The guest house on Misko, originally intended as a getaway for Emperor Bartala and Empress Nalau, has been dubbed “the house”. The huge dining room, with it’s massive table makes a great meeting space for planning, and with multiple guest rooms there is plenty of personal space. It is here that the team gathers for the first time.

The Muse of Mischief and Agent Brzko sit at the head of the massive table, while Lelelu, Zri, Xiix, Nalau, Numia, and Ferocity take their places along the sides of the table. They were all chatting, excited about their new union.     

M stood up, grabbing their attention. “OK, listen up.” She was met with immediate silence. “Let’s get  started, we need to talk about our first mission. We’re going Clyrea X9.” She sat back down and Brzko jumped in.

“Zri, who is your new first officer?”

“Actually it’s still ShyUst. He also resigned from his official position on Gaznzul to work with us.”

“That’s great news.” Brzko continued. “Nalau, how is your new crew working out, have you had enough time with them to trust them in a potentially dangerous situation?”

“Absolutely. We worked well together when we took Isyuno to Suus.”

“Good. Nalau, how empathic is Snov?” M asked.

“Very. It seems that many of the beings held in stasis by the VReoria were able to develop the power of their minds. I think it helped them survive.”

“Right, like my father being able to develop the ancient Trelod ability of telepathy.” Lelelu interjected.

“Exactly.” The Nalau confirmed. “So when do we leave for Clyrea X9 M?”

Just as she was about to speak Lelelu interrupted. “There’s a small situation that I think needs to be handled before you head out on that mission.” Everyone just looked at her, so she continued. “We received a message from Vustia, the Ruling Council has requested assistance.”

“What’s wrong?” Brzko asked.

“The portal in Traphus seems to have been hijacked. It leads to Luchybos and is generally used for transporting small goods. But it’s been closed and the locals say they can hear someone in them, singing.”

“Singing?” M, Brzko and Zri said in unison.

Lelelu smiled, here eyes sparkled, making her even more beautiful. “I know it sounds crazy. And if it’s OK with you, I’d like to help handle this.” She said looking at M.

“By all means, please do. If you can work it out quickly then we’ll leave for Clyrea X9 the day after tomorrow.”

“Nalau, would like to come with me?”

“Most definitely! Wouldn’t we Numia?”

“Yes, When would you like to leave?”

“Now?” Lelelu said looking back and forth between Nalau and Numia.

“OK, let’s go.” Nalau said, standing up. As she activated her transporter she said “Hopefully we’ll be very soon. Lelelu, there’s no point in taking two ships, why don’t you ride with us?”

“OK, I’ll be right there.” Lelelu turned to Zri and kissed his cheek. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Be careful Le.” She activated her transporter and all three of them left for Nalau’s ship.

After a quick preflight check, they were off, it would only take a few minutes to get to Traphus from Misko. Nalau let Numia handle the landing without comment.

Vustia was there waiting for them.

“Vustia, it’s a pleasure to see you again, are you well?” Lelelu asked taking his extended hand.

“I am very well. How are you Lelelu? You look good. How is your father? Has he recovered?”

“Oh yes, mostly. He’s visiting a friend on Suus right now. And you remember Empress Nalau I’m sure, this is Numia, Guug, Snov, Strupa and G’uld.”

Nalau stepped up and extended her hand. “Of course.” Vustia said. “It’s a pleasure to see you, thank you all for coming to help.”

“It’s our pleasure, please show us where the portal is.”

“Right this way.” He led them to a solid metal doorway, standing alone in an open area between what looked like small warehouses.  

M turned to Snov, “Can you feel anything? Anything from the other side of the door?”

Snov stepped forward and placed both his hands on the door. Something from the otherside pounded against it and he jumped. He placed his hands back on the door, turned his head to the side and closed his eyes trying to focus.

“I feel frustration, despair, sadness.”

“No anger or hostility?” Lelelu asked.

Snov turned his attention to the door again, focusing. After a moment he moved back. “No, I do not sense anything threatening.”

Nalau turned and looked at the group, they were ready. She nodded to Guug, he grasped the handle and something pounded again.

“Open this door now or we’re coming in!.” Guug projected with as much force as he could. He turned the handle and with is incredible strength, he was able to turn it enough for the door to unlatch. They all heard the click, and readied themselves for an attack. A massive force pressed into the door, slamming it all the way open. There was a loud hissing sound as a bright blue cloud surrounded Guug. Numia grabbed his shoulders attempting to pull him back. But it was too late, the blue cloud surrounded both of them. It wasn’t causing them any harm but it was too thick to see through. Before they could decide which way to go to get out of the cloud they heard Nalau.

“Afrit, stop this NOW! I demand that you take a solid form immediately.”

Afrit? Lelelu thought that sounded familiar, then she remembered why. Was Nalau right, was this Afrit the Great of Jinn?

“NOW Afrit. Or I’ll have the Dragon breathe fire in your general direction. You’ll be scorched no matter what form you’re in.” Nalau continued.

The blue cloud began to get thicker in front of Nalau, slowly it began to take shape. The shape of Afrit the Great. Afrit looked around, taking the time to note each individual. “Hey! There’s no Dragon here! Empress you’ve changed!” He said looking her up and down.

“Afrit.” Lelelu called, getting him to turn in her direction. “How did you find your way to the Planet of Portals?”

“This is this is the Planet of Portals?”

“Look Afrit, we’re not in the mood for games. How did you get here?”

“I was banished. Well, sort of. I was actually given a choice. A choice between akenn kote or banishment from Jinn.”

“Akenn kote?” Nalau asked.

“Right, akenn kote.” He looked at her and realized she wasn’t familiar with the term. “It’s an ancient way to say nowhere.”

“What did you do to deserve banishment?” Nalau asked.

“What makes you think I deserved it?”

“You were my houseguest for a while, I’m confident that you deserved it.”

“Ohhh you really have changed! I bet you’re a blast at parties now, Nalau.”

She didn’t take the bait and scold him for addressing her by her first name. Instead she stood still and gazed at him. Once again he looked around the room.

“So where’s this Dragon you were threatening me with?”

