Horizon Beta

Horizon Beta

by D. W. Vogel
Horizon Beta

Horizon Beta

by D. W. Vogel

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Overview

Noah has lived his entire life devoted to the great and wise ‘Mites. Now that he has reached fifteen years old, it is time for him to earn his ultimate place in the Hive. After passing the trials with flying colors, he is assigned the highest and most secretive honor: Queen’s Service. But serving the Queen isn’t what he expected. Queen’s Service is a death sentence. Horrified, Noah is paralyzed and left to watch as the Queen’s eggs hatch and feed from his flesh.

In the underground tunnels of the Hive, a sense of unrest grows. The Hive is dying. The Queen has used her human slaves to stay in control for too long and a new Queen larva must reach adulthood in order for the Hive to survive.

All seems lost for Noah and the Hive until the unthinkable happens. Some of the 'Mites betray their queen and rescue Noah, handing him off to the most feared enemy of all, feral humans. 

A new Queen has been born, and if Noah and his rescuers can get the larva out of the Hive and raise her to adulthood, there might be a chance for everyone to survive. But the old Queen is not ready to surrender her power. She won’t go down without a fight.


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781950020010
Publisher: Future House Publishing
Publication date: 04/07/2020
Series: Horizon Arc , #4
Pages: 260
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 8.70(h) x 0.70(d)
Age Range: 13 - 17 Years

About the Author

D. W. Vogel is a veterinarian, marathon runner, cancer survivor, boardgame developer for SolarFlare Games, and current president of Cincinnati Fiction Writers. She is the author of the Horizon series, and Super Dungeon Explore: The Forgotten King from Future House Publishing. 

Read an Excerpt

Captain’s Personal JournalVoyage year 158
I think we’re going to make it.
The Horizon Beta has been trouble since the day she launched. The drive system has failed nineteen times in this journey, and we’ve scavenged every millimeter, stealing from every non-life support system we can to keep her running. Omicron Eridani was a pipe dream. We never would have made it. Everyone on board this ship owes their lives to Captain Crowder’s decision to change course. Epsilon Eridani was light-years closer. Fifty years later, I would have made the same call. We’re nearly there, but even at our current range, we aren’t sure there’s an atmosphere to support us. She may have aimed us at a dead hunk of rock.
But it’s our only chance.
And I think we’ll get there mostly in one piece.
Measuring in Earth years, we are currently about three years away from the planet. Three years until we find out if the five hundred souls entrusted to my care will have a chance at a new life on a new planet, or are doomed to die on a generational colony ship, forever orbiting a lifeless world.
***Voyage year 161
The stars have guided us to safety.
This will be my last entry as captain of the Horizon Beta. In just a few hours, we will leave what remains of our ship for good. Epsilon Eridani will be the new home of the remnant of humanity that made this journey, generation after generation hoping to one day reach a planet like this.
We entered low orbit this morning and launched the probes. The atmosphere is higher in oxygen than we’re used to, but we will adapt soon enough. There are saltwater oceans, and freshwater streams coming down off rocky mountains. Our away team returned with samples, and our scanners tell us we are biocompatible with much of the plant life, which means there will be food for us to forage safely while we set up our colony and plant our own seeds, brought from the vaults of our lost home world. Our sensors show plenty of insects to pollinate them. We’ll also take down some of the huge vats of algae that have sustained us through this endless journey. Personally, if I never have to eat another meal of blue-green algae, it will be soon enough.
Surely this is a new Eden, a paradise where humanity can thrive.
We have launched all the satellites safely. So as long as our technology survives, we will have access to all the data stored on the Beta’s systems. Everything we need will be at our fingertips, and by the time the equipment we take from the Beta wears out, we should be well on our way to our own industrial society.
Everything has gone according to plan. My ship will be the last to leave. Once everything we need has been ferried down to the planet’s surface, I’ll be the final soul on the Horizon Beta, engaging the autopilot. When I depart, she’ll be empty forever. There will be no reason to return.
She may not last long in orbit, and I worry for our satellites. We had to fly through a thick debris field to get here. The asteroid band is very close to the planet, and without a living pilot to guide her, there’s a good chance that the Beta and our satellites might be destroyed sooner than we like. But we’ll survive without them.
The first of our transports has departed. The first of our people are about to do what no human has done for a hundred and sixty-one years: stand on the living soil of a real planet.
I’ve done it. I’ve brought our people to safety.
Along with all the captains before me, the Horizon Beta has brought us to sanctuary among the stars.
Chapter 1Noah
I lined up with the other boys, heart pounding in excitement.
Today’s the day!
Eight of us boys were ready for the Ranking. Over the next three days, our fates would be sealed.
The Master directed us in the elegant, clicking language they used to speak to us. Among ourselves we spoke the Lowform, but I was particularly adept at making the clicking noises. That had to count for something. Surely my ability to converse with them would be a leg up in the Ranks.
I could tell them apart, though they had no need for names. The Masters were all one mind, one great “We.” They shared each other’s thoughts, and if one fell, another rose into its place. We Lowforms had no such power. We were individuals, alone in the world. We had names given to us by our mothers, that group of females living deep in the tunnels, surrounded by crying babies and screaming toddlers. I hadn’t been back to the Mothers’ Hall since the Masters came for me over ten years ago. Since then I’d lived in the boys’ area, where we learned the skills we would need once we were Ranked.
The clicks of the Master brought me to attention. I looked up past its huge pincers and into the expressionless, hard brown face.
“Running. White Rock. Return. Run fast.”
Oh, I would. I would run fast.
I stood next to my best friend Chen, sweating in the morning humidity.
“Man, Noah. I wish we had diving today,” he muttered. “Too hot to run.”
I laughed. It was always too hot to run. But that’s what the Masters wanted.
“This is the Ranking. Just do it,” I said.
He would do his best. We all would. The prize for the chosen few demanded it.
I squinted across the low field. Anything could be hiding in those grasses. But the Masters were there to protect us. Without their great, stinging tails, we Lowforms were at risk from all the other insects that buzzed, hopped, crawled, and flew over the dry, cracked land to the soft sand where the ocean rolled in crashing waves. None of us felt entirely safe outside the thick mud walls our Masters built, the huge, towering Hive that sheltered us all. But the wind in my hair lifted my thoughts away from the dangers that lurked outside the Hive. It was time to run.
With two sharp clicks, we were off. My feet pounded on the hard ground, heels driving into the clay. White Rock was an outcropping in the distance, far across the grassy plain that separated our towering Hive from the green mountains beyond the plain. Between the rock and the mountains lay the Forbidden Zone, but we would turn back before we reached it. The first few steps I ran in the welcome shadow of the Hive, but soon it was left behind and the morning sun beat against my bare back. The cloth I wore around my waist flapped in the wind of my speed.
My mind raced as I ran. I didn’t want to win the race, but I thought coming in second or third might be best. The winner was certain to get Ranked as a Runner, one of the Lowforms that accompanied the Master Soldiers on their patrols, bringing back messages to the Hive or scouting around. Runners didn’t live long. The few I saw in my training always looked haggard, thin and ropey, eyes darting around all the time. I admired their service to the Hive, but I didn’t want to be one. Too dangerous out there.
I was in front of the pack, cruising through the grassland, bare feet swishing along. My eyes scanned the high grass around me, alert for danger. Workers kept this path cut short, but anything could hide in the tall field around me.
A sharp elbow knocked me off my stride and I stumbled, crashing off the path and into the tall stalks. Gil shot past me, laughing.
“Did you fall? So sorry!” He skittered away down the corridor while I picked myself up off the ground. A couple of leaf-eaters had hopped onto my legs and I brushed them away before they could bite me, stumbling out into the short grass as the rest of the boys pounded past. Chen was at the back of the pack and I loped along next to him. He was breathing hard, sweat pouring off his face.
“I . . . saw . . . it,” he panted. “He . . . pushed . . . you.”
“He did,” I answered. “It’s okay. Don’t wanna be Runner.”
But I didn’t want to lose any of the events in the Ranking. I was a great swimmer. Everybody said I was a shoo-in for Diver, whether in the dark, clear water that flowed in rivers under the Hive or in the sea where the waves beat the shore. Diver would be a great life for me. I’d be happy as a Diver.
Even if I came in last on this footrace, I could still be a Diver. But if I came in second or maybe third, the door would still be open. The shining door that led to the highest honor the Masters could bestow. I had dreamed about it for years. Only the very best were granted the title, and I wanted it so bad I could taste it.
Queen’s Servant.
Every Ranking, the very best boys were taken into the depths of the Hive, to the secret, forbidden tunnels that led to the Queen herself. No other Lowforms ever got to see her. I couldn’t imagine the glory of it. The Queen of the whole Hive. If I became her Servant, I’d get to see her. I’d be sent on some mission with her blessing, or remain in her chambers as her trusted protector, or . . . I didn’t know, really. I’d never seen a Queen’s Servant after they were chosen. They were far too exalted to return to the rest of us Lowforms. But maybe, just maybe, if I did well enough, I could join those ranks.
I grinned at Chen and poured on the speed.

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