Free Annihilation: Love Conquers All by Saxon Andrew, Derek Chiodo Page A

theory is that it’s really not space at all; sort of like null space or no space. Some of our higher thinkers believe that every place in the universe is in contact with every other place in that ‘no’ space, sort of like it was at the moment just before the big bang when the universe was the size of the smallest atom just before it exploded. The resonance of each place is still locked up atom sized in ‘no’ space because unlike the physical universe, the resonance frequency space didn’t expand and is still the size of that small atom and when you match the resonance frequency of somewhere else you’re actually not moving any distance at all in null space. That’s why it’s instantaneous when you emerge back into real space.”
     
    Mikado leaned back in his chair, stared at his console, and finally said, “Every advanced race eventually makes the same discovery, which is why the Alliance has so many members. Maybe someday we’ll be able to go out more than twenty light-years.”
     
    Kosiev looked out at the stars, “I hope so, I really do.”
     
    Mikado then leaned back in his chair and said, “It’s also strange that every race we’ve encountered so far breathes oxygen. I wonder what the odds are of that happening strictly by accident.”
     
    Kosiev took another mouthful of popcorn and said, “It’s a big universe, Mr. Mikado; perhaps our galaxy is easier for oxygen breathers to evolve in.” Then he laughed and said, “Maybe an oxygen breather set the ball rolling millions of years ago.”
     
    They still had six more days before they arrived at Earth Station Seven, and Kosiev was looking forward to three days of rest and relaxation. Most of his ship’s crew was sleeping, leaving only Lieutenant Mikado (his sensor officer) and Ensign Smith, his helmsman, on the bridge. The background hum of the fusion reactors had a calming effect and helped most of the crew to fall asleep. Even when off the ship, most of his crew had a recording of that hum playing in their rooms; it just didn’t feel right when it was missing.
     
    “Sir, there’s something peculiar here,” Lieutenant Mikado said.
     
    Kosiev stopped, his hand full of popcorn a few inches from his mouth, and said, “What’s that?”
     
    “I’m getting a small return from our Coronado screen about sixty thousand miles off the starboard side.”
     
    Kosiev put the popcorn down and got up to take a look. He saw the small blip on the sensor display.
     
    Since the invention of the Coronado power cell, it had found wide usage in weapons development. One of the developments was the Coronado screen, where the entire surface of a warship would be covered with Coronado power cells and then covered with a hard, clear armor. The cells would be powered by four fusion reactors, and when the cells were charged they would emit an extremely low power energy field as it bled off excess power that would extend out six hundred thousand miles. The bonus of using this field for sensors was that it didn’t use any extra power. The emitted field had such little energy that it was hard to detect more than fifty miles from its source. Anything that entered the field would cause a disruption that would be detected by the processors controlling the field. The other benefit of having the ship covered with power cells was that they would also absorb and store energy from any star they passed, which made use of the fusion reactors to charge them unnecessary most of the time. One of the primary design functions of the cells was that if a ship was attacked, the screen would be contracted to within three hundred yards and then would solidify into a protective force field. Each of the cells would discharge energy into a pattern that totally surrounded the ship. Anything that struck the screen would be instantly burned out of existence. Even then the power cells would absorb the energy from that destruction, replacing the energy that was used. It was like shortening the