When no one answered him, he finally gave up. “OK, OK. I was involved in a little scandal on Jinn. I had a little bit too much fun at a party and it turned out my drinking pal was the daughter of the ruling Jinn. He was furious, accusing me of corrupting her. Ha! Little does he know.” He looked around, looking for sympathy. He didn’t find any so he continued. “So he gave me a choice, I could step through a portal leading to akenn kote or be banished from Jinn. I chose the portal, but it seems like the same thing because now I’m stuck on this hideous planet. No offense to my blue friends here.” He said nodding toward Lelelu and Vustia. They all turned and looked at him.

“What is akenn kote like?” Lelelu asked.

“Lonely, that’s what it’s like.” Again no response, so he continued. “It’s like a single, huge room, there’s lightning dancing at the top of the room. But no other discernible features.”

“How long were you in there?”

“I don’t know for sure, a few weeks maybe.”

“You can survive that long without sustenance?”

“Ha! I was a houseguest on Ploosnar wasn’t I?”

“Let’s put him back.” Nalu said, sort of kidding, but taking a step forward to emphasize her point.

“No, no, no. I’m sorry sister. I just hate being alone, I can’t help myself. I don’t know how to describe it in there. It’s almost like time stands still, but not really. It’s a terrible place. The door on the other side should be locked”

“Where is the other door?” She asked.

“One of them is on Jinn, and it’s one way.”

“There are more of them?” Vustia asked.

“If the stories are true, yes. Jinn children are told stories of akenn kote being used to travel between places undetected, or to hide. But it’s risky. If you can’t find an exit, or if it’s locked, you may be trapped nowhere for eternity because time doesn’t move the same in akenn kote. I don’t know how long I was in there looking for a way out. Once I realized I was hearing industrial sounds, I stayed in this area because I figured there was a way out.”

“So now what do we do with you? I don’t think you can stay on the Planet of Portals.” Numia said.

“Well technically I wasn’t banished from Jinn….. But I don’t think I want to go back there. Maybe I should spend a little time here. My ancestors spent time on this planet.”

“No.” Vustia, Lelelu, and Nalau said in unison.

“Umm OK then.” Afrit put his hand on his chin and looked up at the sky tapping his foot. It made the pointed tip of his shoe jiggle. He snapped his fingers as he lowered his hand. “I’ve got it! Foskpruchu.”

“Do you speak Foskpruchu?” Lelelu asked.

“How difficult can it be? Besides I love a riddle!”

“OK, Foskpruchu it is. Where’s your bottle?”

“Back on Jinn.”

Nalau rolled her eyes at him. “Fine. We’ll take you to Foskpruchu but if start anything on my ship I’ll have Guug and G’uld put you down.” She began walking toward her ship.

He ran after her, “Wait, this is your ship? And HEY what do you mean ‘put me down’? I’m not some feral Koblenipi on Ploosnar!”

She kept walking at a quick pace, knowing that she’d gotten to him pleased her. But he couldn’t see the grin she was wearing from behind her. The remainder of her team followed Afrit aboard the ship.

Lelelu and Vustia were still standing in front of the portal. “I’m sorry Vustia, we solved one mystery but have given you another. How the Jinn were able to send someone through a portal… I can’t explain that.”

“I’ve heard of other portals that lead into the Planet of Portals but I’ve never seen them. They are supposed to be in a deserted area, and locked down. But those were stories I heard as a child, I never believed them.”

“But maybe it’s true. Maybe there are portal that aren’t one way. That would change the planet, wouldn’t it?” She knew Nalau and here crew were waiting. “I’ve got to Vustia, I guess we’re going to Foskpruchu. You know how to reach us if you need anything else.” She turned and as she jogged toward Nalau’s ship, she realized that for the first time since being captured by the VReoria she felt completely recovered.

Emperor Bartala stopped in front of the main entrance to the west wing of the palace. There is a huge double door, ornately carved from the bright blue wood of a native tree. He waited for everyone to gather in close. “Long ago this was the original palace, it’s been renovated many times and used for many different things. I had them keep the great hall as it originally was, three stories tall.” He nodded to the guards at the door, he opened the doors and stepped back, the small group entered the room. No one spoke, they just stood there absorbing the opulence. The main room, or great hall, has been refreshed since Ferocity lived here. There is a variety of furniture, all of it brilliant shades of blue, from the peaked ceiling there are blue tapestries billowing lightly. On each side of the room there is a large fireplace, Bartala had both of the fires lit for their arrival.

Bartala clapped and a stocky being immediately came from another room and stood next to him.  “This is Zushiri, your head butler. He will take care of anything you need.”

Zushiri stepped forward and bowed to them, they all just stared at him. Empress Nalau broke the awkward silence. “Zushiri, it is a pleasure to meet you, this is Numia, Guug, Guld, Snov, Strupa and Kyruzia. Please tell us a little about yourself.” What she really meant was tell us what you are. Zushiri wore a suit similar to the style worn by most of the palace staff, the visible parts of his body are covered in fur, even his face. He is a luxurious brown color, with a cat like nose and whiskers. His face is surrounded by a mane.

“Ah yes, pleasure. I am a Feliovis. Like many others I was taken by the VReoria and I cannot get back to my universe, at least not yet. Feliovis are social beings, like most advanced beings we live in family groups. The questions I hear most often are, am I completely covered in fur and do I have a tail. Ah and the answers are yes and no. I look forward to getting to know each of you.” He stepped forward and took the time to greet each one, repeating their names to make sure he was saying them correctly. “If you will follow me I will show you around, there are private rooms for each of you, and a garden patio out back.” He didn’t wait for a response, he turned and headed out of the room knowing they would follow.

“Oh Bartala, you’ve outdone yourself this time!” Nalau exclaimed as they headed to the door.

“Do you really think so? So you’re pleased then my darling?”

“Well I don’t know.” She teased. “I think so, but I haven’t seen my new ship yet.”

“Ha! Listen to you! Would you like to see your ship? I had a special hanger built for it, you may have noticed it when you landed the shuttle.”

The couple slowly walked down the path leading from the west wing to the main palace entrance. Empress Nalau took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of the flowers along the path. “Actually darling, the ship can wait until tomorrow. I’d love to spend the evening alone with you and Wisssi, maybe some quiet time in your study. Do we have any espidrun?”

“Of course! We’ll never run out. The Muse of Mischief keeps a large supply of it hidden in her rooms. I could always ‘borrow’ a bottle from her. Why don’t you go and change into something more comfortable and meet me in the study. I’ll find Wisssi and have the kitchen prepare a casual dinner for us.” Bartala said as they entered the main palace.

