Free Lives Of The Unknown Book 1: The Legend of Andrew Lockeford by G. L. Argain

blacked out within seconds.
    The pod didn’t accelerate past five G’s, but
it steadily increased its velocity to twenty kilometers per second.
Something inside the pod made a quick flash, followed by some
needles and tubes inserting themselves into the suit and into
Andrew’s body, giving him oxygen and nutrients for the next month
until he would reach Ku-an Doel. Luckily for Andrew, humans and
Selentors require similar nutrients, so Andrew wasn’t poisoned with
anything.
    When the pod launched itself away from the
ship, there was the chance that the aliens on the ship could have
just used a tractor beam to retrieve their subject. However, the
robot disabled all the tractor beams, too. He was so considerate
and helpful, and yet Andrew never found out why he rescued such a
human. At least, he wouldn’t figure it out for at least a while.
Come to think of it, he didn’t know why the robot didn’t rescue him
before the aliens found him in the teleporter.
     
     
     

Chapter 9
    Back to the
present.
    With Andrew’s tears coming to a stop,
Juvir set up the teleporter again. Some people may think that
Andrew was a crybaby because maybe there were worse things than
losing what you love, but considering how Andrew hadn’t wept like
this in several years, this was not a scene to be taken
lightly.
    “I told you all those facts because
you needed to hear them,” said Juvir. “They are things that shall
be applicable to your life from now on.”
    Andrew stood back up and wiped his
eyes. “Why? Is it as if you won’t send me back to
Earth?”
    “Precisely. If you were to go back to
your home planet and let everyone know you were captured by
intel-beings–”
    “They wouldn’t believe me. There are
many people who say that they’ve seen or contacted aliens before,
but there’s never enough people to panic over that. It wouldn’t
matter if I told them about you guys or not.”
    “That’s not it. It’s a matter of
breaking the treaty.”
    “What treaty?”
    “It’s a treaty that we made with
several other interstellar species that are in conflict with the
AOIB—it involves forbidden species such as yourself.”
    Andrew had the feeling that this was
the same treaty that the Selentors had mentioned before. “Go
on.”
    Juvir continued his
speech as they teleported back to the assembly hall; Andrew barfed
again, but this time he wiped his mouth afterwards while the
stomach acid disintegrated upon contact of the floor. “No one at
all is allowed to contact the forbidden species and let such
species know of our existence. If a member of that species does contact us, then
they are prohibited to go back to their native
planet.”
    This disheartened Andrew, but he
wasn’t nearly as emotional as before, so he said in an accepting,
cynical manner, “Looks like I was doomed from the
start.”
    “I know that I’m not the first
intel-being you’ve seen so far. What happened to you before you
landed on Ku-an Doel? And just for the record, ‘intel-being’ is
short for ‘intelligent being.’”
    “Well, there were these aliens that
took me away from Earth, and—”
    “Let me guess….the
Selentors?”
    “Yeah, I think that’s what they’re
called.”
    “I thought so; they’re known to be the
most eager in going after your planet. They’re the ones who are
most likely to break the treaty.”
    “Haven’t they already? I mean, they
admitted that they’ve captured many humans before.”
    “Well, have they directly talked to
your species on your home planet, saying that they want to
negotiate some relations?”
    “Oh, hell no. Rumor has it, they
capture people wandering in deserted areas for experiments,
although they are sometimes captured by us humans in secret
government facilities.”
    “Those are just rumors, so we can’t
know for sure. By the sounds of it, however, they are very close to
breaking that treaty.”
    “From what I’m
hearing, they have been for decades. Those rumors about aliens on
Earth