Space Trippers Book 1: Trippin'

Space Trippers

Book One

Trippin'

By: A. Lightbourne

Books By A. Lightbourne

~Space Trippers Book 2~

Just Passing Through

After the disaster in the hydroponics lab the ship needs more food supplies. But the trade aliens seem a little too interested in Valesque for Tim and Sanic's comfort. With the addition of a new, sifting alien girl, they set out to rescue her.

~Space Trippers Book 3~

A Frosty Farewell

The ship needs water, so they are off to the nearest water trade planet.

Valesque has found some disturbing secret files on one of the Upper Crewmen. Will they get the water they need? And if they do will they be going home with one less crewmate?

~Space Trippers Book 4~

Will Work For Food Parts

The ship makes its first jump home. The tracker Valesque found points her to a nearby planet. Making an excuse to stop for repair supplies, can she find her contact on the mysterious supply planet where all the technology keeps disappearing?

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All my readers, I hope you enjoy the story as much as I do.

Special Acknowledgment to:

My sweet, supportive Hubby who is the best thing in life!

About the Author:

A. Lightbourne lives in the Midwest with her husband and menagerie of animals.

Her love for writing started at an early age, writing stories in her 1st grade journal.

She is a certified PC tech, with a deep background in designing and building her own electronic devices and computers, knowledge she uses to bring Scientific Engineer Valesque and all of her creations to life.

Space Trippers

Book One

Trippin'

Contents

Chapters

Chapter 1: Battle Lines

Chapter 2: Traitor?

Chapter 3: Allies

Chapter 4: Suspicions

Chapter 5: Springing The Trap

Chapter 6: Deadline

Chapter 7: Tripped

Chapter 8: Accusations

Chapter 9: Teamwork

Chapter 10: Costs and Circumstances

Chapter One: Battle Lines

Valesque Rhaugh could not help but smile, she smiled at everyone, all of the engineering teams that were preparing to leave the project for lunch, all of the hard-hatted inspectors as they passed her in the hall. Everyone got the same big, toothy grin from the Chief Scientific Engineer.

She could not stop smiling, everything was wonderful, everything was perfect. Not quite finished, but perfect.

She loved her work. She loved this ship. She loved the look of it, the luxurious feel of it; she even loved the sharp ‘new’ smell of it. But most of all she loved it because it was hers, she had designed it, she had planned it, she had even helped build it! It was her most fantastic dream, which had now become her most precious reality.

This was finally one thing she had done just for herself and not out of an attempt for reconciliation. Being as she was from a pure line of Virrilians it was expected that she would follow the old traditions. Instead she followed more in her great grandmother's footsteps and challenged the rules of her people in deciding for herself how to live her life. In return she was, of course, disowned by the family circle and was considered a disgrace to her family name.

To Virrilians true honor does not come from the talents you were born with but from the achievements you make that are against your natural inclinations.

Therefore, Valesque was to be a warrior, a military officer, not that Virrilians are a warlike race but because it was the one thing that was totally against her scientific nature. She had tried for a while to comply by attending, though very briefly, the `Corseccan Galactic Military training school'. She was soon kicked out however for `non-military conduct’ and went into her natural field of expertise, scientific engineering.

She had traveled to many places that others had never dared dream to go. And had done many things in her life she was not very proud of, some of which had been done in her scientific attempt at appeasing her family.

The latest and worst fiasco in this department had been the `Space Tripper’, a device she had built to aid her people in the ongoing galaxy wide war in their sector. But her attempt had once again been denied and even scoffed at.

A device that would not kill but just send enemy ships through a space warp never to return, it was absurd!

At least it was to the Virrilians. But it had not appeared so absurd to some other party it would seem, for a few nights after her proposal to her people the contraption had vanished from her high-security lab. By this time Valesque was more relieved than alarmed at its disappearance, she hated the idea she had even made such an ominous weapon, and she did not really care much where it had gone.

The Virrilians did care however and when the rumors got around that the Space Tripper device had been sold to their enemies Valesque quickly became her home world’s most wanted war criminal.

Valesque thought the whole thing very hypocritical. If they honestly believed she had sold the horrible device to their enemies, they should have considered her very accomplished and honorable. After all; building war devices and then selling them to the other side was certainly not in her nature.

