Chapter 8: Sighting

Twelve luggage droids powered into the open tail end of a trike. Dannon, Alayna, Judah, Bekah, Kaylin, and Ethan watched until the last of the droids had parked. Kaylin nodded toward the trike.

“It’s open,” she reminded them.

They ducked for the low ceiling as they climbed aboard. Kaylin awakened the control panel, and the wheels began to turn, moving the trike forward.

“It’s about 20 miles to the dome,” Kaylin said.

“Why did they land 20 miles from where we’re supposed to be again?” Bekah asked. “They told us to take smaller transports, but no one said why.”

“Protocol,” Ethan replied with a shrug. “After we left, they opened the hangar immediately under the ship. That’s why everyone is taking smaller transports.”

Sleek pods cruised the skyline past them. Another trike kept several yards away, and they were separated by a hexagonal object with a clear shield. Scion glared at them. Wren, a Blue, sat it in a seat slightly lower to Scion’s. She glared too.

“That’s not one of ours,” Alayna said.

Ethan leaned forward in his seat, and nodded and said, “Correct. Look at the other thing - the blue one!”

For an instant, Bekah and Alayna locked eyes with Wren.

“Definitely not one of ours,” Bekah confirmed.