Bad Seed Ch. 6

“Trigon, can you project the path my brother’s ship took?” Wren asked.

“Extrapolating now Master Wren. “It appears that he has withdrawn much deeper into this unknown area of space.” The A.I. Trigon replied.

“Alright, I want as much speed as you can make. This energy trail won’t last forever. Then again,” Wren stopped as she thought about it. “The trail should have dissipated before now, check to see if it was manufactured.”

“I have adjusted sensors, running Particle Detector now. I should have results soon Master Wren.” Trigon said.

“Alright in the meantime keep all sensors up, I don’t want any surprises while we are out here. I’m afraid it wouldn’t turn out very good for us,” Wren said.

“Compliance Master Wren,” Trigon said. All sensors operating at one hundred percent. “

“Good, if you need me, I’ll be in the training room, I want the parameters set as before.” Wren held up a hand, “as you saw before, your fears weren’t really founded in fact.”

“As you wish Master Wren, though, I will keep an eye on you to ensure you do not receive any injuries.” Trigon said.

Wren nodded as she left, a moment later she entered her training room. Seconds later the training drone appeared.

A wry smile came to her lips as she assumed a defensive position. A half hour later the fifth drone she was facing managed to get a hit in on her.

A brief moment of anger flashed through her, just as suddenly, the drone was a pile of slag in front of her. It was at that moment that Wren noticed that she was growing hotter.

A look down showed that her body was starting to glow red. Shit, she thought, it’s pretty much like last time. Great, I am hours away from the masters and this happens.

I wouldn’t say that, came a voice from inside.

“Master Flugret?” Wren said out loud, “how are you here I thought that you couldn’t exist off the planet for long.”

Well, Flugret’s voice came again, my being cannot. What you are hearing, is a piece of myself that I have, sent with you in your mind. We have not exercised this for a very long time, I was the last to.

“Master?” A startled Wren asked, “This won’t endanger you, will it? I do not wish to be that which might destroy a master.”

No little Wren, came the voice of Flugret. In fact, it may allow me to exist in solid form longer. For now, I need you to gain control again, as you are right now, your control is still low. One might say that when you grow angry, you have no control. It was thought that if one or more of us place a part of us with you, we could help.

Wren was nodding her head almost feeling foolish, he was in her not outside.

“So that was what all of you were doing, I had thought I heard voices inside when all of you touched my head. So, can the pieces of you keep me from overloading?” Wren asked.

Yes, with a bit of us all here we should be able to adjust your mind. Came the thoughts of the first master. It is our hope that with this adjustment that you will be able to maintain control yourself soon.

In almost all things you have a measurable amount of control, that is except your anger. This is what we need you to work on, it makes you many times more powerful. The draw back to this though is that it can also burn out your brain. As of yet, you cannot take the huge power surge that you produce.

“So, what, I am a living bomb when I grow mad? Great!” Wren said throwing her hands up.

That is why we have all contributed a piece of ourselves to help train you. We, should also be able to keep you more balanced while your control grows.

Wren was about to comment when Trigon’s voice interrupted her. “Master Wren? I have concluded my analysis; the energy trail does indeed appear to be manufactured. Might I suggest that we proceed with extreme caution?”

“Thank you ,Trigon, I was afraid that my brother was laying a trap. Bring up shields to maximum, all weapons open and charged, if it comes to it, I will hurt his ass.” Wren hissed.

Trigon paused a moment then continued, “I will endeavor to help you accomplish this master Wren.”

A smile, a true smile lit up Wren’s features as she nodded, “I know you will Trigon, I know you will. Well, since we know that it is a trap, let’s turn it back against my brother, shall we?”

“Yes, master Wren,” Trigon said.

“I want you to trace the trail as far ahead as you can. Thomas and the forces that the has, still seem unable to pierce our cloak. I suggest that you, find a way to modulate the frequencies of it. I want to be prepared, in case they are able to detect us at the frequency, we are using now.” Wren instructed.

“Compliance Wren, starting now.” Trigon replied.

Wren released a sigh as she shut down the training session. All the voices of the masters had been quite distracting, finally she’d asked them for quiet. Then again that was far easier said than done.

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Esmeralda had been fit to be tied, why the audacity of Wren to disobey then leave.