Young Writers Society

Prologue: The Prince's Convoy

Prince Evan, meticulously sipped the white wine. He puckered, examining the converging flavors in his mouth.

"Fine quality, Joel." Evan set the wine glass, carefully on the metal table next to him.

"Only the finest for you, my Prince." Joel bowed low. The Prince rarely showed compassion for people. He had a select few with whom he shared all his secrets. Joel was one of those few. The old man had been hired for Evan when he was a mere five years old. Joel rose and walked toward the silver door. It automatically slid back and allowed him through. Evan lightly placed his palm on the smooth surface of his chair's armrest. The room dimmed dramatically and hologram with many arranged digital cubes was suspended in front of him. With the other hand, he tapped on the cube on the third row, labeled, "Classified". The former hologram disappeared and was replaced by a password box. The prince smirked. Or course his father would keep his most important files under tight lock. He thought hard. Then, it was obvious to him.

He leaned in closer to the password box. "Evan," he said.

The program hummed and a female voice synthesized, "Access Granted."

How sentimental , he thought.

His father, being the Head of the Space Endeavor Program (S.E.P.)shouldn't have time for petty things like family and sentiments.

"That is the very reason I plan to overthrow my father," he said to himself."My father is to weak. I will unlock his secrets and find the piece I need-" The folder of classified files opened. "for the checkmate."

Evan stared, his eyes cold and knowing. He had found more than he had expected. The hologram was now showing a changing diagram of a human body.

Evan leaned in closer. "A human super race, designed as the main attack force for the S.E.P. They're called the Rawrd." The holo was now showing a Rawrd holding a massive double-sided axe. The Rawrd was at least nine feet tall with biceps the size of soccer balls. Evan exited the file and found a gold file. He tapped on it and it revealed a hologram of rotating cylinder with a seed, levitating in the center. Evan grinned.

"This is the kind of secret I was looking f-" There was a knock on the door.

"Ahem, Prince?" It was Joel's voice.

Evan hit his hand on the armrest. The room lit and the holograms disappeared.

"Come in Joel."

The old man walked in. "We have rendezvoused with the convoy."

Evan looked out the window and into the depths of space. Joel then led him to the front of the ship, where the auto-pilot was on. In front of their shuttle were a whole fleet of freight ships.

"No one must know I am here, Joel."

Evan activated the communication link.

-Smilykid