The Light Being
by ANN CAROL ULRICH
© 2011 (all rights reserved)
An article from the JULY 2011 issue of THE STAR BEACON.
FROM
CHAPTER 20 ... Teen-aged Blake Dobbs, son of Manley and Dorothy Dobbs, is on
board the New Jerusalem stationed near Earth. He and his sister were rescued by
the Light Being when chaos broke out on the planet’s surface during the arrival
of the Photon Belt.
Blake was taken to a
medical facility, where a technician drew a small amount of his blood. He knew
this had been requested for his light being friend, who was procuring a body.
The lovely Greta then took him to the section of the ship where Kelly was being
cared for. They entered a large room that reminded Blake of a school. Smaller
cubicles appeared to be classrooms for the very young.
Kelly was playing with
colored blocks that emitted light. She was dressed in a one-piece play suit,
neon pink in color, and two alien beings stood near her, both of whom were less
than five feet tall and had large heads with no hair.
The little girl glanced up and recognized her brother, then broke into a grin
and wrapped her fat arms around his waist.
“Hi, Kelly Belly,” he greeted her with the familiar nickname.
She laughed and said, “Wanna play with me?”
“Wow, Kel.” Blake looked around at all the toys. “You’ve got quite a playground
here.” The two aliens nodded and blinked their slanted dark eyes at him. They
were apparently caregivers of some sort. “I’ll come back and play sometime soon.
I’m on a ship’s tour right now.”
“This is where you’ll find your sister if you wish to visit her,” explained
Greta. “She sleeps and eats in the nursery down the corridor.”
“This is a lot like a day care center,” commented Blake.
“Actually, children begin their education here on the mother ship,” Greta said.
“Are you okay, Kel?” Blake asked his sister.
Kelly nodded, then returned to her block building.
Blake spent a couple more minutes watching Kelly build a structure. The lights
given off by the colored blocks fascinated him. His little sister seemed pleased
to have him nearby, but he was surprised she didn’t seem to be missing their
parents.
“They’ve blocked her trauma temporarily,” explained Greta when Blake asked about
it. “She can’t remember what happened before she was brought here. She remembers
you, of course, and she’ll remember the rest once she sees her mother again.”
“When do you think that will be?” Blake asked, wondering with concern what had
happened to his parents.
“I don’t know.” Greta put a hand on Blake’s shoulder. “Let’s move on. There are
some interesting things on the ship I’d like you to see.”
Before leaving, Blake gave Kelly another hug. It was a relief to see his sister
so adjusted to the new situation. He had been doing pretty well himself up till
now. The reminder that his mom and dad were still on Earth, having to deal with
the chaos of the Photon Belt, now weighed heavily on his mind. L.B. had promised
to help find them, but there was little he could do without being in physical
form, he had said. Blake knew he would have to be patient and keep faith.
Greta showed Blake the recreation facilities. Several levels of the ship were
devoted to recreational pursuits, from swimming to racquetball, to bowling to
skating, with an indoor track, weight rooms and even park-like areas where
people could stroll and experience trees, birds and gardens. He was quite
impressed with this exciting vacation land in space. One would never get bored
here with so many opportunities to indulge in.
“Blue Jay wanted you to meet him at his music studio.” Greta led Blake to
another level of the ship, where there were music halls and study areas. He was
blown away by everything he saw. Greta showed him where their friend was
practicing his harmonica in a soundproof room. When Blue Jay saw them through
the window in the door, he flashed a big grin.
“I will leave you,” Greta told Blake.
“Thanks for the tour,” said Blake.
“There’s plenty more to see, believe it or not,” exclaimed Blue Jay as he
stepped out to join them. “But how’s about a jam session first?”
“Sure.” Blake let his musician friend lead him down a hallway to a room where
various instruments were stored. Blake picked out a twelve-string guitar, not
unlike his own back on Earth. He spent a couple of minutes tuning it up to Blue
Jay’s harmonica, and then they returned to the soundproof studio that was filled
with all kinds of recording equipment and lights.
“Want to hear what I
worked on so far?” Blue Jay turned to his computer console.
“Sure,” said Blake.
A moment later they were
surrounded by blues sounds and Blue Jay’s harmonica. Before ten bars had gone
by, Blake fell in with his guitar and picked up the accompaniment. He could see
out the corner of his eye that Blue Jay was pleased. They ended up playing music
together for at least an hour. Blake felt refreshed and recharged after the
session. It had eased his depression and invigorated him.
