Condition Evolution 4

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Evolution
Book Four
By
Kevin Sinclair


Copyright © 2021 Kevin Sinclair
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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and situations portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination.
The Author has no medical experience whatsoever and is in no way offering dietary or health advice. Any situation herein, are purely of the authors imagination.
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First edition 2021


Thanks
Thanks first and foremost goes to my wife, who without her support, none of this would be possible. From being alpha reader and editor, to help with all aspects of this crazy journey we have embarked on.
As always, I’d like to thank my children, Ewan, Lydia, William and Alexander. Just for existing and bringing me pride and joy.
To the Guildmasters, for all your help, support and friendship. Just a thoroughly fantastic group of people.
To my beta readers, Denny Johnson, Jeff Walsh, Joe Jelliffe, Liam Johnson and Cody Whitfill for your time and amazing feedback.
To my Editors, Andi Marlowe and Victoria Sinclair for your excellent work. Gaiusprimus for some amazing proofreading. And Eko for yet another amazing cover!


Glossary
A handy reference, to help navigate the galaxy through Shaun’s garbled use of the English language.
Bottling it:      Loss of courage at the last moment.
Dicky Radge: To become incredibly upset and lose all
                             composure.Similar to a temper tantrum.
Jammy:             Lucky / fortunate.
Manky:              Dirty and unpleasant
Snaffled:           The hasty acquisition of an item, without
                              permission
Mug:                    Gullible, easily swayed, foolish.
Nutter:                  Prone to unbalanced and erratic behaviour.


Contents
Glossary
Chapter 1 Hiding in the Dark
Chapter 2 Handy Skills
Chapter 3 For God’s Sake
Chapter 4 Fade to Black
Chapter 5 New Friends
Chapter 6 Float like a Butterbean
Chapter 7 Going Nowhere Fast
Chapter 8 Tools of the Trade
Chapter 9 Astridoid
Chapter 10 The Curtains are a-Twitching
Chapter 12 Rufus the Doofus
Chapter 13 Mother Knows Best
Chapter 14 I’m Omni Gonna Say This Once
Chapter 15 Only the Lonely
Chapter 16  Fight Club
Chapter 17 Spare Ribs in Kim Do Sauce…18
Chapter 18  Dual POV Dies For Now
Chapter 19 Stockholm Syndrome
Chapter 20 The Plan
Chapter 22  Ship Shape
Chapter 23 Choices
Chapter 24 The Message
Chapter 25 No Contest
Chapter 26  Dental Work
Chapter 27 Be My Frankenstein
Chapter 28 The Great Leveler
…Incoming from Shaun…
Kevin Sinclair
Coming Soon…
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Chapter 1
Hiding in the Dark
The journey through the Dark Sector was uneventful. We passed several more of the gargantuan space stations, all of which looked identical to Beler 3103. Other than those, the whole place was just like any other part of the galaxy we had been through.
Even so, anxiety coursed through me as we approached Accre, the home planet of these rogue Fystr. Ember stood by my side on the bridge, her hand in mine, as we watched the planet grow closer. So reminiscent of Earth, with green and blue hues striped through with white wisps of cloud. Details you would expect from an inhabited planet slowly began to reveal themselves. What surprised me most was the lack of sprawling metropolises; in fact, it seemed that most of the planet consisted of dense forests and open meadows, pockmarked with the occasional small settlement.
We descended, taking all of our ships down to the surface. While I’d have preferred to keep some cover up in orbit, at this point it didn’t really matter. If something untoward were to happen, there was fuck all we could do against these guys. Plus, we were definitely better suited to fight out any issues that arose on the surface. Our space battle game was average at best.
Once the ships had all landed, we received a communication to head out and join them, preferably unarmed. Damn did it hurt to leave Havok on the ship. He ranted angrily in my mind about what a bad idea it was, but I felt pretty confident they wouldn’t do anything to us. They could’ve shot the shit out of us at any point, from our first contact.
The door hissed open and all those concerns were swept from my mind, as I took in Accre firsthand. I was blown away by how beautiful the place was. Like someone had taken all of the best parts of Earth, then multiplied them tenfold. The weather was a perfect temperature, warm without causing discomfort, and complemented by the gentlest of breezes passing by. The sky was almost clear, with the occasional fluffy cloud floating lazily by.
Ember’s loud exclamation broke me from my reverie. “Fuck me, Shaun! It's gorgeous here.” I chuckled at her.
“It’s like a little slice of paradise,” I agreed, before setting off down the ramp. Calegg and Elyek were with us as we headed toward this fateful meeting.
Six Fystr waited patiently for us, a few yards back from the ramp. They were as you would expect: very tall, but these guys were dressed in grey robes, like monks and appeared non-threatening. Which was a huge contrast to every Fystr we’d had the pleasure of meeting so far. Just before we reached them, I spoke quickly into Ember's mind. “Watch my back, if you know what I mean.”
“I never know what you mean, but I'll always watch your back. Such a nice back,” she quipped and proceeded to pat said back.
We were greeted by the guy who I’d spoken to over the comms shortly after our great escape from the Galactic Empire.
“Welcome to Accre.'' He spread out