Frankenstein by A.D. Wayne - Book Tour + Giveaway
Frankenstein
Supra Project Book 1
by A.D. Wayne
Genre:
Horror, High Science Fiction
Horror, High Science Fiction
Frankie is a 21st-century computer programmer, turned ufologist when she is
approached by the members of the LSS Slicer crew. The starship being
commanded by Captain Caldwell. She becomes their most significant
asset in the temporal war. Their enemies were ready to die for a
spectre of her DNA. The Dome and Rakes in the Scorpius Quadrant
forged a betrothal with the Orion Quadrant’s defence, the Alliance.
Nowhere is safe anymore. Within Frankie’s DNA, is the infinite
knowledge of the Greys. It hides within it how to revive their
technology and share their knowledge. Frankie had to remain safe.
Like her life, if compromised, could easily mean the end of the Milky
Way. Life as she knew, completely shredded. Caldwell promised to keep
Earth’s history safe by using Frankie’s knowledge of her home,
untainted by the Dome’s time traveling. Caldwell would use Frankie
to re-establish her timeline and all others until the Dome’s
complete alienation. Not everyone believed Caldwell deserved trust.
The mission: save time and space from the 26th century at all costs.
approached by the members of the LSS Slicer crew. The starship being
commanded by Captain Caldwell. She becomes their most significant
asset in the temporal war. Their enemies were ready to die for a
spectre of her DNA. The Dome and Rakes in the Scorpius Quadrant
forged a betrothal with the Orion Quadrant’s defence, the Alliance.
Nowhere is safe anymore. Within Frankie’s DNA, is the infinite
knowledge of the Greys. It hides within it how to revive their
technology and share their knowledge. Frankie had to remain safe.
Like her life, if compromised, could easily mean the end of the Milky
Way. Life as she knew, completely shredded. Caldwell promised to keep
Earth’s history safe by using Frankie’s knowledge of her home,
untainted by the Dome’s time traveling. Caldwell would use Frankie
to re-establish her timeline and all others until the Dome’s
complete alienation. Not everyone believed Caldwell deserved trust.
The mission: save time and space from the 26th century at all costs.
The ship now seemed entirely
emptied, and she got a message on her earpiece,
“Frank! Answer me! Did we hear an explosion, are you, all right? For fuck sake,
Frank answer!” She turned on her vocal emitter, and said, “Yes, I caused the
explosion.” Her superior officer, Commander King, had orders to keep Frankie
safe at all costs, and right now, she was several hundred meters away from him
in a ship full of very hungry Rakes, “How the fuck do you suggest coming back?
You blew up the only passage to their working teleportal beam!”
Frankie, with a cool tone in her voice,
answered, “It was a risk I was willing to take.” The Commander didn’t find it
one bit amusing, “That’s funny because see. I am the Commander, and you’re the
Lieutenant. I make the decision, you follow my orders.” Frankie followed a
curving corridor and decided to slow down, “Yeah, well I came here to chew
bubblegum, and kickass. I have two plasma guns with a few shots left, and no
bubble gum. You do the math.”
Frankie knew Commander Nakamo King
wouldn’t understand her reference. Nobody on her ship understood her puns from
the twenty-first century since she was the only one out from her timeline. She
then turned off the device entirely. Frankie knew she would find her crewmates
approaching the place where they were ambushed by Rakes, that according to
King, weren’t supposed to be onboard the abandoned ship. The air was heavy and
humid, the stink of the place burned inside Frankie’s nostrils who wanted to
beam out of the ship as soon as she could. But first, she had to free her men.
Frankie might not have been military
material, or at least she thought so until saved by Icefall II’s
Captain. But she had proven herself time, and time again. All those hours spent
playing warfare video games were suddenly paying off, and helped protect
herself from something she possessed that made her quite precious to the
Captain of her ship.
The cries were loud, long, and
agonizing. The mumbling, and what sounded like the chewing sounds of animals
crawled its way to Frankie’s ears who feared what she was about to see when
turning to the room on her right. She looked at her forearm bracer where it
displayed a monitor screen of all Icefall II members. She saw the
fainted life signs of her crewmates and then turned on the 3D holographic
blueprint of the ship showing that on her left would be the feasting room.
She closed her eyes, knelt to the ground
as slowly as she could, and crawled close to the entrance of the room. Once
opened, what she saw, created a sudden gag reflux. There was no more time to be
discreet, as she threw up bile on herself. She jumped on her feet and shot the
two crewmates. Both of them hung from the ceiling by metallic hooks resembling
ones used by fishermen.
It pierced through the bruised flesh on their backs. Denuded, the two men were
hanging, their head falling forwards. A wide X incision covered their abdomen,
buckets at their feet, letting the blood drip down as Rakes exposed their
tongues.
When Frankie saw the scene, she
expected as much, but not for both crewmen to lift their heads up, orbits
emptied from their eyeballs, and screaming without a tongue to articulate their
pain. She shot them both between the eyes, and their heads fell forward
instantly once she shot them both out of their misery. Twenty-eight Rakes came
forward, angry, as they showed their long curving claws perfect to grip their
prey as she stepped back. Frankie analyzed the situation rapidly and calculated
her chances of survival if she ran through the ship. 9%. Not high enough. She thought to herself, she needed
another strategy.
