain?” asked Clink.

Rena shrugged again.

“You don’t see anything right now?”

Rena blinked slowly and sighed, then she shook her head.

“I thought you were good at seeing things,” said Clink.

“I was,” said Rena.

“You are,” said Jess. “But you were better with the stone.”

“Bah,” said Clink.

“What are you good at, Clink?” asked Jess.

“Fixing things,” said Clink. “That’s why I’m the mechanic.”

“Better at breaking things,” said Rena.

“Who asked you!” said Clink.

“She’s not wrong,” said Jess. “Take it.” She handed the stone to Clink. “Break the door.”

Clink stared in disbelief. “You’re joking.”

“Break the door,” said Jess.

“How am I—”

“Just do it,” said Jess. “Do whatever comes naturally.”

Clink bristled. “This is the stupidest… Oh, for crying out loud.” He walked over the door and tapped on it with his hand.

The cell door fell off its hinge. Bars came loose and clanked loudly to the floor.

“Well, grease my arse,” said Clink.

“You said they were coming,” said Jess. “How soon?”

“I don’t know,” said Rena.

Jess snatched the stone from Clink and handed it to the navigator. “How soon?”

Rena looked into the clouds. “Two days,” said Rena.

“That’s enough time to escape and figure out some kind of defense,” said Jess. “Let’s get out of here.”

Rena placed the stone in Jess’s hand.

“No,” said Jess. “We need your eyes.”

“Not now,” said Rena. “Now we need someone to lead us, and you’re our leader. I want to see what happens when you have it. What are you good at?”

To be continued...

Edited by Carolyn "A Feeder For Your Soul" Abram

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