“That sounds divine my love. I just need to return Zri’s shuttle so he can leave.” Empress Nalau veered away from the entrance, heading to the shuttle. She activated her earcom link.

“Zri, are you on com?”

“Yes Empress. What can I do for you?”

“We’re all settled in here, I’m sending the shuttle back up. I’ll see you tomorrow on Misko.”

“OK Empress, enjoy your evening at home.”

Empress Nalau manipulated her armband and watched as the shuttle ascended until it was out of sight. She had two more calls to make before she was ready to relax with her husband and son. Again she activated her earcom link.

“Numia, are you on com?”

“Yes Empress Nalau.”

“How are your accommodations?”

“They exceed all of our expectations, thank you.”

“Good, I’m glad to hear that. We’ll be leaving for Misko first thing tomorrow. Please make sure everyone is ready. Until then, enjoy your first evening on Ploosnar.”

“Will do Empress, thank you. See you tomorrow.”

“Muse of Mischief, are you on com?”

“Yes Empress Nalau, I’m here. Is everything OK?” M answered.

“Yes M, everything at home is fine. I just wanted to confirm that I’ll see you tomorrow on Misko.”

“Are you at the palace now?”

“Yes, in the side garden.”

The Muse of Mischief appeared before her. “Empress.” M walked toward her and embraced her. “It seems like you’ve been gone for so long. You look fantastic! I heard all of your training went well.”

“It sure did. I realized I’m even stronger than I thought I was.”

“I’m not surprised. You impressed all of us on the VReoria rescue mission. How’s the crew? Are you comfortable with all of them.”

“Yes, so far. I’m looking forward to taking them on a mission though. They all excelled at the training and testing on Gaznzul but in action things could be different.”

“We’ll come up with something tomorrow, something you and your crew can do right away.”

“Good. I haven’t seen the ship yet, but I’ve reviewed the specifications. So I don’t expect any delays tomorrow and….”

“Oh I should have known it was you that was detaining my wife.” Emperor Bartala bellowed as he walked toward them. He grabbed his oldest friend in his usual bear hug. “How are M? I haven’t seen you for a while.”

“I’m doing well Bartala, doing well. How are you and that little rugrat of yours?”

“Oh he keeps me on my toes, we can’t thank you enough for the piano. He’s really learning to play. Come in, please, have a drink with us and let Wisssi play for you.”

“Next time Bartala, tonight enjoy your wife. Tomorrow she’ll be busy.”

“OK, Give Agent Brzko my best.”

“Certainly will, g’night.” M left Ploosnar, returning to her dining room.

“How’s the Empress, glad to be back at the palace?” Agent Brzko said as he sat their dinner plates on the table.

“She’s great. I’m sure she’ll enjoy her own bed and shower tonight but she’s also eager to get to work. Oh and of course she’s glad to see Bartala and Wisssi.” M said mischievously.

“Of course. So what’s the plan for tomorrow?”

“We need to work out a plan for getting to Clyrea X9. I think we should ask the Empress to take Iysuno and Faaf to Suus. It will give her a chance to test out her ship and her crew.”

“Good idea. But you know Iysuno is going to object, he’ll want to be on the mission with us, to see if his grandfather was right about Clyrea X9.”

“I know, but it’s just too dangerous. Besides, we can’t let anything happen to him for Lelelu’s sake.”

“Agreed.”

The training on Gaznzul hadn’t just changed Empress Nalau physically. While it was true that her muscles were larger, she was much more limber, and her body was toned, the training had also enhanced her confidence. She is now a fully trained pilot, able to plot courses and handle most ships on her own. But Nalau isn’t on her own – she hand picked a team of six from the beings that she helped rescue from the VReoria specimen ships.

Her first officer is Numia, the Keateran that first though she’d like to return to working in shipping. After meeting Empress Nalau she wanted nothing more than to be at her side. As far as they knew, there were only four Keateran’s in this universe, and she would not find her way back to her universe if she spent everyday hauling roinad from one place to another.

The remainder of her team consisted of Kyruzia a Wrexnian with amazing technological abilities; Guug, a young Suus; G’uld, a Xinood; Snov, a Sarfett; and Strupa a Ploosnarian. They had all been captives of the VReoria for so long that they no longer had homes or families to return to. Each of them had attended the training on Gaznzul with Empress Nalau and Lelelu, and each of them had done exceedingly well. Zri could find nothing wrong with any of them.

After the intense training, Nalau was looking forward to being home on Ploosnar. Her  ship was ready, honestly she didn’t know if she was more excited about seeing her husband or her new ship. She stood on the bridge of Zri’s ship – he was taking Nalau, her crew, and the other Keaterans to Ploosnar. She was deep in thought, gazing at the universe as they rushed through space. After a while she became uncomfortable, Nalau realized someone was looking  at her. It was Zri.

“What?” She said turning to look at him.

“I’m wondering if Emperor Bartala will recognize you.” He grinned.

“What do you mean, I haven’t changed that much have I? It’s only been a few weeks.”

Zri laughed. “Have you really looked at yourself? Look at how you’re standing. You’re a soldier on assignment. And you’ve traded in your evening gown for a flight suit, and your palace jewels have been replaced by a pulse weapon on your hip.”

Suddenly aware that she was standing military stiff, with her feet exactly shoulder width apart, and her hands clasped behind her back. She tried to relax. “Oh, you’re right. I see what you mean. Maybe I should stow the weapon before we land.”

“Good idea. Go easy on Bartala.”

“And maybe even let my hair down.”

This made Zri laugh. She handed the weapon to one of Zri’s crew, and sat down beginning to release her hair from it’s tight restraint. “I’m sure he’ll be very proud of you Empress. You did even better than I thought you would.”

“Thank you Zri. So do you think I’ll be able to handle myself in tough situations?”

Zri looked down at his lap for a second, finding just the right words. “Empress, I’d gladly have you at my side on any mission.” There was no better compliment he could give, and she knew it. Empress Nalau let the compliment surround her like the embrace of a dear friend, for that is what it was.

She felt the ship slow just slightly, a quick look at the nav station confirmed what she thought. “Oh we’re there.”

“Sir, we’ve been cleared for landing.” Zri’s officer announced.

