Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 6

Our little pissing match had attracted some unwelcome attention, in particular three large and rather unfriendly looking aliens. Picture the love child of an armadillo and a rock, beaten half to death with the ugly stick. Their tentacle-like tongues flicked in and out of their narrow mouths as they formed a half-circle around us.

“You are hoo-man?” the largest one asked in the local trade language. My wrist console translated for me through my ear-jewel, though I understood well enough to get along without it.

“Yes,” Jane answered before I could say anything. “Though we are not official emissaries, we express our greetings in a spirit of friendship.”

She was a lot better at the trade language than I was, but she had still missed a few non-verbal cues. The two grunts stood with their centers of gravity low and their arm-like upper appendages ready for action, like linebackers just before a play. They all carried dagger-like blades on their belts, with a longer one sheathed on the backs of their knotted shells. It was clear that they weren’t here to establish friendly diplomatic relations.

My hand slipped down to Kindness, the .45 ACP 2011 holstered on my hip.

“You come with us,” the head rockadillo said, its tongue flitting rapidly. “No question. No resist.”

“I’m sorry, but there must be some mistake,” said Jane, frowning at their odd request.

“We no mistake. You hoo-man, you come now. No more talk!”

“Friends, please,” said Ivosh, stepping between them. “There is no need to—”

Without any warning, Grunt Number One lunged forward and threw a punch into Ivosh’s body with a sickening snap, and the empath tumbled over the countertop. Jane screamed, and I bolted into action.


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Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 5

“Yes,” said Jane, sighing. “Ivosh, allow me to introduce my friend Sam. Sam, Ivosh.”

“This man is your friend?”

“Yes, he is. We knew each other at Earthfleet Academy.”

Ivosh’s pursed lips quickly turned to a wan smile, and his hair went from red to brown in almost an instant. “Forgive me for the misunderstanding, my good sir. It is truly a pleasure to meet you.”

The David Bowie look must have been an attempt to intimidate me, because Ivosh dropped it almost immediately—or at least fast-forwarded a couple of decades. He offered his hand and probably would have kissed me on the cheek, if I weren’t so careful to keep my distance.

“Sam is something of a mercenary,” Jane explained. “You want someone dead, pay him well enough, and he’ll get the job done. Unless someone else pays him to turn on you.”

“I prefer ‘man of fortune.’ And contrary to what you might think, Jane, I never go back on my word.”

She rolled her eyes, probably because I didn’t deny being a mercenary. At the time, though, I thought it was my honesty she was questioning. That made me a little touchy.

“Name one time that I’ve lied to you, Jane. One time.”

“Are you forgetting that you stood by and let the slavers take me?”

“That’s different. I was working for someone else. He betrayed you, not me.”

“Oh, for the love of—”


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Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 4

“So, what happened after the slave auction?”

She sighed. “I was bought by a band of empath shapeshifters. They were kind enough to free me, so long as I signed an employment contract. I’m working for them now.”

“Empath shapeshifters?”

“It’s a race we haven’t catalogued yet. They feed on emotional energy, and can alter their physical form to match most alien races.”

“Sounds like an interesting bunch,” I said, accepting my cocktail from the barkeep. I drizzled some of my home brew into it and handed the flask to Jane. To my dismay, she refused it. Guess her trust only went so far.

“They’ve been treating me all right. Humans are new to them, so they’re eager to learn as much about us as they can. They run a sort of host club for alien races, catering to their emotional needs.”

“A host club?”

“Yeah. They do what they can to pleasure their clients, and feed off of the positive emotions that ensue.”

“So, a brothel, then.”

She stiffened. “I’d rather not call it that. Sex isn’t the only service they offer.”

To my credit, I kept my mouth shut.

“In any case,” she continued, “they offered me a secretarial position and free room and board, with the understanding that I would help them adapt their skills to humans.”

“Sounds like a cushy job,” I said, taking a drink.

“It’s not like that,” she said, her cheeks blushing red. “I swear, most of the time, I just—”

“Is this man bothering you, my dear?”

It’s strange enough to meet another human on the far side of the galaxy, but it’s even stranger to hear an alien speak English. Not that the empath shapeshifter didn’t do a good human impression. He looked a little like a young David Bowie, which is to say that he’d crawled out of the uncanny valley, if just barely. High cheekbones, pursed lips, and eyebrows that looked more than a little metro, with a wild red carrot top.

I looked from him to Jane and back again. “Empath shapeshifter, right?”


