Sam 17

Both Drivas and Thellus could only stare at each other after Sam said those two words. Then they both started to scan the ship and the surrounding space. Nothing, going back to Sam they began to wonder if he was only dreaming.

They both looked at each other again. Sam didn’t have random dreams. His mental powers were far too high to take anything he said lightly. Both females tried to lift Sam to a cot so he might be more comfortable. To their shock not only could they not pick him up, he didn’t even budge an inch.

Drivas shook her head, “Monitor him with every piece of equipment we have. We’ve come too far for something to happen to him now.”

Thellus nodded as she started to monitor Sam. “It is hard to get much of a reading on Sam.” She reported. “It also appears to be as Thantas stated. His body is going through some type of change. As of yet I can’t tell exactly what though he is changing.”

“I’m going through the data base looking up everything that we have on the Cliveastone. So far there only seems to be the basic knowledge. It’s almost as if all records of the race, the planet and their abilities have been expunged.” Drivas stated her brow furrowed as she tried suss out an answer.

Thellus came over to look at what Drivas was seeing. “It appears that any information that was there, was removed a long time ago, According to this nothing has been added since the data base was created. Strange,” Thellus said deep in thought. “Something as important as this should have been updated at least once a week.”

A sudden beeping from the console drew both females to it. “Damn it! According to this all scans of Sam are now being reflected back.” Both females looked at Sam, “What is going on in there?” Drivas asked, a worried look dominating her features.

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Triot slowly walked toward the command center, it was taking far longer to get used to the new senses that he liked. Everywhere he looked he was seeing energy of several different aspects. Shaking his head had helped momentarily then it all came crashing back.

Triot had taken several readings feeding it into the massive comps that were in the room. As of yet they hadn’t given any answers yet, though he knew they would soon. Perhaps even a new direction to go in.

Triot knew he had to go carefully; the Lord Doctor would make very short work of him if he found out. It was bad enough that he’d felt Triot when he first woke up. Now the Lord Doctor would be hovering not far away with the feeling of a new bigger power.

Triot shook his head again, no, he had to keep this hidden as long as possible. There in laid the problem, anymore advances the Lord Doctor would surely detect. Then again Triot thought, why hadn’t he been found out yet? Could he really hide it that well?

A small smile crossed his lips, he’d have to experiment with that. Soon he would, for right now, he had to deal with the present problem.

Walking to a console Triot started to type at an alarming speed. Finished he stepped back watching as the information began to flow faster and faster. Still smiling he hoped that the several thousand gigabytes he’d just added would help the comps to deduce a solution.

Waiting for almost half an hour he was shocked when the comp finally spit out an answer. Looking at the read out, he lost his smile as his face dropped. According to the readout, Sam was a true Cliveastone though it seemed that he had a few abilities that Triot didn’t remember.

Cursing, Triot turned to input more data when his legs went weak. With an unceremonious shiver, he crumpled to the deck. This prompted more than a few personnel to try and assist him up. They were all surprised when none of them could even move let alone lift him.

Triot was still trying to rise though, it felt as if all the energy had been sucked from his body. Oddly enough it was this weakness that semi-protected him when the Lord Doctor appeared.

{Triot! We don’t have time for this weakness. Get up, back to work.} Triot shakily stood as the Lord Doctor nodded then vanished.

Triot breathed a sigh of relief as he stumbled to a chair. He’d obviously forgotten something. He had to get back to the experiment room quickly. Having several IP members wheel him to the room he dismissed them. He then started several intense scans.

It was almost two hours later he found an answer. Apparently his power had increased greatly, for faster than his body was able to keep up with at the moment. According to what he saw he was lucky that he’d made it as far as he had.

Nodding he took out several vials to consume before he lost consciousness. Hurriedly he poured them down his throat as his vision was starting to blur. Fighting to stay aware, he started on the second set of vials feeling the nutrients flow through his body.

Damn he thought that was close. Without the protection of the room they would have found him.