“I knew you could kick
ass,” Blue Jay said as they returned the guitar to its compartment. “We’ll have
a go at it again soon. Hey, man, let me take you to some parts of the ship Greta
didn’t show you.”
“Okay,” said Blake.
“Then it’ll be time for
me to take my shift at the café,” added Blue Jay. “You can come along and get
something to eat.”
That sounded good to
Blake. Blue Jay Harris, he soon learned, had many connections with crew members
on the mother ship. He knew somebody in just about every department. Their last
stop was the monitoring lab.
“What do they do in
here?” Blake asked.
“This is where crew
members watch what goes on,” said Blue Jay. “They monitor all sorts of things on
Earth. Right now they are extremely busy, what with the shift and all.”
Blake could see people of
different species, some standing, some sitting at stations in a large, darkened
room. They watched screens and worked controls as they scanned various scenes.
Most of the screens he could see were dark. Often more than one observer stood
over a screen, and some of the people communicated with each other about what
they were seeing or — in this case — what they were not seeing.
Blue Jay strolled in with
Blake at his heels. They approached a small alien woman with grayish-white skin
and a large bald head. She was dressed in a one-piece white uniform with gold
braid trim. As she turned to look at them, Blake noticed large, wrap-around eyes
that were a deep color of blue.
“Hello, Blue Jay,” she
spoke in a pleasant feminine voice. It surprised Blake to hear perfect English
and through her mouth rather than through telepathy. The alien woman’s gaze
focused curiously upon Blake.
“How’s it goin’?” Blue
Jay grinned. “Hey, I want you to meet my new friend, Blake Dobbs.”
“Greetings.” The alien
smiled warmly at him, still studying his face.
“This is Kapri,”
explained Blue Jay. “Her job is to help make people aware of life in space.”
“Actually, that’s just
one of my jobs.” Kapri reached out a thin grayish hand. “How do you do, Blake
Dobbs?”
Blake shook her hand and
noticed the strength in her grip. The name Kapri suddenly seemed familiar. He
knew he had heard that name recently.
“Blake... Dobbs...”
Kapri’s expression changed to momentary excitement. “Of course. I thought you
resembled someone I once knew. Now I understand. I can see that you must be
related to Manley Dobbs.”
“You know my dad?” Blake
then recalled that his parents had mentioned the name Kapri just the other day —
or was it more than three days ago? He had already lost track of time as he once
knew it. When they had told him the remarkable story about his aunt, they had
mentioned someone named Kapri.
“Your father is Manley
Dobbs,” the alien woman reflected. “Yes, I knew him very well for a short time
while I was on your planet. He is a good man.”
Blue Jay watched, amused
that there was a connection already between his two friends.
“You must know my mother,
too,” said Blake.
“Yes, Dorothy,” said
Kapri. “Of course. Without your mother’s psychic ability, we might not have been
able to escape from Dulce.”
“I just recently heard
all about that time,” said Blake, “and about my aunt and my... uncle.” Blake
still found it strange to think he had a space alien for a relative.
“You speak of Serassan,”
said Kapri, “and his mate, Johanna.”
“Yes, she’s my aunt,”
said Blake. “And all these years I thought she was locked away in a mental
asylum. I’d give anything to meet her.”
“Where’s your aunt now?”
Blue Jay wanted to know.
Blake shrugged, but Kapri
held up her hand. “Serassan and Johanna live on the planet Karos.”
“Karos? Where’s that?”
asked Blake.
“It’s near Estron, my
home world and Serassan’s.”
Again Blake was startled.
“You mean...” His eyes quickly scanned Kapri’s humanoid form. “My uncle is from
your world... does he... does he look... like you?”
Kapri couldn’t help but be
amused. “Serassan is Estronian, yes. Our features differ from yours.”
“Whoa!” Blake then caught himself. “I mean... I’m sorry... I don’t mean to sound
rude. It’s just that I can’t believe that my aunt would... well, you know...”
Kapri put a hand on Blake’s shoulder. “Come with me, young human,” she said,
then turned to Blue Jay. “Do you mind if I borrow your friend a while?”
Blue Jay shrugged. “Go ahead. I’ve gotta get down to the café. My shift’s gonna
start soon.” Grinning at Blake, he asked, “Think you can find your way?”