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Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 3

“Uh, hi,” I said, taking the seat next to her.

“You!” she said. Her eyes fixated on me like a targeting lock, and I could tell I was about to get burned.

“Hey, it wasn’t my fault,” I tried to explain. “In fact, I—”

“More than a thousand men, women, and children are slaves thanks to you. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“It looks like you made out all right, though.”

Her glare only got hotter. “Do you have any idea what it’s like to be sold on an auction block? To stand there like a piece of chattel while hundreds of aliens bid on you? It was the most degrading and humiliating experience of my life.”

“If I had been there, I would have bought you myself.”

I meant that if I’d caught up to her in time, I would have spared her the humiliation by buying her off before the auction. But I’ve never been smooth around women, human or otherwise.

“That came out wrong,” I said quickly. “What I meant was—”

“You pig,” she said, her eyes blazing with rage. “You bottom-sucking, piss-drinking, retrograde cretin!”

I took a deep breath and sighed. “Let’s start over, okay? I’m sorry, Jane—really, I am.”

Her glare cooled, but not by much. She folded her arms and narrowed her eyes.

“And what about the other Setarni? The families that were broken up? The children who will probably be slaves for the rest of their lives?”

“I’m sorry, but that wasn’t my fault. The captain sold them out before I could do anything to stop him.”

“Please don’t tell me he’s here with you.”

“He isn’t,” I said quickly. “We got into an altercation with the Zan, and I handed him over before bugging out.”

Jane smirked. “Betrayal for betrayal. I suppose that’s justice.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”


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Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 2

Realizing that I was stranded, I did the only sensible thing and headed to the nearest bar for a drink.

The fifth planet of Gorinal Prime is the only one in the system that’s habitable, if you’re willing to stretch the definition of the word. G-Prime V is essentially a giant desert, with oceans of sand instead of water. Fortunately, the spaceport is on the planet’s north pole, where the weather is cool enough there to have clouds, rain, and even a couple salty seas. With nowhere else to go, I decided to try what was left of my rapidly deteriorating luck.

Every spaceport in the galaxy has a seedy cantina somewhere nearby. At G-Prime V, that’s a place the locals call the Oasis. Finding humans in the Orion Arm isn’t too hard; xenologists, merchants, vagabonds, and men of fortune like myself are all pretty common in that corner of the galaxy. But the Gorinal Cluster is in the Scutum-Crux Arm, on the far side of the galactic core. Out there, humans are as rare as ice on a neutron star.

So you can imagine my shock when I saw a twenty-something blonde at the bar—one who was definitely not happy to see me.


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Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 1

The Gorinal Star Cluster is, in every meaningful sense, the armpit of the galaxy. And it was just my luck to get stranded there when shit hit the fan.

I didn’t know that at the time, of course. My ship, the Star Runner, was in pretty bad shape (Don’t ask.), and except for the fuel in my tank, I was broke. Desperate as I was for work—any kind of work—the lawless Gorinal Cluster was the only real option for a gunslinger like me.

The name’s Sam, by the way. Sam Kletchka, of New Texas. I spent a year at Earthfleet Academy before dropping out on my twenty-first birthday to seek my fortune among the stars.

Back in those days, Earthfleet was mostly just twentieth-century submarines and aircraft carriers, hastily repurposed and barely spaceworthy. Only three decades had passed since first contact with the galactics and we were still in a mad scramble to put as many colonies on the starmap as possible. With all of our resources tied up in the Gliese colonies, there was no boldly going for the class of ’39.

Fortunately, we didn’t have to seek out new life and new civilizations: they came to us. So, after dropping out of the Earthfleet Academy, I signed onto a Hyadean star freighter and never looked back.


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Captives in Obscurity — excerpt 9

“How do I figure into all of this?” Reva asked, her voice trembling. “What do you want from me?”

Gulchina looked her squarely in the eye. “I want you to take us there, Reva. I want you to be a mother to my men. To them, I may well be a god, but I am not immortal. And my dream will take generations to be realized.”

“Your dream?”

“To found a new nation: a people who live beyond the settled stars. With me as their god and you as their mother, we will raise up a free nation beyond the reach of any empire.”

Reva didn’t know what to say. Her hands still trembled, even though her fear now seemed unfounded. She’d known for a long time that Gulchina had been grooming her for something, but to become the mother of a nation? It sounded insane.