So with her last attempt at honor with her family falling into smoldering ruin she turned her back on the whole idea and started the construction of the first major accomplishment in her life that had nothing to do with her family, nothing to do with her people, nothing to do with anyone but herself. The I.S.A Magellan was the glorious product of her selfish desire to succeed just for the sake of succeeding.

She had finally been left up to her own devices and she had done one heck of a job, even if she did say so herself. And she did.

Of course, technically speaking it was really Dr. Warner’s project. He had obtained permission to start it. He had gotten the significant grant from the Intergalactic Scientific Association for it. He had even helped with some of the detailing and had put in a few of his own experimental gadgets. Nevertheless, it had been her dream, her planning, and her soul that had gone into it.

Now as she walked the gleaming corridors of the Recreation Deck she felt a deep sense of pride and satisfaction in her accomplishments. This deck in itself was one of the crowning achievements of the whole design. Developed as a recreational and exercise facility it could also boast of being among the most beautiful areas of the ship. The deck was four stories high with a generously wide three-tone corridor, encircled in row upon row of exterior facing windows all around the deck, and was luxurious enough to have been on any of the first class civilian pleasure cruisers. But it wasn’t.

On the Recreation Deck there were three separate Hydro-lift areas, placed at convenient intervals along the deck.

In between these were numerous well equipped, and improved, holographic recreation rooms. Two large park-like areas were on either end of the rows of Holo-rooms, at the front and rear of the Recreation Deck, complete with walking tracks, artificial greenery and a pool filled with an experimental thicker-than-water liqui-gel that would stay put in its containment but would feel like pure water to swim through. The shallower wading type pool had been placed by the spacious and well-supplied childcare facility at the rear of the deck; where trained personnel would care for the non-school aged children, while their parents were on duty. A wonderful way to continue your child-psychology studies!

The entire ship had been designed and constructed with the health and happiness of the scientists and crew in mind. Being as it was an exploratory vessel where veteran and up-and-coming scientists and engineers alike could work, develop and discover, it had been built as a community within itself. Able to satisfactorily accommodate, entertain and educate large numbers of people for prolonged periods of time.

As Valesque continued toward the last Hydro-lift bay, she began to notice a fairly steady stream of people coming and going along the opposite side of the deck. Not just people, non-personnel, non-engineering people! Talking, laughing, and carrying what appeared to be large duffel bags over their shoulders.

Crew commission duffel bags!

Ever since her brief, but educational, military experience Valesque had a deep loathing for anything military. She had dealt with them during several of her morally challenging projects and had always found them to be obnoxiously callous and irritating. She had sworn to herself when she had first drawn up the plans for this vessel that not one military officer would ever step foot on her decks. And here there were throngs of them!

Chief Engineer Valesque quickened her pace; these people were definitely not here to admire her ship. She passed a group of them that were checking some papers in their hands as they crowded around a ship location map near the Hydro-lifts while a chime sounded and a male voice boomed over the ship’s communication system. “Attention please, the ranking Captain of the I.P.A Vortex is now on board, all members of the flight and control crew are to report immediately to the Control Deck. Repeat: All members of the flight and control crew are to report immediately to the Control Deck. That is all.”

“A ranking military captain on my Control Deck, we will just see about that!” Valesque spat hatefully, giving the obviously confused crowd an unnoticed scowl as she forced her way through to the lift. Hitting the emergency close button with a ferocious punch of her finger before anyone else could join her.

Valesque Rhaugh was no longer smiling. Her ship was crawling with a military regulation crew. She hated commissioned personnel of any rank or graduating class. Outwardly, she was enraged but inwardly she was just hoping it was all a mistake; that the Warmongering General had not won. She directed the lift to head for the Control level, hoping to find some answers and fast.

Valesque was not happy as she made her march to the control room.

Somebody was messing with her ship and she was not going to take it lightly. She found herself wishing as she rounded the last corner that Dr. Warner was there to back her up, but there was no going back now as the automatic doors slid open to the ship’s Command Center. Valesque was surprised at what she found there, but not enough to slow her.

The room was very large, over two stories in height. The double automatic doors led onto the upper floor of the Command Center. To the right on the far wall was the door to the Control Deck’s conference room. To the far left of the entrance was the door to the Captain’s Observation Room.