Chapter 572: Talk in the Brig
Jace was humming as he sat in the cell. He had put his first move into motion. Even if they found the explosives he set up or realized that so were missing. They would probably see the next ti he slipped away that more explosives had disappeared. They could make assumptions about the explosives but they were unlikely to realize what else he had done.
If he was reading the schematic of this ship that was in his mind correctly. He only had to plant two more explosive devices at key points to disable and possibly even destroy this ship. With this ship destroyed or disabled for even a day, the morale of the empire’s troops in this region will fall.
"What are you humming?" Jace looked over at his new guest. The Archivist. Also known as Catherine Hex, his mother. He will admit he had mixed feelings about her and did not know exactly how to handle her. So for the ti being he was only thinking of her as a minor annoyance.
For once, he was glad that she was here. He could pass the ti by ssing with her more. Although it would be good to not lose his temper. He had to wonder what questions she will be asking today, aside from the one she just asked.
Jace shrugged as he moved to the bars and leaned against them. "It is a children’s song that soone taught
when I went to the academy." Jace answered nonchalantly.
She tilted her head for a mont. "You went to an academy in the Kamot System or shared a room that originated from the Kamot System." Well he was glad he just lied. He rembered her being an archeologist but he did not rember her information being so abstract as to rember regional children’s songs.
Jace tilted his head. "You are correct."
"To which one."
"I am not telling." Jace answered with a slight grin. "Now then, I am sure that is not why you ca today." He reminded her as he glanced out to see the other occupants of the bring. So of them were soldiers who looked like they were coming off of drugs or alcohol. But then in three of the other cells were people with their own cell like he had. West was in one, along with her boss Sherlock, then the last one was occupied by so rugged looking part-human species hybrid.
"You are right." She looked to the corner of the room and Jace could sense as the cara in the room turned off. Then there was an audible click as his cell door popped open. She then stepped inside as Jace stepped away from the bars. She then tossed a flat looking circle on the ground that enveloped them. He raised an eyebrow. "I felt it would be best if our conversation was not being listened to."
Jace nearly burst out laughing. "You really are turning on your master. Why?"
"Because I have a theory and I want to test it." She inford him. "Now then, my first question: Are you a part of the Victorium’s Cerberus?"
That question threw Jace for loop as he blinked and then chuckled as he ran through the possible ways she could know that. It could not have been any of the team that ca through with him. Nor could it have been an additional vessel that made it through the blackhole. There were very few options left, but one of them was- "The M- The angel’s ship."
"You can call them the Mortella." She explained as changed her stance. Taking a classic power pose. "And yes, you are correct. I managed to find so scattered records amongst the remains of the ship. But you do not have to worry. I did not disclose this information to the prince or any of his underlings."
"Yes. To your question. I am in fact a part of Cerberus." Jace told her honestly. "What’s your next question?"
"Just honesty on my end now." She nodded her head slightly. "The Mortella gathered a wealth of information on the Victorium’s rules of battle and rules of engagent shortly after their encounter with your unit where they described a beast that can destroy matter by sacrificing a planet. Unfortunately for
they did not attach a na. But I am assuming it is you."
"Why are you making that assumption?" Jace asked with a raised eyebrow and resisting the twitch in his lips that made him want to smirk. It was good to know that the Mortella saw him as more of a beast than a monster. Because that ant they believed they could overco him. Which should give him a decent challenge.
"Because you can control electricity with a touch. If the appropriate railgun or railcannon is designed. You could probably draw and convert the very faint electricity coursing through a planet and into a weapon that could ’disintegrate’ your enemies." She held up her fingers and made quotation marks with her fingers to accentuate disintegrate. Clearly because she figured out what he was doing instead.
"Hmm..." Jace smiled slightly. He hated her. H despised her. But he had to tip his hat off to the woman who birthed him. She was clearly where he got his smarts from.
"You did not shoot them with just energy. You hit them with sothing that was going at beyond faster than light speeds. But if you were doing that with a weapon, you might even know how to do the sa with a ship." The woman began rationalizing and Jace was starting to see where it was going.
"You still have not asked a new question." Jace pointed out, refusing to give anything away. She was going to have to pry the information out if she wanted it.
"Okay, can I request asylum with the Victorium?" She asked directly.
"No." Jace answered with a straight face. Expecting that to be one of her solutions, he was not too surprised.
"I thought as much." She nodded her head. "Well then, my next questions are all going to be about the sa thing. But I have a feeling you won’t answer. Is my son still alive?"
Jace almost answered with an imdiate yes but held off for a mont. "The last ti I saw him he was." Which was true, the last ti he saw his own reflection he looked like unclean shit but was still alive.
"Are you familiar with my son?" She asked and then seed to realize how that sounded. "I do not an intimately familiar. I an do you know a bit about his record? Because there was nothing in the files."
"A bit." Jace answered. "I am surprised that you are even asking about him. From what I understand you left him and faked your own death."
"How did you know that?" She asked with a scoff.
"Well for one, the official records show you as dead." Jace answered with a shrug, "yet you are sohow here. I doubt that was an accident. But I also know that no country has the tech needed to travel between galaxies. So I am guessing you intentionally did the sa thing we did by accident."
"You are right." She nodded her head. "It took
so ti but I managed to figure out a pattern to the black holes and used classified information from the Oda Empire to project the possible star map of the milky way. What I did not account for was the mutation that we went through after using a starship’s faster than light engine to get through the wormhole intact. Tell
how are you feeling?"
Jace sighed, "Should I assu they know?"
"Nope." She chuckled. "I did not tell them. My own mutation was..." She looked down at her hand. "Well let’s just say I was thankful that I had a bunch of nano’s to guide it. Even if I have since lost them."
"Yeah, that is because the mutation needs a technological guide. If it doesn’t have it then it needs sothing to boost the mutation instead. Have you ever heard of the Centuria?" Jace asked with a grin but then frowned when he noticed the security guard for the brig had co over and was looking at them. "Looks like you are running out of ti."
"Indeed. I saw a record of them in the Mortella’s records. Is that the demons?" She asked.
"No, it is a race who know about the mutation from jumping through portals and have a way to correct the mutation." Jace explained with a wave of his hand.
"Then the demons?"
"They are just called Daemons." Jace answered. Then he looked to the side where the guard was knocking on the bubble. He was holding up a device. "I think ti is up."
"Indeed. We will talk later." The Archivist tapped her foot against the puck and the bubble dispersed. She then picked it up and walked out. "Is it the Prince?"
"Yes but not the one aboard the ship. Another of the royals is reaching out."
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