Or was it? Gulchina was right about one thing at least: Reva was a stranger and a vagabond. Ever since she had stepped out of that cryotank, she had struggled to find a place for herself in this strange, lonely universe. To become the mother of a nation—it sounded crazy, but if there was even a chance…

“You are an orphan child of the Outworlds,” said Gulchina, breaking the pensive silence. “You have absolutely nothing to lose.”

“What difference does that make?”

“Because it frees you to pursue that which you truly desire. Tell me, is there anything you want more than a new family and a home? A place where you fully belong?”

She’s right, Reva realized. I want that more than anything.

“I don’t know,” she said. “The things I’ve seen you do, I… I don’t know if I could do that.”

Gulchina tapped her tablet and returned to her chair. The holographic projector switched off, and the lights faded back on.

“We have been over this before, Reva. Corporal Sarnai’s execution was unfortunate, but necessary.”

“But making it into a spectacle—don’t you think that was a little excessive?”

“Nations can only be born in blood, Reva. And if I am cruel, it is because the stars themselves are cruel. On a starship such as ours, every duty is of critical importance. A failure at any point could lead to catastrophe, and in the outer reaches of space, there is no one who will come to our rescue. And so I must maintain discipline at all costs.”

“But still—”

“Do you think I took pleasure in his death?” Gulchina asked. “Do you think I enjoyed watching his corpse drift out into the empty void? There may have been an element of spectacle to the execution, but I assure you, Reva, my tears were real.”

“They were?”

Gulchina leaned forward and put a hand on Reva’s knee. At her touch, Reva’s legs went weak, and her hands stopped trembling.

“Yes, Reva. I love my men—all of them. That is why I push them so hard. I want them to become something greater than any of them could be apart.”

“And what about me?” Reva asked, her voice barely louder than a whisper.

“I believe that you are capable of far more than you realize. When I first took you onto this ship, I could see it in your eyes. You may not fully believe in yourself, Reva, but I do. And I am ready to share all that I have with you.”

She means it, Reva realized. She really does.


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There is no escape beyond Star's End.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Gulchina's cruelty knows no bounds, and on the edge of known space, no one can stop her. But an unexplored planet holds an ancient alien secret that may prove to be a game changer.

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There is no escape beyond Star’s End.

The deadliest pirates in the galaxy have stolen the technology that will transform it. Now, on the edge of known space, they are poised to start an empire of their own.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Neither of them knows the extent of Gulchina’s plans, or whether the madwoman will keep them both alive after she achieves them.

But an unexplored planet beyond the Far Outworlds holds an ancient alien secret that not even Gulchina has uncovered. That secret will tip the balance in

SONS OF THE STARFARERS
BOOK V: CAPTIVES IN OBSCURITY

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Author: Joe Vasicek
Series: Sons of the Starfarers, Book 5
Genres: Science Fiction, Space Opera
Tag: 2016 Release
Publication Year: May 2016
Length: short novel
List Price: $9.99
eBook Price: $2.99
Joe Vasicek

Joe Vasicek fell in love with science fiction and fantasy when he read The Neverending Story as a child. He is the author of more than twenty books, including Genesis Earth, Gunslinger to the Stars, The Sword Keeper, and the Sons of the Starfarers series. As a young man, he studied Arabic at Brigham Young University and traveled across the Middle East and the Caucasus Mountains. He lives in Utah with his wife and two apple trees.

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Captives in Obscurity — excerpt 8

Gulchina’s private quarters were unlike any other place on the ship. A stunningly ornate rug covered the floor, its intricate woven design mesmerizing the eye. The table that sat in the center was made from authentic wood and inlaid with mosaic patterns of burgundy, teal, and mother-of-pearl. The wallscreens were set to show planetscapes viewed from the surface, mostly of deserts with ancient ruins jutting out like the bones of long-dead civilizations. The only sign that they were still on a starship was the single porthole on the opposite wall.

The door slid shut with a faint hiss, making Reva flinch.

“You are wondering why I called you here,” Gulchina said, waiting for Reva to take the other chair before resuming her seat across the wooden table. “I have many duties to attend to, so we will not waste time with small talk.”

“Very well,” said Reva.

Gulchina tapped the keypad on the armrest of her chair, and a server bot emerged from an unseen receptacle with two glasses of hot tea. Reva accepted one of the porcelain cups and held it in her lap while Gulchina took a sip from hers.

“In the next twenty-four hours, I will leave the Temujin to oversee an operation several parsecs from here. I am leaving Commander Wolf in command.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I believe you have something to tell me—a secret you have been keeping from me for some time.”