“Thank you, we’ll be staying in orbit. Empress,” He turned toward her. “Take the shuttle down, when you’re ready for your crew send it back on auto pilot. You’ve been gone a while, take as long as you need. We’re fine up here.”

“OK Zri, thank you.” She headed for the cargo hold and the shuttle.

Technically Gaznzulian protocol prevented Zri from landing on the surface, anyway. Lone ships were not to land on the surface of alien planets unless there was another Gaznzulian ship in orbit, or of course extenuating circumstances.

Even though she was more excited than she’d been in a long time, Nalau handled the shuttle with calm precision. She landed next to the palace, knowing that her beloved Bartala would be there waiting for her. After shutting the engines down, she opened the door and stepped out. Wisssi came running toward her, screaming, “Maaaaaaaaaa!”

She grabbed him and twirled him around, making him scream. He had grown but he seemed lighter because she was so much stronger. She buried her face in her son’s neck kissing him, taking him in. She put him down and turned to her patiently waiting husband, “Bartala my love. Oh I’ve missed you.”

He didn’t say anything, he just embraced her and held her for at least a minute. Finally he stepped back and looked her up and down. “Wow! I didn’t think you could be more beautiful than you were but… My darling you have left me speechless. He looked past her toward the shuttle door. “Where’s Zri.”

She cocked her head slightly, a little confused. “In orbit.”

Bartala covered his mouth with his hands, trying to hide a smile, “Oh, of course. My darling this is going to take some getting used to. Not only are you a pilot now, you’ve got a crew at your disposal. Where is your crew? I can’t wait to meet them.”

“They’re on Zri’s ship. I’ll send for them soon. Now tell me what you and Wisssi have been up to.” She said taking his arm and walking toward the palace. “C’mon Wisssi, I’m hungry, let’s see what we have to eat shall we?”

Wisssi trotted up alongside her, “We shall, we shall, we shall.” He chanted as they walked.

Seated comfortably in the green sitting room, Nalau looked around. The room looked different. “Has something changed?” She asked Bartala.

“Only you my love. The palace is the same.”

“Interesting. I do see things a little differently I guess. Wait a minute, what’s that over there?”

“Ahhhh, that is a gift from the Muse of Mischief. It’s called a piano, it’s a musical instrument. She gave it to Wisssi. One of the humans you rescued is something she calls a ‘musical genius’, he has been teaching Wisssi to play.”

Upon hearing his name Wisssi jumped up from where he sat on the floor playing with building blocks, “Wisssi pay Wisssi pay…” He laid his belly across the bench in front of the piano and wiggled until there was enough of him on it to climb up. Nalau covered her mouth, it was a priceless scene but she feared that if a giggle escaped her, she’d ruin the moment.

Wisssi placed his little hands on the keys, lowered his head and said something that sounded like ‘focus’. He started to play an amazing melody. When he finished, he slid off the bench and bowed  toward his mother as he said “Ta-da!!!!” He then returned to playing with his building blocks as if something extraordinary hadn’t just happened.

“How did he learn to do that? In just a few weeks?”

Bartala’s smile covered his entire face. “We have M to thank for that, she provided the instrument and the tutor. But it’s our son that has the talent.” He said beaming with pride.

Empress Nalau got up from her seat across from her husband and joined him on the sofa, “You are an amazing father Bartala. Thank you for all you do to raise our son.” She snuggled up next to him, and they sat this way for a short time, just watching Wisssi build a tower with his building blocks.

“I suppose it’s time for you to meet my crew. Is their residence ready?”

“Oh yes, I think you will be pleased with the way Ferocity’s quarters were refurbished.”

Nalau manipulated the Gaznzulian armband she wore, she was returning the shuttle to Zri’s ship via autopilot.

“I’m sure that you have provided them with every possible luxury. Are you ready?”

“Yes my darling.” He said standing up and smoothing the wrinkles from his jacket. “Wisssi, let’s go. It is time for us to behave like diplomats, we have official business.”

Wisssi immediately stood up, running his hands down the front of his little jacket, smoothing the wrinkles,, then spit on his hands and ran them over his hair. He stiffly walked over to where his parents stood.

“Eh, we’re still working on the official palace walk.”

“I see.” Nalau said and giggled.

Wisssi fell in step with his father as they left the room, one step behind the Emperor, and  to his right, as he always escorted his wife on his left. By the time they got to the landing pad, the shuttle had arrived. The aft door was open and the crew stood in a single line, standing at full attention. Numia stepped forward, “Empress, your crew reporting for duty.” She stepped back in line with the others, again standing with her feet shoulder width apart, hands clasped behind her back.

“At ease, all of you. You are not on duty today. Today you will meet my family and receive your accommodations.” Nalau said as she stepped forward. “I present to you my husband, Emperor Bartala and my son Ezopica Mischievous Wisssdartai.”

“Bartala, this is my first officer Numia.”

He stepped forward and grasped her hands, providing her an official Ploosnarian greeting. “Of course Numia, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard about you from Chuna and Blona. And of course Scomia. Kilome tells me she is hoping to follow in your footsteps and become a soldier.”

“It is an honor to meet you Emperor. I… Your Majesty, you have my sincere gratitude for providing employment for Chuna and Blona, and a home and surrogate for Scomia.” She bowed her bright yellow head toward him.

Because Bartala could feel the bond that was already developing between Numia and his beloved wife, he already felt a certain intimacy with Numia. He waved his hand in typical Bartala fashion, dismissing the compliment. “It’s just what we do here on Ploosnar. We…”

He was interrupted by Wisssi, who had suddenly realized that the being they were speaking to was yellow. “Yellow, yellow, color yellow. She yellow.” He announced as he reached out to touch Numia’s leg exposed beneath her bright red skirt.”

She squatted down, coming to his eye level. She extended her hand, “I am Numia, and yes I’m yellow. I also have pointy ears see?” She turned her head so he could get a good look at her ears. He reached out and touched the tip of her ear, she wiggled her ear.

Wisssi squealed with delight. He ran off to his nearby nanny, feeling it was important for her to know about the yellow being he had just met.

“He is wonderful Empress, probably a real handful but very entertaining.”

“A handful indeed, but lucky for him, he has the Universe’s best father caring for him.”

