World. From death to life
Andrey Kolyasnikov
Photograph Ilya Shakhtarin
© Andrey Kolyasnikov, 2018
© Ilya Shakhtarin, photos, 2018
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Andrey Kolyasnikov
Chapter 1. Gods
His hair became covered with a rare gray hair, as if he was already at least one hundred and twenty years old, although, more recently Zef was only forty. For the stay in the Abyss, his face changed became more rough, his eyes had faded from the old twinkle in the eyes and left no trace. Now he had one desire that this whole planet was decayed, and her ashes were scattered in the eternal darkness of space.
The people of this planet was taken from Zef all that was so dear to him, since the house (or rather rooms in the company) ending with the light that was inside him and now he felt they had destroyed his life.
Returning from exile, Zef had no time even to change clothes among the seven young men in gold, he was like a wormhole leading a detachment in his dark blue form of Defense, with a shoulder chevron sign of lightning.
The rest of the squad was younger than Zef Seth: if women at fourteen years of age, men over women, but at different ages. On their uniforms they had no insignia, only this strange Golden color, like the Creators, whose age has passed for ten thousand years.
All in a party were young and are beautiful: four girls, four men planet Geya saying goodbye with their children.
On behalf of the people read the enthusiastic speech of the Ancient Creator: he said that all the difficulties they have to overcome themselves, that they are now the head of a new planet that only these eight people selected for the Ancient secret mission in a new galaxy, they will not have to return home their home now being on another planet, now they are Gods.
The head of the Gods was elected Zef Seth.
After this statement of the Creator of the Dao Yang, people in the Golden indignantly said someone: someone got called a traitor, others just looked at each other, saying something unintelligible with anger the outrage was quiet, that Great ruler of the Geya did not hear them nobody has the right to protest against the decision of the Ancients, or waiting for his Abyss.
Now in front of you forever. Continued Dao Yang. Remember about us, and we will be with you. Our voice will be the head of the Defense party-the Creator of Ger Afin
From what he heard fists got clenched, cheeks tightened, his glance became focused, in the last meeting with the head of the Defence:
Remove all authority from the senior fourth division Zef Seth. Ger Afin was angry. He casually wiped his hand blood from his lips and turned to the large window. His black hair seemed to be moving, his gray eyes darkened, and his thick brows furrowed, as if converging on the bridge of his nose. Today, for the Subversion of the world Order and for the attack on the Creator, he must be in the Abyss, without any privileges.
For some time, Zef stood in handcuffs that bound his hands behind his back. Zef was held by the shoulders by two of, once, his own squad, as if he could run, but Zef Seth only breathed heavily and wearily, inflating his nostrils.
Do you have anything to say for yourself? Asked Ger Afin Sefh still not turning to his abuser.
I did what I had to do Im sorry it wasnt enough. Through clenched teeth Zef Seth. And will now go to the end, remaining a faithful son of the world of Geya.
Away! Her Afin Ordered It. With the Council-to say the least
Let it be with luck and strength, and the knowledge wont leave you. Dao Yang finished his instructions. Now move!
Story of the Gods turned on the parade ground, heading to the Shuttle, to send to the space station, closed system former deposed, and now the head of the gold, a man in a blue uniform with a zipper on the shoulder.
Seated on chairs, opposite each other from the end, passing the subsequent passengers of the Shuttle forward (so Zef Seth was at the door of the pilots). People in black form, with a thin white stripe on the side, hiding their faces under their helmets, passed through the rows, tying the hands of the Golden people with belts to the chairs. Chevrons with a drawing of the eye said that they are experts from the party Science. No one resisted it would be useless, and nothing untoward from them, the Gods could not wait for the Gods accompanied by the head, the Ancient Creator of the World Geya, Dao Yang.
Science fastened Zefs hands to the wide armrests of the chair, and he felt his wrist pierced several small needles at the same time.
What is it? Losing consciousness, delivered Zef Seth. In the eyes of all floated: the air and a dope, melted images, like a wax painting dripping down the wall from the hot rays of the sun.
Order of the Creator Ger Afin: collect your samples before departure. One of the Ministers of Science spoke in an electronic voice and was lost in the mist.
But there, behind a veil of dope from the melted pictures of the Science squad, there were other images:
Zef Seth saw her a beautiful dark-haired girl with blue eyes: the one that left in the Abyss. Tears were flowing down her cheeks, but her face was filled with hatred.
I know its you, Zef. Was all she said. Do what youre here for. Do it!
The faceless man, in a blue Defense uniform, put his hand on his shoulder and said in an electronic voice:
Shoot, captain you have to do this.
Zef Seth looked again through the scope of the pulse rifle, as if trying to hide behind a weapon. No, he cant do that, not to her, but the body no longer obeyed him. His finger fell on the trigger, trembled slightly the body of beautiful Liya Yume vanished into thin air, gleaming silver dust in a beam of light.
Zefs forehead dripped with cold sweat as large drops dripped down his face. Zef Seth shook the horror of sleep from his face with his palm and raised his head before the head of the Gods was his God Ger Afin.
My boy began the Creator, and his face lit up with a smile. Had a nightmare?! Well, nothing, nothing and it will pass.
Ger Afin took the hand of his disciple and literally pulled him out of his chair into his arms.
People in gold robes watched this scene, standing at the open ramp of the Shuttle among the gold there was a misunderstanding of what is happening.
Chapter 2. Abyss
The sun was close to the horizon, spreading in the sky a yellow spider web.