Reva’s heart skipped a beat, and her legs went suddenly numb. “What do you mean?”

“We have already agreed not to waste each other’s time. I advise you not to test my patience.”

Sweat began to pool on the back of Reva’s neck as her mind raced for some excuse. She set her cup down carefully on the table, her hand trembling noticeably. Gulchina eyed her with all the studied patience of a cat waiting to pounce.

“I-I didn’t think you knew.”

“I make it a point to know of everything that happens on my ship.”

“It’s just an innocent fling, I swear. We had a history together, and after you took us captive, our feelings for each other—”

“I’m not talking about your bi-weekly make-out sessions in the fourth deck maintenance closet,” said Gulchina. “That was merely a cover for your true intent.”

Reva’s fear quickly turned to panic. Her clandestine meetings with Isaac, their secret plans to escape—there was nothing Gulchina didn’t know. Corporal Sarnai’s execution and Ensign Matsuda’s ritual suicide flashed across her mind, threatening to break her.

“Are you going to kill me?” she asked softly.

“If you don’t confess, I will be forced to.”

Reva hung her head. “Isaac and I—we were planning to escape.”

Gulchina rose to her feet and began to pace. The wallscreens shifted to display a panoramic deep space starfield. The room dimmed noticeably, with the milky band of the galaxy stretching all around the room.

“It was all my idea though,” Reva said quickly, surprising herself. “I was the one who initiated it. If anyone should be punished, it’s—”

“Ever since I took you on board this ship, I have been testing you,” Gulchina interrupted her. “By now, it must be obvious why.”

“Because you’ve been grooming me as your successor?” Though Reva had always suspected as much, neither of them had openly said it until now.

“Indeed. And I must confess, you’ve performed quite admirably. In only a matter of months, you’ve learned our language and become quite fluent in it. Your insights into history have been incisive, and your observations of the crew have demonstrated a remarkable understanding of the principles of leadership. You have consistently shown yourself to be resourceful, independent, adept, and intelligent.”

But what? What are you trying to get at?

“You have great potential,” Gulchina continued. “If only you had had the ambition to match it.”

“What makes you think I ever wanted any of this?” Reva cried, her heart pounding. “That I wanted to be your—your protégé?” Now that her plot with Isaac had been exposed, she had nothing left to lose. It terrified and invigorated her at the same time to speak so openly.

“Because you are alone in this universe, Reva. You are a stranger, a vagabond. Your people are extinct, their culture and language forgotten. Without me, you are lost.”

“And how can you change any of that?”

Gulchina smiled. “By making you the mother of a great nation.”


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Captives in Obscurity

Captives in Obscurity

There is no escape beyond Star's End.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Gulchina's cruelty knows no bounds, and on the edge of known space, no one can stop her. But an unexplored planet holds an ancient alien secret that may prove to be a game changer.

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About the Book

There is no escape beyond Star’s End.

The deadliest pirates in the galaxy have stolen the technology that will transform it. Now, on the edge of known space, they are poised to start an empire of their own.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Neither of them knows the extent of Gulchina’s plans, or whether the madwoman will keep them both alive after she achieves them.

But an unexplored planet beyond the Far Outworlds holds an ancient alien secret that not even Gulchina has uncovered. That secret will tip the balance in

SONS OF THE STARFARERS
BOOK V: CAPTIVES IN OBSCURITY

Details
Author: Joe Vasicek
Series: Sons of the Starfarers, Book 5
Genres: Science Fiction, Space Opera
Tag: 2016 Release
Publication Year: May 2016
Length: short novel
List Price: $9.99
eBook Price: $2.99
Joe Vasicek

Joe Vasicek fell in love with science fiction and fantasy when he read The Neverending Story as a child. He is the author of more than twenty books, including Genesis Earth, Gunslinger to the Stars, The Sword Keeper, and the Sons of the Starfarers series. As a young man, he studied Arabic at Brigham Young University and traveled across the Middle East and the Caucasus Mountains. He lives in Utah with his wife and two apple trees.

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Captives in Obscurity — excerpt 7

Isaac turned down the next side corridor and walked quickly, his heart beginning to race. At the end of the corridor, a hatch led to the maintenance shaft for the docking bay equipment. It was the only way to get close enough to the outrider shuttles to sync with one without being seen. Isaac was pretty sure he could do it without alerting the ship’s AI, but he didn’t know the network’s architecture well enough to be sure. This was going to take some time.