They continued down the line until Guug, G’uld, Snov, and Kyruzia had been introduced. The last member to meet Bartala was Strupa, the Ploosnarian. Bartala embraced him. “Welcome home Strupa, welcome home.”

“Thank you Emperor, thank you.” Strupa said with tears in his bright blue eyes. “I never thought I would see home again, none of us did.”

“How long has it been since you’ve been here on Ploosnar?”

“Three generations have passed, maybe more.”

“Well we are glad to have you home, and I am very pleased that you have decided to be a member of the Empress’s crew. Now come, all of you, we have renovated a wing of the palace for you.” Taking Nalau’s arm, he started walking toward the palace. She could feel him caressing her bicep, admiring it. “Mmmmmmm, I look forward to having you all to myself later.” He said quietly as they walked.

It has been a while since the friends have gathered, not since their trip to Trella. On the way there they had a wonderful time telling stories and just hanging out together. But after the VReoria had attempted to kidnap the Muse of Mischief and Agent Brzko, a dark cloud hung over the return trip. As it turned out, that dark cloud was farther reaching than they first thought. They were just beginning to come out from under it, and it felt great. Gathered on the lower terrace of Misko, overlooking the Schwarth Sea, the odd group is together again. To say they are an odd bunch is an understatement – the Muse of Mischief and Agent Brzko look human but aren’t, they possess powers that not even they know of yet; Emperor Bartala and Empress Nalau, both look regal, he in a formal jacket, she in long gown, but both are far more than the dignitaries of Ploosnar; Ferocity, the Dragon bonded to Agent Brzko, able to breathe fire and ice, and fly; Lelelu, a Trelod blue from her bald head to her nailless toes; Zri, a Gaznzulian, a reflective being that to the observer look to be the same species as themselves, rarely does a non-Gaznzulian see them in their true form (in this group only M and Lelelu have had that honor); and tonight, there is one more, Iysuno, Lelelu’s father, also a Trelod, thought to be long since dead but actually held in captivity by the VReoria.

Sensing that Ferocity may be in need of sustenance, his well seasoned Ploosnarian butler, Whotov, has taken it upon himself to deliver a tray of food and a fresh bottle of espidrun. “Please forgive the intrusion Master Ferocity.” He said announcing himself as he came down the stairs. “But I thought you may need something to eat.” He placed the large tray on the table, followed by a beautiful titanium bottle filled with espidrun.

Before Ferocity could respond to his butler, Empress Nalau was up and hugging Whotov. “Whotov! How wonderful to see you! We miss you at the palace.”

“Oh your Majesty, please forgive me. I didn’t see you…. and the Emperor sitting there.” He said with the hint of a question because he knew that the Emperor of Ploosnar was expected to travel with palace guards and there were no guards here tonight.

“Hello Whotov.” Bartala said. “Is the Dragon treating you well? If not, you are welcome back at the palace anytime.” He teased.

“Oh, I should say your Majesty! No, no, Ferocity is a pleasure to serve. And if you will all excuse me, I do not want to be gone long, in case the young Dragon should wake.” He headed for the stairs.

“Stop trying to steal my butler, Bartala! You can’t have him back.” Ferocity teased. When Whotov heard this he grinned from ear to ear. He loved living on a remote island and being the butler to a Dragon, it was like something out of a children’s story – spend a lifetime in service at the Ploosnar palace and retire to become butler to a real Dragon.

“OK, OK, don’t shoot fire at me.” Bartala teased. And that made them all laugh. “So do I know you well enough now to ask you something Ferocity?” Bartala continued.

“Considering how much espidrun I’ve had this evening, you can ask me anything.” Ferocity said, helping himself to an apple off the the food tray.

But before Bartala could ask his question Lelelu interrupted. “Wait, you told us on the Trella trip that alcohol doesn’t have an effect on Dragons.”

“I lied.” He said, offering no further explanation, making everyone laugh.

“Wow! You certainly do hold your liquor well.” She said.

Ferocity grinned at her, and a grinning Dragon is rather frightening. He tossed the apple up, opened his snout, grabbed it and began chewing the entire thing with his mouth closed.

“OK, back to my question. How does one request being bonded to a Dragon?” This grabbed everyone’s attention.

“A request is made to the Great Assembly or to a young Dragon’s parents.”

“And do females ever bond?”

“Some do, yes. Most stay on Dragona to raise other Dragons, but some do not want to be parents.”

“Uh -huh.” Nalau said, like this was confirmation of all females having the right to choose not to be a parent, as she looked over at M with a satisfied nod.

Bartala ignored her and continued, “And what criteria is used to determine if a request is to be honored?”

“Are you going to ask for a Dragon, Bartala?” M asked confused.

“No, of course not, but…”

“Wisssi!” Nalau interrupted.

“Yes, Wisssi. What is to become of the young Dragon that was rescued from the VReoria?”

Ferocity held Bartala’s gaze for a moment. “This is an interesting idea, Emperor. Preparing to be bonded would give her a purpose. But it is too soon to tell if she will be up to the challenge. She is at a disadvantage, having not been raised by Dragons.”

“Or perhaps that is an advantage.” Bartala said, snatching vegetables sticks that looked like purple carrots, off of the tray.

Ferocity tilted his head, “Explain.”

“If one only learns the ways of their ancestors, they may be ill prepared for our ever changing universe.”

“I see your point and I agree, but the knowledge of our ancestors should create the foundation of knowledge.”

“What will she be called?” Nalau asked.

“Nguvu.”

“Does that name have special meaning?”

“Yes, it means strong in one of our ancient languages.”

Nalau decided to change the subject, “I have a question.” Everyone turned in her direction, she looked at Lelelu, “Were the two of you together on the trip to Trella?”

Silence hung over the group, it was a very direct question about an intimate relationship.

“Yes. But we weren’t ready to share it with everyone yet.” Lelelu answered.

“I told you!” Nalau said as she slapped Bartala’s shoulder.

“I should never doubt the intuition of a female!” He said.

Taking a softer approach, Nalau had another question for Lelelu, “So how are you Lelelu? Were you injured during the abduction?”

“Not physically, just a few sore muscles from fighting back. But… my self esteem.” She paused, considering her words before she continued. “I used to think I could handle anything, I didn’t think I was invincible but I thought I was better prepared. But it turns out, I’d just been lucky. I’m going to make some changes, I’ll be training with you on Gaznzul and…”

            “Oh yea!” Nalau squealed, allowing the effects of the espidrun to be heard.