“I’ll see that he does,” said Kapri. She led Blake out of the monitoring
laboratory. “I have something to show you in my quarters,” she said. They wound
through a series of hallways and up a level or two until they reached what Blake
guessed were crew quarters. Kapri stopped at her cabin and opened the doorway by
placing her hand over a signal in the wall that allowed the cubicle to open. She
then beckoned him inside. The quarters were clean and lavish, much larger and
more elegant than the little bunk room he had been given. She had a small living
room and he saw a door that he presumed led into a bedroom. Another doorway led
into a bath. There was furniture to sit on that appeared ultra modern and
functional, although alien. She disappeared through the bedroom door.
Blake couldn’t believe he was in an alien woman’s quarters on board a mother
ship. He had certainly taken in a lot of new experiences in the last couple of
days. Kapri came back, carrying a small book which she handed to Blake. He
opened it to find photographs of several beings. He recognized Kapri’s face and
moved through the pages until he saw a holographic picture of his aunt standing
with a tall, dark-haired man whose hand was around her slender shoulders. The
man had the same deep blue eyes that matched the color of Kapri’s.
“That is Johanna and Serassan,” Kapri said with pride, “my dear friends on Karos.”
The background in the photograph showed a barren landscape of rocks and hills.
There was a blue sky and some plant growth that reminded Blake of a desert.
“I thought you said my uncle came from the same world as you,” said Blake.
“He does. Serassan and I are of the same race. But he is in human form right
now, just as I was while my mission took me to Terra. I changed back to my true
form, but Serassan maintains his diguise.”
“What did you look like as a human?” Blake asked.
Kapri flipped through the pages, then showed him the picture of an attractive
young woman in her twenties with pale skin and long black hair.
“Wow,” breathed Blake. “How did you do that?”
Kapri laughed. “The process of physical transformation is not an easy one. The
process is complex and takes time. We are not shapeshifters that change form in
a moment’s notice.”
“Why did you change back?” asked Blake.
“There was no reason to keep that form.” Kapri let Blake page through the rest
of the book. “There is discomfort maintaining a form other than our own.
Serassan must undergo regular checkups by one of our Estronian physicians. Yet
it was necessary for him in order to continue his life with your aunt on a Class
M planet.”
“Class M? By that you mean a planet conducive to oxygen-breathing life and
temperatures adequate for human life.”
Kapri’s eyes danced with delight. “You are acquainted with galactic concepts.”
“I just watch a lot of Star Trek reruns,” he admitted.
“Our Federation implanted much knowledge into the minds of those science fiction
writers. You’ll find that much of that is based on fact.”
“Wow,” breathed Blake. He turned the page in Kapri’s photo album and was
startled to see a beautiful little girl with long blond hair and the same color
of blue eyes. “Who is this?”
Kapri looked, then said, “That is Serassan and Johanna’s child, Crystal.”
Blake felt his heart begin to pound. “Their... child?”
“She is their daughter,” added Kapri.
“Then she’d... she’d be my first cousin!” Blake cried.
“That photograph is several years old,” said Kapri.
“How old would she be now?” asked Blake.
“I believe Crystal is seventeen,” said Kapri.
“Whoa!” Then he murmured, “A year older than me. What is she like?”
“I have never met the young hybrid,” Kapri said, “but she is reportedly very
talented.”
“In what way?” asked Blake.
“She is musical,” said Kapri. “Apparently she is the first of Estronian blood
who possesses true musical ability.”
“Is that right?” He sighed. “She’s a knockout.” He looked up, suddenly
embarrassed. “I mean... she’s not bad looking... for my cousin.”
“Blake, would you like to meet your aunt and uncle?” Kapri took the book from
him and placed it on a shelf.
“Meet them? Where?”
Kapri rubbed her pointy chin as she thought a moment. “I think it could be
arranged for you to travel to that part of the galaxy. Would you want to go?”
Travel across the galaxy? Blake was ecstatic. “How long would that take?” he
asked.
Before she could respond, a signal of some sort sounded in the cabin and Kapri
gently pushed him toward the door. “I must return to my post,” she told him. “We
will discuss this later. Come with me and I’ll show you the direction to the
café.”
Blake followed the alien woman, his thoughts in a whirl. He had been blown away
to learn he had an alien uncle. Now to discover he had a cousin who was an alien
hybrid!
The Light Being, third novel in the Space Trilogy, is available from Earth Star
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