Escape
Copyright© 2026 by Ka Hmnd
Chapter 3: Melburn
We were pulled and pushed off the shuttle and onto the tarmac where an enemy colonel was waiting. He was a small man that sneered at Admiral Green as he looked him over. He gestured, and a guard turned and slugged the admiral in the stomach. He folded, and I shifted to kick when a guard behind me put the muzzle of his weapon to my head, “Go ahead.”
Colonel Noble looked at me as I turned to look at the guard. The admiral straightened, “As you were, Lieutenant.”
I looked at the admiral as he stood and relaxed, “Aye, sir.”
The enemy colonel laughed and gestured again. The guard struck the admiral, and I turned and stomped before spinning around and kicking. The guard folded when I stomped on his foot, and I kicked him in the head before I took a step and kicked forward. The enemy colonel folded and went flying back as the other guards tackled me. I kneed one in the groin and head-butted another in the face.
I was yanked down by my hair, and the muzzle of a pistol put against my forehead. I glared, “Kill me or treat me as a prisoner.”
The enemy colonel staggered towards me with his weapon out. He gestured, “Get them up! Take them to Doom.”
He stepped close when I was on my feet, “Let’s see how you are in three months.”
I smiled, “I will be free in three months, and you will be dead.”
He slugged me, and I went with it as four guards held me. He hit me several times before stepping back, “Take them away.”
I straightened, and the guards pulled us away and to a transport. Colonel Noble looked at me from across the cargo hold, “You okay?”
I looked at the guards, “Yeah, he hits like a girl.”
The guard grinned and then laughed before shaking his head. “You have stones, kid.”
I leaned back and turned my head as if I were sleeping but looked out the tiny window. “I would stay away from him if I were you.”
When the transport hovered, two guards climbed into gun turrets. We were pulled up, and a bag was shoved into our hands. We were shoved out, and a guard removed Admiral Green’s restraints and then the colonel’s. The guard put his pistol to my head as another removed mine. “See you in a few days, Stones.”
He laughed as he shoved me out, and we walked towards the large crowd of prisoners in ragged uniforms. The transport lifted and sped off as a large man stepped out. “I am in charge here. You do what you’re told and...”
I kicked, and he went flying back, and others caught him. I looked at all the high-ranking officers but did not see anyone higher ranking than the admiral. “ATTENTION!”
They shifted and slowly came to attention. I walked forward and grabbed the captain that had spoken. I grabbed his long hair and yanked him up. “On your feet!”
I shoved him back and looked around before walking back to Admiral Green. “What the hell is wrong with you? You are officers.”
I came to attention and saluted the admiral. “Sir.”
He returned my salute and looked around. “Who is in command?”
The captain shifted as I turned to look and cleared his throat. “There is no military here.”
I took a step. “Wrong. I am here, and you will behave as an officer should. Now, who is the ranking officer?”
A colonel stepped out. “I am.”
I nodded and looked at the admiral, and he smiled. “So you can brief us.”
The colonel snorted. “You are in a prison with no way out.”
I cleared my throat. “I have someone I have to see and do not intend to disappoint him. Now, Colonel, who is planning an escape?”
The captain stalked towards me. “You little shit...”
I shifted, and he snapped a kick. I caught it and pushed up. I followed him down to the ground as I brought the synth knife out and touched his throat. “Any idea what a synth knife wound looks like, sir?”
He froze and swallowed as Colonel Noble stepped forward. “Lieutenant.”
I stood and looked around. “If you surrender hope, then you have truly given up. Now I am going to escape, and I need men to come with us.”
The captain stood. “You do not know what you are saying.”
I smiled. “Everything outside this camp is dangerous. We are just over two thousand kilometres from the enemy base. There is a courier ship at the port, and only sats are around the planet.”
I looked around again. “It will take me maybe three weeks before we leave.”
I looked at the admiral. “Any idea how many men crew a courier?”
He blinked and looked around, and a commander cleared his throat. “Ten, I think.”
I nodded. “That means I need at least two pilots.”
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