            “And I plan to upgrade my ship. If your husband is so inclined, I’d like him to have his engineers build one like yours for me.”

“Of course, of course, Lelelu. I’ve already requested a trio of them, just in case. And they are going to be like nothing we’ve seen before!” Bartala said.

“Thank you Bartala. I intend to give my ship to Baba. You’ll need something to get around in, I know you won’t want to stay put for long.” she said turning to him.

He’d been so quiet that they almost forgot he was with them tonight.

“Thank you Le. I’m sure it will be a while before I’m ready to travel, and when I do I think I’ll employ some of your security team Zri.”

“Good, I wouldn’t have it any other way Iysuno.” Zri said standing up to pour everyone another round of espidrun.

“Is there any specific place you want to see?” Brzko asked.

“Yes. There were a few telepaths in stasis, my contact with one in particular kept me from going insane. Over the years, we managed to keep each other’s minds challenged, thinking of something other than our situation.”

“Where was he from?’ Brzko asked.

“She is from Suus.” Iysuno said. “And the knowledge she shared of her home leads me to believe it is one of the most beautiful planets. I’d like to see it with her, if she survived.”

“I’m sure we can arrange that for you.” Brzko said taking his tablet out and unrolling it, calling up the list of evacuees on Gaznzul. “Do you remember her name?”

“Her name is Faaf, but aren’t the Suus uh… selective about who visits their planet?” He asked.

“Yes, they are Baba. We just learned that a Suus named Xiix will be moving to Misko with us, as a member of our team. The Muse of Mischief and Agent Brzko are good friends with Ciic of the Naan family. They saved her life as a child.” Lelelu explained.

“The Naan family? Aren’t they the leaders of Suus?”

“Yes.” Lelelu answered.

“You know the leader of Suus?”

“Yes Baba, she is a friend, an ally. M and Brzko attended her wedding.”

This rendered Iysuno speechless for a moment. He leaned forward so he could see past Lelelu, to Bartala and Nalau, “So I suppose you really are an Emperor and Empress too? I thought maybe those were just nicknames.”

This made everyone laugh. “Oh no, I assure you Iysuno, we really are the Emperor and Empress of the planet Ploosnar.” Bartala said, still smiling.

“Le, you seem to have fallen in to a good crowd here.”

“Faaf did survive, Iysuno.” Brzko said, putting his tablet back in his pocket. “Her prognosis is good, she has the same muscle atrophy that you do. But she’s expected to make a full recovery. Would you like to go see her tomorrow?”

“Oh my, yes. I would like that very much.”

“So Iysuno, you’re telepathic then?” M asked.

“Yes. Ancient Trelods were telepathic and the children’s stories suggest that some Trelods could even fly. I spent a very long time alone, unable to move, only my own thoughts to keep me company. At some point I realized I would go mad, so I started focusing my mind on ‘hearing’ others. At first I only heard noise, like static on a communications device. Eventually I was able to receive clearly. And later I developed the skill of projecting. I think all Trelods have the ability, but it lies dormant. It’s not comfortable for us.”

“That’s the truth!” Lelelu chimed in. “When I was on that ship Baba had a Suus send me images of the stasis tubes telepathically. I thought my head would explode with pain.”

“When we met you Iysuno you suggested that you’d heard of beings that could travel through their own apertures, I think you called them Clyreans?” M asked.

“Yes, that’s right. My grandfather would tell me stories about them while we were on seaweed gathering trips.”

“Do you remember any of the stories?”

“Oh yes, those were my favorite times. I loved being alone on the water with him. He told me about Dragons too, but I wasn’t sure I could believe him. Most other adults thought he was a little ‘off’ if you know what I mean.”

“We do, we do.” Brzko stood and grabbed the open espidrun bottle, making the rounds to refill everyone’s glasses.

Iysuno continued, “Grandfather told me that something had happened in their homeland and the Clyreans had scattered around the Universe, trying to blend in with others. He thought that no more than two were on any given planet, and the children were hidden with host parents. So was I correct, you two are Clyrean?”

“We don’t actually know Iysuno. We were both raised by pretend parents on a planet called Earth.” Brzko said. “We know we’re not human, as Earthlings are, but we don’t know for sure what we are.”

“Can you travel back in time?”

“Yes.”
Iysuno nodded at Brzko. “Telepathic?”

“Yes.”

“Given the magnitude of the rescue operation, I’m sure that you have high levels of strength and endurance. What about invisibility?”

“Invisibility? I wish!” M said.

“Ha! Really!” Brzko added. “No, we aren’t able to make ourselves invisible, at least not yet.”

“Obviously you’re omnilingual, and I assume immortal?”   

“What? The Muse of Mischief is immortal? No! Say it isn’t so!” Bartala quipped, getting up to retrieve more snacks.

“So I assume those are all things your grandfather said about Clyreans?” M asked.

“Yes, they were looked upon favorably long ago. They were always helping others, it seemed to be their purpose – defending the weak, protecting the vulnerable. The heroes of the Universe.”

“Did he say who had attacked Clyreans?” Brzko asked.

“He described them as tall and slimy, with tentacles on their faces, he said it was a species that wanted to take their powers. Sounds like the VReoria to me.”

“Yes, it does.” Brzko said. “We can chat about this again, once you’ve had more time to recover. We don’t need to tire you out completely. But if you don’t mind one more question?”

“Not at all.”

“Did your grandfather ever tell you where Clyrea was? And would you be able to find the location on a chart?”

“Oh I think so. It’s a very special planet.” Iysuno said.

“How so?” Lelelu asked.

“Grandfather called it a world engine. It has dual rings – they cross at a ninety degree angle. He said the dual rings create a bizarre effect that outsiders can’t seem to withstand, and that’s if they can even get past them to land on the surface. But if it’s true that they scattered throughout the Universe then maybe the VReoria figured out some way to get through. Oh Le, I wish you could have met your great-grandfather. You are very much like him, an explorer.”

            M and Brzko had to make an effort to stay calm. Could they actually be close to finding the planet where their species originated?

Brzko once again unrolled his tablet, this time he extended it and used it to display a chart of the Universe, he started with the area near them on the Planet of Portals.

