KnM Blade - In Destiny's Way

Kixi Rajki, a professional high speed racer, is a seemingly average citizen of the United Systems of Sol in the 31st century. Going by the alias of Kay Blade, she is also a secret agent for an underground resistance cell intent on bringing down the powerful freedom restricting government. Mako Jhasmin Zaneca, alias eM Blade, and Kixi's lover, recently trained up as an agent, is also an expert computer slicer and hacker in her own right. She must accompany Kixi on what will be her first mission, and with all certainty, an extremely dangerous mission. Choosing arrest in order to save her lover, the two narrowly escape death, and consequently trigger in motion an unprecedented course of events. Unwittingly, her actions will forever change the balance of power, and with it the face of humanity as a space faring species.

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5. The calm before the storm.

Chapter 1 : The Calm Before The Storm

 

Early morning, at Kixi Rajki's & Mako Jhasmin Zaneca's apartment, Celestia City, Earth, The United Systems of Sol.

 

Date : EST 22:00, CE 3016-05-23, LST 06:00, CE 3016-05-24

 

The first orange hued rays of sunrise kissed the still dust window shutters of my bedroom ensuite, slowly breaking their way through the tiny gaps. On level 154 of the apartment that I shared with my companion and girlfriend Mako Jhasmin, who quietly slept beside me, those soft rays that brought warmth to a new day were bright.

Even in the early of the morning, Celestia City was a bustle of activity. Hours earlier, under the dark of the city's night sky, the lights of vehicles and streets had been intertwining, having formed a sort of flowing work of art. Overhead, it had been lit by both city lights and those of occasional hovercars flitting through them, while the low lying clouds had been like a dim sculptured ceiling that stretched in all directions, with the same apparent endlessness as the city itself.

Celestia City; one mega huge jungle of tall skyscrapers spanning endlessly in all directions. The tallest ones up to two kilometres in height. Now, with the darkness gone, the lights extinguished, the city's activities continued unhindered into the dawn of a new day. Busy and fast moving, hovering vehicles moved everywhere, in all directions and heights, never ceasing. The humming smooth sound and zooming past of vehicles were constant, but bareable, and most of the time not even noticeable. For me, the common citizen, it were as if all belonged to a natural part of our existence, ultimately allowing for the accustoming toward our urban environment; our habitat.

Celestia City, the capital of the United Systems of Sol, or more commonly known as simply the USS, never slept.

I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the blinds. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a meaningless dream, my eyes were still shut, as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my blue eyes see the sun's rays.

Slowly and reluctantly, I uncovered my face. I blinked, closed my eyes, and blinked again. Streaks of sunlight began penetrating the window and blinded me. I sat up, dragging my feet off the bed, and rubbed my knuckles onto my eyes. I stretched my arms above my head and yawned, watching my legs dangle above the off white polyester carpet.

I pulled away the smooth silk bed sheets from my half of the bed, stepping out, however Mako was still fast asleep.

Slowly, I tippy-toed my way around to her side of the bed, where I knelt down beside her, and moved my head closer to where Mako serenely slept. Gently brushing her silky black hair to one side, I pecked her forehead, and then leaned in so that my forehead could rest against hers, all while she continued to sleep in tranquility.

I closed my eyes, concentrating, feeling her breathing that was soft and quiet. She seemed at peace, beautiful. Eyelids closed against the light of dawn and her breathing deep and relaxed, all the muscles in her face and body were totally at peace, like a baby in its' first throes of slumber and before REM kicked in. Not a twitch, not a spasm, barely any movement of her breasts rising and falling with each intake of air, such was the depth of her oblivion.

The innocence showed on her sleeping face, the peaceful and serene dreams blocking out the dangers of the outside. Her soft breathing making the world seem like it stood still. Hers was a body totally at peace, at rest, at one with itself, rejuvenating the mind and muscles before the onset of the day's turmoil that ultimately lay ahead.

I slowly lifted up the cover, took her hand lifting it, and holding it just so I could feel her gentleness and the warmth of her touch. Her hand – soft, delicate, and a warm extremity, that alone and at once, could make her feel so beautiful, so desired, and so safe. Her hands were perfect. However then realising that I might inadvertently wake her up, and knowing that she would soon wake up on her own, I pecked her on the top of her hand, and then gently put it down, placing the bed's silky covers back over her.

I walked out of our bedroom ensuite, down the stairs of our multi level apartment to level 153, and through the kitchen and dining area towards the balcony door.

On the way I replicated myself an instant hot chocolate. The hot chocolate was more like melted belgian truffle. It was dark, rich and coated my tongue thickly before flowing down my throat. The top was swirled with white milk foam and spotted with cocoa powder. It smelt inviting, and I was torn between wanting to savour it and inhale it. For several moments, I just wrapped my hands around the ceramic mug, letting the warmth flow through my fingers, banishing the Autumn morning chill.