Frankie noticed a tall man with a black
uniform, and a helmet covering his head. Impossible to see through, she blinked
and hoped her ocular scanning lenses took a picture. She noticed his belt with
a scarab looking device attached to it. “You’ll have to do mate!” She propelled
herself onto the man, elbowed his head, and then his stomach before injecting
herself with the decoding serum, and entered the code, “Sextans A, NGC 3115, Slicer
LSS, Authorization Code 05bw3d.”
Frankie shot at the Rakes coming her way
until she felt her body dematerializing leaving a sensation of absolute
relaxation. Then everything disappeared until she felt stretched out into a
tube and instantly rematerialized.
“What was the idea, Lieutenant Stein?”
“Yes, I’m happy I’m alive too.”
“Lieutenant!”
Frankie got back on her feet. The man
covered in a black military suit was about to lift himself up, so Frankie
kicked his head and knocked him out for the third time. She walked down the
circular Decoder pedestal, holding her head with one hand. She was covered in
soot and sweating like she just went for a hundred-kilometer marathon. King was
yelling at her. She had to follow his orders when away on missions. Then
Frankie felt shivers grabbing onto her spine crawling its way to the back of
her neck when he walked in the room.
“Lieutenant Stein, what is this Khe
Agent doing on my ship?”
It seemed as if Frankie lost her
words, the entire language indeed. She walked back to the Khe Agent, grabbed
his teleportal device also known as a PBU, and unlocked his helmet. She then
caught on to its ocular lenses on his eyeballs and retrieved the chip placed in
his bracer. She walked down the Decoder and handed it to Captain Caldwell, who
had turned forty-nine years old the week before.
“This Khe Agent was the relic we were
looking for.” Frankie admitted, “I read his signature when we teleported about
the supposedly abandoned ship.” She mentioned slowly looking at her superior
officer with a frowned as he affirmed the wrecked ship deserted by the crew.
“These objects, once I analyze them, will prove to be the missing parts of
previous encoded Grey artifacts left behind. It also proves our theory of the
Rakes working alongside the Dome…um…Sir.”
Frankie looked down when her Captain
asked with his grave, and commanding voice, “How were you able to use the PBU?
You needed access to a Rake code.” Frankie wasn’t about to reveal all of her
secrets to her Captain, and so she answered, “As for the Portable Beaming Unit,
I…um” She cleared her throat before King said, “She disobeyed my orders, and
went on a silly mission to—” Caldwell raised his hand before King, and
uninterestingly nodded, his eyes fixed on Frankie, “Yes, yes, yes,
subordination, who gives a fuck Commander. We’re at war.”
He had Frankie look into his eyes, “How
did you get that code?” She had to think fast, “I hacked their system, and
copied one of their codes when I knew a Khe Agent was onboard the ship.”
Captain Caldwell smiled, “Moved the prisoner to the brig until Dr. Gillman can
start the rehabilitation process.” Before leaving the room, Caldwell glanced at
Frankie one last time, subtly winked, and grinned before saying, “Good work,
Lieutenant.” Followed by, “Both of you take a shower, and report to Dr.
Gillman.”
Frankie couldn’t help but smile, and
with the objects in her hands, about to walk out she felt King’s grip on her
shoulder. She knew he would again lecture her about how the Captain was a
weirdo, and not to let him inside her head. He tried his best to have the
Captain lose interest in Frankie, but it never worked. She would get away with
many things, but then again, “I’m not a real soldier, Nakamo.” She said.
A.D. Wayne started writing before she knew how. Always surrounded by books
and encyclopedias, she was curious about what treasures lay hidden
within each page. Wayne wrote her first novel when she was only
twelve years old and continued to come up with new spooky stories
almost every day. Her passion for vampires and history, had her
fulfill her dream of becoming an author, who would make “monster
nerds” like herself happy. A.D. Wayne is obsessed with research,
dark sciences, writing, and always learning. She has diplomas in
editing, blogging, social media, self-publishing, creative writing,
novel writing, ufology, and astronomy. She is a Paranormal Expert
by Quora standards. She has a passion for learning, and her novels
reflect her ever-growing desire to know more about ancient history
and parapsychology. She writes twisted horror stories but doesn’t
forget to add the passion.
and encyclopedias, she was curious about what treasures lay hidden
within each page. Wayne wrote her first novel when she was only
twelve years old and continued to come up with new spooky stories
almost every day. Her passion for vampires and history, had her
fulfill her dream of becoming an author, who would make “monster
nerds” like herself happy. A.D. Wayne is obsessed with research,
dark sciences, writing, and always learning. She has diplomas in
editing, blogging, social media, self-publishing, creative writing,
novel writing, ufology, and astronomy. She is a Paranormal Expert
by Quora standards. She has a passion for learning, and her novels
reflect her ever-growing desire to know more about ancient history
and parapsychology. She writes twisted horror stories but doesn’t
forget to add the passion.
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