Iysuno leaned over the chart, taking his time. “We’re here.” He said, pointing to the Planet of Portals. “So if my grandfather was correct Clyrea would be out this way.” He was dragging his finger along the tablet toward the left, it responded by extending the chart in that direction. “Oh, I see there have been advancements in technology.” He continued. “So do you see this ‘hazy’ looking area here? Grandfather said the ‘haze’ is created where the rings intersect, it keeps Clyrea hidden.”

“Interesting.” Brzko said. “That’s not too far from Trella.”

Zri got up and went over to the chart to see the area they were discussing. After studying the chart for a moment, he asked Bartala a question. “How soon will the new ships be ready?”

“Master Ferocity, welcome home. Who is our young guest?” Whotov asked, meeting him at the door.

The young Dragon was surprised by the appearance of the Ploosnarian butler, still sporting the Londo style hair that was popular on Ploosnar before he left. She edged closer to Ferocity, until her shoulder was touching his leg.

“This is one of the evacuees from the VReoria specimen ships, we will call her Nguvu. She will be staying with us for a short time Whotov.”

Whotov stepped forward and extended his hand. “Hello. My name is Whotov, if you are in need of anything while you’re here, you have only to ask.”

She cringed with fear. Ferocity placed his hand on her shoulder, giving her courage. She extended her own hand. “Hello.” was all she could manage.

“If you would be so kind as to follow me, I will show you to the guest room. Are you hungry?” Whotov said moving toward the hallway.

She looked up at Ferocity for guidance. “Please follow him. Whotov will care for you, you can trust him.” She didn’t speak, she just did as she was asked.

Ferocity was exhausted but not quite ready to sleep. He reached for Agent Brzko. “Lord Brzko, are you on Misko?”

“Yes. I’m on the lower terrace. If you’re here, join me. The espidrun seems to compliment the waves nicely this evening.”

After letting Whotov know where he was headed, just in case there was an issue with the young Dragon, Ferocity joined his bond. He took a seat on one of the stools, near where Brzko sat. Brzko poured him a drink.

“Espidrun, although I know it doesn’t have the same effect on Dragons, you may still enjoy it.”

The hot pink liquid released its blue steam when he poured it. Ferocity stared at it and chuckled.

“What? Did I miss a joke?”

“I lied.”

“I’m sorry?”

“The effects of espidrun and other alcohols are not lost on Dragons.”

This gave Brzko a good laugh. “Seriously? So you’ve been enjoying the effects of espidrun and nekmid all this time?”

“Yes.” Ferocity said with a smile that reveals his large jagged teeth. It’s not really a friendly look.

“And so you lied because….”

“I was intimidated.”

“Intimidated? You’re a Dragon, you can breathe fire and ice, not to mention you can fly, and you were intimidated? By who?”

“I was the outsider to a tight group of friends visiting Trella. Just being a Dragon was enough to frighten the others, I didn’t want to add to their concern.”

“Hmm. I see your point. That was probably a wise decision. Well I’m glad to know that we have another way to enjoy each other’s company.” Brzko held his glass up to Ferocity in toast, and then drank it. Ferocity did the same.

“So how are you? As tired as I am?”

“Yes. I look forward to a long sleep. Whotov is caring for the young Dragon we found.”

“What’s her story? Did they grab her when they were oppressing Dragona?”

“Her egg, and many others that did not survive their experiments. She was the only Dragon they had.”

“So she’s never really been to Dragona, she doesn’t remember it as her home?”

“No. Her memories begin in the lab of a VReoria ship. And they are horrible and painful.”

“What do you want to do with her?”

“I would like to raise her myself, but she needs to be around other Dragons, and she is too young to be left here alone when I’m out. She needs to learn how to be a Dragon. I will take her to Dragona once she’s stabilized and find someone to host her.”

“OK, let me know if you need anything.”

“Thank you Lord Brzko. Where is the Muse of Mischief.”

“Ha! Beating up on her old friend Emperor Bartala.” Ferocity tilted his head waiting for more. Before continuing, Brzko refilled their glasses. “It seems that Empress Nalau has decided she wants to work with us. And as you can imagine…. Bartala was not happy to hear that. Nalau asked for M to help her convince him.”

“She will be a great addition to the team. I sense that she is much stronger than she seems.”

“I agree. She’s also highly intelligent and dedicated. I think…”

“Hey, got room for one more?” They turned in the direction of the voice. It was Lelelu, she had come down the stairs so quietly, they didn’t know she was there until she spoke. She wore a long flowing sarong wrapped around her. The white color provided a great contrast to her bright blue skin.

Brzko jumped up and went to her. “Of course. Lelelu, how are you?” He said as he hugged her. He hadn’t heard Ferocity move but he was right behind Brzko and as soon as he released her, Ferocity embraced her, wrapping his wings around her.

“Lelelu.” Was all he said.

She took a seat next to Brzko and he poured her an espidrun.

“Thank you.” She said watching the blue steam spill over the side of the glass.

“So how are you Lelelu? How’s your father?” Brzko asked.

“Baba’s doing OK. It hurt him to know that my mother died a few years ago. Once he realized his freedom was a reality he wanted to see her. I hated telling him but… Anyway, he seems to be doing well. I’m going to give him my house on the mainland and move in here permanently. If that’s OK with you and M.”

“You know we’d both love to have you here all the time.”

“Thanks. It just feels right, my father used to share that house with my mother; and of course Zri would prefer that I live here. He designed the security systems here on Misko.”

“How’s he dealing with everything?”

“Hmmm, as well as can be expected. He wants to keep me locked up so that I’m always safe, but my independence and strength are the things that drew him to me. He knows that if I lived that way, I wouldn’t be me. So….”

“Speak of the devil.” They turned toward Zri, walking down the stairs to the terrace.

Brzko stood to greet him. He was laughing. “You got that wrong Zri. It’s not the actual devil that says ‘speak of the devil’ it’s the ones that are speaking that would say it.” He shook his hand and welcomed him.

Zri shrugged and sat across from Lelelu, she moved to the other side of the deck, sitting next to him. “Eh, what do I know about Earth sayings. Is there more espidrun in that bottle? I could use about five shots in a row.”

Brzko accommodated his request while his mind was with M.

“Have you and M had time to read the message from Ciic?” Lelelu asked.

