1 "Well, this got exciting pretty quick," Dax Dargon said to her robot partner, Highbeam. They were crouched behind a dumpster with shock blasts and sonic grenades exploding in the dead end alley around them. Every Ka-pow! scrambled Highbeam''s digital face. Each time it returned to normal, his frown was bigger. "Never a dull moment with you, Dax," the robot grumbled as a sonic grenade sailed overhead and crashed into the building behind them. Concrete sprayed into the air. Dax pulled her bandanna over her mouth and nose and waited for the dust to settle. It was tragic what the Plague was doing to her city.
Her dad used to bring her here to shop in the street markets when she was little. Now it was a war zone. "You don''t blame me for this mess, do you?" "Let me see. You stole a top-secret weapon from the Plague mothership in broad daylight. Yes, I think this is your fault." "I didn''t have a choice, big guy. You heard what those guards were saying about this thing." Dax wriggled out of her pack and dug around inside it until she found the object at the center of all the excitement.
It was no bigger than a sheet of paper, thick and made from a hard transparent substance. Inside it, circuitry and lights blinked and zipped around like snow bees. Dax had seen a lot of odd things since joining the Resistance, but nothing like this. "They called it a wormhole generator," Highbeam grumbled. "And it sounds like trouble." "They also said it could break the back of the Resistance. The Plague could send troops anywhere in a flash without warning. We couldn''t defend ourselves," Dax said.
"Well, a heads-up would have been nice," Highbeam said. "Or maybe a discussion about a plan and an escape route. They''ve got us pinned down in this alley." "Aww, buddy. You sound like one of those boring old robots that putter around the park," Dax said. "We''re spies. This is part of the job description. What happened to the Highbeam Silverman, who was always ready for adventure?" "I''m not old--but I''d like to be someday! Unfortunately, my kid partner keeps getting us into trouble.
" He fired a couple of shots from his hand cannon before ducking back down. "Don''t call me a kid," Dax hissed, rising to spray the alley with her shocker. "I''m going to be thirteen soon!" "In a year and two months, and that''s looking less and less likely. You noticed the bright yellow warnings painted on the side of this dumpster we''re using as a shield, right?" Dax focused on the words and gasped. "This thing is full of fusion waste! Who would leave this in the street?" "Probably some scavenger trying to sell it. One lucky shot from those soldiers and we''re all going sky high!" "Attention, blue-skinned criminal and robot sidekick!" A commanding voice at the other end of the alley silenced the shooting. "Sidekick?" Highbeam cried. "I''m not a sidekick!" "My name is Major Sin Kraven of the Plague High Guard.
You have stolen property that belongs to the armada. We have you surrounded. You cannot escape. I urge you to use your tiny, primitive brains and surrender. If you cooperate, I offer a rare act of mercy." "This ought to be good," Dax whispered to Highbeam. She cupped her hand and shouted, "We''re listening!" "Your deaths will be quick. When my people lay their eggs inside your body, you will not suffer.
Our offspring will grow inside you, feasting on your internal meats. Once they are strong enough, they will claw their way out of your corpse and join our ranks." "How is that merciful?" Dax shouted. "We prefer to lay our eggs inside a living person and keep them that way until our hoppers hatch," Kraven explained. Highbeam cringed. "I''m going to need some time to think about it!" Dax yelled. "You have three minutes!" Kraven said. Highbeam poked his head over the top of the dumpster.
"I assume we''re passing on his offer. I count ten soldiers, but I''m sure there are more on the way," he reported. "Here''s the plan: I''m going to go out there and break some heads. While they''re bleeding all over the street, you take the gizmo and make a run for it. Got it? Good. Demolition mode." A yellow warning light on the robot''s chest flashed and Highbeam''s head sank between his shoulders like he was an enormous steel turtle. He cracked his robot knuckles and moved to stand, but Dax held his arm.
"They''ll blow you apart. We''re going to have to try something else." "What else can we do? Oh, no! You''ve got that look in your eye." "What look?" she asked. "The look you give me when we''re about to do something dumb!" Dax dismissed him with a wave of her hand. Her attention was already on the stolen weapon. "Can you link to this thing? Maybe there are some instructions buried inside it." Highbeam''s head returned to normal.
His frown was even bigger, but he didn''t argue. A low humming sound came out of his chest, and a moment later a bell chime told them he had succeeded. "Uh-oh! Dax, this is Alcherian, which means it''s complicated and dangerous. We shouldn''t mess with it." "Alcherian? Then what the guards said was true," she said. "When the Plague destroyed Alcheria, they captured scientists, and now they are forcing them to build weapons. This thing must be the real deal. How do I turn it on?" "Dax, you''re not thinking what I think you''re thinking, are you?" "I probably am," she admitted.
"Forget it!" "Two minutes!" Kraven shouted. "Highbeam! We''re running out of time," Dax cried. "Where''s the on button?" "Fine! You have to shake it," he grumbled. It sounded silly, but Dax did as she was told and watched the sheet unfold in her hands like an intricate origami. It formed a cube, complete with a control panel and a view-screen on one side. A murky red planet floated there, as well as a cascade of information about its atmosphere, population, and vegetation. "What''s this?" Dax said, eyeing it closely. "This thing has info on every known planet in the universe," Highbeam explained.
Dax studied the red planet. It was practically one giant volcano. It wouldn''t work for her plan, but if Highbeam was right, she guessed the arrow buttons under the screen would give her another option. The red planet vanished, and a yellow world covered in endless deserts took its place. It was too close to its sun. The next planet was far too close to the Plague home world. The next was littered with craters and barely had an atmosphere. The next was being dragged into a black hole.
"One minute!" Kraven shouted. Suddenly, a tiny blue globe appeared in the screen. It had green continents and wide oceans. There wasn''t much information about it, only that its population was primitive compared to her world. They hadn''t even achieved interstellar travel, but it was on the far side of the universe, in a galaxy called the Milky Way about as far as you could get from the Plague. It was perfect. "How do I log in coordinates?" "Type in the location number on the keypad, but really, Dax! We should not test-drive a technology this complicated. We could end up inside a sun, or freezing to death on an ice planet.
Dax? Are you listening to me? No, of course you''re not listening to me." Her fingers typed in the coordinates. "Target Lock: Earth" appeared on the screen, and a blue button flashed the words "Open Tunnel." She was about to push it, when Highbeam stopped her. "Whoa! Slow down! You have to log in a specific location," Highbeam said. "If you don''t, there''s no way of knowing where the wormhole will open." "Your time is up, blue skin!" Kraven shouted. "What is your answer?" "Sorry, partner.
Looks like we are out of time." Dax pushed the blue button. Her ears were pounded by a strange booming sound, like water rushing through a tube, only louder than anything she had ever heard. A blinding light followed from the top of the box, and for a moment neither Dax nor Highbeam could see or hear anything. When their eyes and ears finally adjusted, they found something strange materializing in front of them. A hole in space hovered above the cube, as if someone had taken a knife and sliced open reality. Inside it was a swirling whirlpool. Stars, planets, asteroids, and comets spun around in it like ingredients in a blender.
It was the most beautiful and bewildering thing either of them had ever seen. Unfortunately, the lights and noise alerted Kraven and his soldiers and their attack resumed, only this time with twice the savagery. Debris from explosions rained down, some of it landing dangerously close to the two spies. Whoosh! A grenade hit the ground so close to the dumpster it nearly toppled over onto Dax and Highbeam. "You''ve gone and made them mad, Dax!" Highbeam said, returning fire. "Hop into the hole. I''ll fight them off as long as I can." "Not me, big guy.
You." Dax reached up to the.