I opened the balcony door and stepped outside, smelling the crisp smell of the morning air. I pulled the door shut behind me, lock snicking in the quiet. I stretched up my hand to the sky. 'Under the sun we are all the same,' I thought, and I let the soft amber glow of the sunrise pour through my fingers and onto my upturned face. The sun itself had almost fully risen, yet the city did not quieten nor did it ever stop. Everyone was too busy to savour the persimmon sky, or the rays that radiated from the golden orb as pretty as any fresco.

I however took in the glorious view of the seemingless never ending kilometre long skycrapers that spanned in all directions, the many interconnecting long walkways and gangways connecting many of the structures, the busy moving hovering air traffic which seemed endlessly in motion, and the huge mega arcologies standing tall out in the middle of the large bay that the mega metropolis surrounded.

The skyline of Celestia City was beautiful, dotted with passing hovercars and other hovering cargo carriers. The incandescent walls of skyscrapers covered the skyline of the upper levels, giving Sol's capital a ghastly appearance. Through Earth's thinner upper atmosphere high above the skies of Celestia City, what were large capital ships, orbiting platforms and space stations belonging to the USS's defence force, Skycom Corporation as well as private owners, could be vaguely seen as small flecks of light against the backdrop of the city's now clear sky. It was humbling.

I stood there and gazed outwards in wonder. From this height there was always a breeze. The wind was blowing in every direction, giving me trouble seeing because of my blonde bangs getting in my face, no matter how many times I brushed them away.

I continued to stare out from the balcony, not really thinking of anything except how in general I was enjoying my life at the moment, and how easily all that could change in a single heartbeat. Then the sound of a large spaceship liner broke my concentration, as it whizzed past well above the tall city landscape on its way to one of the other worlds that comprised the United Systems of Sol. I sighed as I leaned against the metal rail of the balcony hundreds of metres skywards. I was alone, still staring outwards, watching the bustle of Celestia City's busy life buzz pass beneath me, around me and above me. I was so lost in thought, that the footsteps behind me went totally unnoticed.

Mako came out onto the balcony and approached me. The morning sun beat down on us, reflecting off the many glass windows that surrounded us half blinding Mako.

She grabbed me by the hand, prompting me to swivel around and face her, where we pecked each other's lips without a second's thought. Once Mako's eyes had adjusted to the shade, and she could properly see once again, she propped herself up on one elbow and noticed that I had gone quiet and was staring at her. It made her self conscious, but she was unable to look away once our eyes had met. We would both be having an extremely busy day today, thus since either of us would be getting little or no rest, that at least we best start off the day in a relaxed mood.

We both stood at the balcony for a good twenty minutes, while I sipped at my hot chocolate. I cuddled my arm around the back of her waist and to her hip, prompting her to do the same. I told her how much I loved her, nothing new there I guess, but I knew that she liked hearing it. Mako had long admired me not just for my personality, but for my good looks. My smooth white skin and crystal blue eyes, the freckle-less even nose, and my sandy blonde hair were to die for. Lying this close to me, like always she couldn't help but notice my slender shoulders, and how lush my lips looked. She let her gaze slip lower, to the rest of my body she had seen a thousand times, but which seemed so utterly different today.

Today we would be particpating in a tricky and perhaps dangerous mission. We were good at what we did, I being the more skilled and experienced one, however Mako was adapt at the task at hand, but naturally me being her love and vice versa, I had my worries. I tightened my grip around her waist just a little bit more, as I rubbed my hand a little on the side of her hip. I told her again how much I loved her and that losing her would practically kill me too. She knew of my concerns, but assured me she would be okay. Then she rested her head on my shoulder, gently as I then put my cup down, and put my other arm around her to embrace her tightly.

Five minutes passed, while the wind from high above us breezed past us, causing the broad leaved shrubbery on our balcony, to gossip softly with the wind. The wind, bleak and thin, was like a fine sour wine, searching the marrow and bringing no bloom to the cheek.

The sound of the busy traffic whizzing around past us could be heard from all directions. The heart, amazing, a symbol of love that beats within every person. Love, life, a simple heart, a pure soul. We could feel one another's heartbeats as we cuddled closely together. We felt like we were one and in unison.

Mako looked into my eyes once again, my expression was intense. Before she could ponder it, I yanked her to me and covered her mouth with mine in a hungry kiss. She responded immediately, surprising herself. My mouth was so warm, the caress of my lips soft. I tasted tentatively with my tongue, and Mako opened her mouth with a low moan. Then, her lips brushed mine. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I wanted to pull away before I lost myself but I couldn't seem to. In that minty moment, my senses had been seduced and I could no longer think straight. “Mako Jhasmin,” I whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savour them. I smiled, my heart fluttering at her voice as I clasped my hands on either side of her face.

As I leaned in for another, everything felt so perfect for the both of us.

"You will protect me Kixi if anything goes wrong won't you?" Mako softly muttered the words into my ear, while I held her even tighter, giving her my assurances.

"If it comes down to it my love, I will die for you if left with no choice." I whispered back to her, as she then hugged me ever so tightly.

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