When a plague wiped out Relda's kind years ago, her uncle took her and escaped from Quadrant 1 to Quadrant 4. Then he contracted the plague and died. She was left, and clones from a creature named Eyan are the last hope to continue her race. So she took a medallion from the Temple of Qor to pay him. Problem is, he has left to take his highly illegal cloning practice to the infamous Quadrant 3. After a chance meeting  with Quadrant 3 teenagers, she finds herself headed toward Quadrant 3. 
Things don't go as planned, but maybe that's for the best.

The Last Jucardians

 Raylay adjusted the settings, and the shield activated. The sky grew above them, and the ground receded. 


 "So," Relda said, clapping her hands and rubbing her palms together. "Where are we going?" 


 She curled her lip at Raylay's deep gulp. It just sounded gross. 


 "I--" Raylay began, but the flashing of his viewing screen cut him short. 


 Relda took it in her lap. Incoming transmission. ID: Aks. It read. 


 "Transmission from Aks," she relayed. 


 "Accept it," Raylay instructed. "Haven't heard from him in a good bit. Hoping he's good." 


 Relda tapped the accept configuration on the screen. Aks waved from the other end. 


 "Greetings!" He exclaimed. "Is all well?" 


 "All is well," Relda said. "Is there anything I can pass onto Raylay?" 


 Aks scratched his head and said, "He asked about using the port. I've been retired for many years. Still keeping the database, but business owner I'm not anymore." 


Chapter 42