After glancing behind him to make sure no one was watching, he swung the hatch open and climbed in. The only light in the place came from a single caged bulb on each level, glowing a sickly reddish orange. He ran down the stairs as quietly as he could manage and pushed into the narrow crawlspace on his knees and elbows.

Pipes and conduit ran along the walls on either side of him, some of them corroding. He slid carefully around a section of exposed and fraying wires. At length, he reached the section where he estimated the outriders to be. By pressing his face against the floor in the narrow crawlspace, he managed to reach around to his back pocket and pull out the console.

“Come on, come on,” he whispered as the device cycled out of sleep mode. Footsteps sounded through the bulkheads somewhere above him.

As soon as the console was active, he toggled through a series of menus, looking for the connectivity options. Thankfully, it didn’t automatically connect to the ship’s network—Reva must have had the foresight to turn that functionality off. But the operating system was one that he’d never seen before, and the GUI was counterintuitive and difficult to navigate. All of the options were in the wrong places, and none of the menu options made sense.

Sweat formed on his forehead as he tried to figure out how to work the damn thing. If he was gone much longer, someone was bound to get suspicious. The crawlspace was too narrow to turn around in, and he soon felt as if the walls were closing in.

Taking a deep breath, he paused for a moment to calm himself and try again. This time, things began to fall into place. He found the menu for connectivity and began cycling through the options.

At that moment, the bulkheads began to hum. Isaac ignored it at first, thinking it was just in his head, but the humming soon became too loud for him to ignore. He frowned and looked around him, only to realized that the floor grating was starting to vibrate.

We’re about to make a jump, he realized.

He paused for a few moments to wait it out. Instead of resolving, though, the humming became louder and more intense. The walls of the crawlspace seemed to collapse on him, while paradoxically growing wider at the same time. He closed his eyes, expecting it to end at any moment, but the buildup only became more intense.

Just when he thought he couldn’t possibly handle it anymore, the universe seemed to flip inside out. He gasped, and in a moment of panic thought that he was outside the ship. But when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in the crawlspace exactly as before.

That wasn’t a normal jump, he realized. We must have gone almost a light-year. Maybe even farther.

The thought made his heart start to pound. Normal starships never made jumps that big—it was just too dangerous. The farther one tried to travel in a single jump, the harder it was to predict where the ship would actually emerge from jumpspace. And while the likelihood of crashing into a planet or an asteroid or the heart of a star was practically infinitesimal, emerging in a high density region like a nebula or a molecular cloud could cause irreparable damage.

Not if the pirates are using the jump beacon technology they stole from us, Isaac realized. That technology would allow even a large ship like the Temujin to jump from beacon to beacon with hardly any risk. A voyage of months could be reduced to a few days.

Either way, the message was clear: He and Reva had to escape at the earliest opportunity.


Captives in Obscurity, book 5 in the Sons of the Starfarers series, will be available in ebook form on May 15th. Pre-order or find out more below:

Captives in Obscurity

Captives in Obscurity

There is no escape beyond Star's End.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Gulchina's cruelty knows no bounds, and on the edge of known space, no one can stop her. But an unexplored planet holds an ancient alien secret that may prove to be a game changer.

Order Now!
About the Book

There is no escape beyond Star’s End.

The deadliest pirates in the galaxy have stolen the technology that will transform it. Now, on the edge of known space, they are poised to start an empire of their own.

Isaac and Reva are running out of time. Neither of them knows the extent of Gulchina’s plans, or whether the madwoman will keep them both alive after she achieves them.

But an unexplored planet beyond the Far Outworlds holds an ancient alien secret that not even Gulchina has uncovered. That secret will tip the balance in

SONS OF THE STARFARERS
BOOK V: CAPTIVES IN OBSCURITY

Details
Author: Joe Vasicek
Series: Sons of the Starfarers, Book 5
Genres: Science Fiction, Space Opera
Tag: 2016 Release
Publication Year: May 2016
Length: short novel
List Price: $9.99
eBook Price: $2.99
Joe Vasicek

Joe Vasicek fell in love with science fiction and fantasy when he read The Neverending Story as a child. He is the author of more than twenty books, including Genesis Earth, Gunslinger to the Stars, The Sword Keeper, and the Sons of the Starfarers series. As a young man, he studied Arabic at Brigham Young University and traveled across the Middle East and the Caucasus Mountains. He lives in Utah with his wife and two apple trees.

Some of the links in the page above are "affiliate links." This means if you click on the link and purchase the item, I will receive an affiliate commission. You will not receive any additional charge. As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases.