BTW, I couldn't help playing around with a possible continuation. Eugene mentioned his curiosity about how Dason's story plays into the political scene. I imagine Admins that send Dason know what's on the ship now (due to being informed). They send Dason and a few others as expendable. But, Jaan is following the event from a different angle. That means that the Admins that sent Dason think they are acting in the best interest of Mars, but aren't being out front about how their handling things.
Here's a scene for future writing:
LATER STORY TID-BIT DASON DISCOVERS HIS BROTHER IS STILL ALIVE
After a physically taxing mission, Dason returns with more information than he bargained.
Mica’s alive. Dason was in shock when he saw him on a special ops mission. It almost blew his cover, but Mica pushed him on the transporter with the hardware (or item he was sent to secure ... maybe to recapture the VIALS!!) and sent him away before the others arrived.
Shock turns to anger when he arrives in the Gaius transport room. He gives the item in his arms to a guard, swaggers off the pad and punches Jaan.
Jaan’s men jump on him and pin him down.
“You knew!” Dason said through a hoarse throat.
Jaan wiped the blood from his mouth and signaled for his men to let Dason go and leave.
They pushed him to his knees and left.
Panting from the struggle, Dason rasped, “You knew all along. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Certain they were alone, he relaxed his front. “I couldn’t. And he didn’t want me to either.”
“You’re lying.”
“No. Remember that science project he built? It succeeded beyond his wildest dreams. The first trans-spatial transport of its kind. To make a statement, he showed up at Syrtis Major, right in Admin Pomo’s office.” Jaan let out a weak laugh. “His timing sucked. He appeared right in the middle of a private meeting between XXX and XXXX.”
Dason glanced at Jaan, surprised.
“Yeah, needless to say, Admin Pomo wasn’t too pleased. From that time on, your brother belonged to the government. Mica had me lie to you, to keep you out of their mess.”
The day’s events caught up with Dason. He felt the bile rise in his throat and threw up. When his stomach emptied, he wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve. His brow rose as he looked at the mess. “A lot of good that did,” he said.
“Yeah, that’s what I said when they recruited me.” Jaan tossed Dason a towel. “Get yourself cleaned up. I have something to show you that may make this worth your while.”
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Great moons of Dycar, The Artifact is a reality!