“Hey Brzko, I’m home. Where are you?”

“On the lower terrace with Ferocity, Lelelu, and Zri.” Brzko answered M telepathically, aloud he answered Lelelu, “Yes, M and I haven’t talked about it yet but I don’t see why we wouldn’t honor her request. It will just make us stronger.”

M appeared at the bottom of the stairs and walked over to the group. “M and I haven’t talked about what?”

Brzko stood and gave her the best Hollywood kiss ever, sweeping her back and giving her a lengthy kiss. He released her, stepped back and said, “You’re drunk.”

“Shit. You have no idea! I had to get Bartala drunk to calm him down enough to even converse. He was literally spitting mad when I got to Ploosnar.” She took the chair next to Brzko’s. “Hey guys,“ she said acknowledging Ferocity, Lelelu, and Zri. “Oh I bet you were saying we haven’t talked about Xiix yet. Right?”

“Yep.” Brzko answered

“I don’t see any reason not to have Xiix work with us.” M said shrugging, and looking around to see if anyone had comments.

“Xiix wants to join us?” Ferocity asked.

“Yes.” Brzko answered. “Ciic has provided him with a small ship that he can easily handle alone. It seems like a good idea, he’d be a great asset, and give us quick access to all of the Suus knowledge.”

“Agreed. And then I won’t be the only non-humanoid on the team.” Ferocity smiled, revealing his jagged teeth. Where will he stay?”

“Hmmm. Don’t know yet.” He turned toward M, raising his eyebrows to solicit her opinion.

“I think we’ll need to build another house on Misko. We’ll just need to get some specifications from him so that we can make sure the design is conducive to a being that sustains itself on vapors. I suspect we should build a greenhouse into it, so he can grow some of the flowers and herbs they enjoy.” M said.

“He is welcome to stay with me until his house is ready. I have more than enough space.” Ferocity said.

“Thanks Ferocity I’ll suggest that, how’s the young Dragon?”

“I think she will be OK, M. Whotov is looking after her right now.”

“Good, and how’s Iysuno?” She asked, turning back to Lelelu.

“He’s doing OK. I still can’t believe I have my father back. I never dreamed that it was a possibility. I was telling Brzko that I’d like to take up permanent residence in my house here, on Misko, and give him my house on the mainland. After all, it was originally his home.”

“That’s great news Lelelu, I’d love to have you here all the time.”

“So how’s Bartala, did he come to terms with the idea of Empress Nalau working with us?” Brzko asked.

“Yep. Under a few conditions.” M said. “Pour me an espidrun and I’ll tell you all about it.” Brzko of course complied by pouring everyone another round. “So first, I’ve asked Nalau to attend personal defense and flight training on Gaznzul. She’s a lot tougher than any of us realized, but the training will give her some new skills and boost her confidence.”

“Agreed. I’ll make the arrangements.” Zri paused, he clearly had something else to say but was considering his words carefully. Everyone just waited.

Lelelu looked at him, “What?…. Oh! You think I should learn personal defense too?”

“Yes.” He said carefully because he wasn’t sure how she’d react.

“OK, it’s a good idea, I think I’ll enjoy it.” Zri looked relieved when she answered. “What are the other conditions?” She asked, looking at M.

“Bartala is going to have a new ship built for her, something that is very fast, and heavily armed, with cloaking abilities.”

“Can he build two? I know I don’t travel as much as Nalau probably will, but it would be nice to have an updated ship.” Lelelu said.

“I’m sure he will, I’ll talk to him tomorrow.”

“Anything else?” Brzko asked.

“I’ve asked her to select a small team to work with her. She’s going to consider some of the evacuees. I suspect some of them would love this type of work.”

“Good plan, I assume they’ll be attending training with her?” Zri asked.

“Yes. That will also give you time to observe them and make sure they are…. Mmmm ‘right’ for the position. If you know what I mean.”

“I understand. We’ll test their mental status while they’re on Gaznzul.” Zri said.

“She also has an idea for a host for the young Keateran, Scomia. She thinks Kilome the designer might enjoy providing her with a stable home while she completes an education.”

“That would work well, assuming Bartala was willing to employ the other three Keaterans.” Brzko said.

“He is. He might be temperamental but his heart, well hearts, really are in the right place.” M said.

“Hmmmm does that sound like anyone else you guys know?” Brzko teased her.

The friends sat quietly for a while, they’d recently been through a lot. The sound of the waves from the Schwarth Sea below was soothing, allowing them to all be lost in their own thoughts. A fair amount of time had passed when they heard Iysuno approach.

“Hello all, may I join you?”

“Baba! Yes please, how are you feeling this evening?” Lelelu asked.

“Better, a little stronger every day. It’s just going to take time. The doctors said that stasis prevented me from aging, so once my body recovers I’ll feel young again. Can you imagine that?”

Zri stood up and offered his seat. “Please, sit here next to Lelelu, Iysuno.”

“Thank you Zri, now what are you all drinking out here next to the ocean waves?” He said as he took a seat next to Lelelu and Zri pulled up a chair on her other side.

“Espidrun, have you heard of it?” Lelelu asked.

“No, but it looks toxic with that bright pink color. Are you sure it’s not poison?” He laughed. “Who’s going to pour an old young man his first espidrun?”

Brzko was already pouring when he asked. Iysuno’s face scrunched up when he saw the blue steam. “This has got to be poison!” He blew the steam away and took a careful sip. “And I don’t care if it is!” He tossed back what remained in his glass. “Pour me another would you?”

“M are you still on com?” She heard Bartala call via earcom link.

“Yes Bartala what’s up are you OK?” Everyone looked toward M when she spoke, Bartala had called only to her, probably because of the late hour.

“Neither of us can sleep, we were thinking about how much fun we had sitting around sharing stories on the way to Trella. We were just wondering if you and Brzko were still up.”

“Yes, Bartala, we’re having a party on the lower terrace. Would you like to come?”

“Yes please. We’re in my sitting room, if you come here directly the guards won’t see me leave.” Bartala said.

“I understand. We’ll be right there.” She turned to Brzko. “Bartala wants to sneak out of the palace unguarded, will you come to his sitting room with me to get him and Nalau?”

“Of course.”

They were both gone instantly, only to return to the deck less than a minute later, each with a guest in tow.