Machine of Defense, towering two feet over the heated sand, raising clouds of dust in the air, from which the prisoner was choking, eyes hammered the local soil, watery. Sitting with his back to the escort group, chained to a chair, Zef Seth could see only the receding sand dunes, sinking into the fiery glow of the setting sun. The tent from the car of prisoners was absent, it was removed when the body was accompanied by an officer from the party Defense, which was rare, for the same reason, face mask prisoner was not issued.
The dust was hammered under clothes, easy for prison khaki suit, with the bugs of a desert Quarry. Small insects crawled, irritating the skin of the prisoner, but he could only resist, bending like a caterpillar, caught in a glass small jar.
The path came to an end, it was said the bridges are the same as in the World that stretched back and forth over the beautiful landscape of the jungle, this part of the continent. Home of the civilizations of the four parties of the world, small villages, sandy in color, were scattered on the edge of the carpet, like the patterns of squares connected by lines.
Behind a carpet of was visible in the Shine of diamonds, the world ocean. Through it ran the only of bridge to another continent Abyss. It has taken its origin from a cut of high steel wall. It was the same at the end.
Appeared glowing signs the arrows.
The car stopped, smoothly sinking into the sand, finishing his move.
Get the condemned man out! There was a rough electronic voice of the senior group of the conclusion, party Defense.
The pleasant fresh air with the smell of salt water enveloped Zef Seths.
The captain of the party Machinery, the Aik Semis! Said low growth the man in the brown form, hiding the face under the helmet. His shoulder had the sign of the party, in the form of the atomic structure. You are late.
Some problems with the port, we had to drive here through the Farms Said a senior representative of the Defence unit. There, now, your colleagues are working on it.
Not fortunate you will eat in his sector. Use. Said Aik Semis to Zef Seth, and shouted to the servants of Defense that fussed at the cargo tank:
Take this bastard!
Two young men ran up to the prisoner, and led Zef Seth, taking him by the shoulders, to his car. Because of the pulse guns on the sides and their work, in the form of transportation of large loads over long distances, the machine was called cargo tank. Such were only in Career, other continents did have this technique as unnecessary.
Zef Seths driven a car like this before, being still a Lieutenant, but in the detention compartment, he to visit for the first time.
The compartment was small and uncomfortable, it was necessary to settle down directly on a cold floor of armor of the tank, having bent under itself feet. A request: do not close the previous three sections are, ex colleagues Seths refused.
The road was long. The car was humming and shaking as if it was not moving through the air, in the perfectly smooth space of the bridge, but driving over bumps and bumps. Zef was constantly tossed so that he could not sleep.
How much time passed, Zef Seth didnt know, but he felt no less than a day when he heard the whistle of shot guns it was the soldiers Defense, they fired the guns in wild birds that live in these parts. In Abyss wild animals could not get because of an invisible wall of plasma cells, which the hood covered the mainland, dont allowing the winged creatures to leave him, recognizing at the genetic level the structure of the fugitive. People, and other living creatures, it did not concern.
Soon ended with the whistle of shells.
The airbag broke out under itself fragments of a stone and a brick, loudly hitting them on the tank bottom under the prisoner. The car started shaking like she was standing on the vibrator, but soon all was quiet the tank stopped.
The automatic doors of the compartments are opened one by one, and Zef in the beginning, stretched out his feet, after, stretched out on the floor in full growth.
So youre just gonna lie there? the electronic voice of the soldier of Defense on other end of the car sounded again. Most likely, it was an officer, but without wearing a helmet, or turning off the internal chip, it is impossible to recognize the insignia, only chevrons with the sign of the party on his shoulder. Come on out!
Bending like a snake, Zef Seth crawled to the exit, turned over and got to his feet.
The soldier of Defense, only touched handcuffs and those connected in a tube which was easily placed in a small hip pocket of the soldier.
In this part of the planet, the sun has just appeared above the horizon. If we assume that we drove three hours, and the time difference is seven hours, then I must be in the third sector of the Abyss, thought Zef still ocean, felt his breath and the stone bridges over the sandstones. Im definitely in sector three.
Through a veil of twilight somehow were visible outlines of the aborigines. They came out of the building the building looks more like an abandoned factory, or the home Community, only unkempt and less practical than in World. With a dozen people approached the cargo tank, headed by an old man, he talked about something for a long time with the Defense, while the new society looked at Zef Seth.
The elder patted the senior Defense detachment on the shoulder and approached the new man deposed by the Society. The short old man looked to be about one hundred and fifty years old: gray straight hair fell below his shoulders, slanting eyes the color of coal (they drowning in their darkness), a narrow wrinkled face, with a long beard sinking to his chest, owls eyebrows. He was dressed in a satin robe with wide sleeves that was belted woven from different skins of the beast with a belt.
My name is Go Yang. Introduce myself old man. Im the head of sector three. Come with us Zef Seth. Well figure something out.
Large containers, from the tank, were piled on the platform of the loader, and in return returned empty. Go Yang explained to the recruit that he will not work today, as Zef needs to sleep and rest.
As Zef Seth supposed, the building was an old house Society. The first floor consisted of some columns. It would be empty if it was not used as a garage: of two loaders, one column a car and a double carrier, but they occupied only a corner at the end of the floor, in the opposite corner there is a warehouse of containers, but there were few of them.
The second floor (according to Go Yangs explanation) was intended for joint pastime. There were departments: kitchen, living room to socialize, the gym. Fortunately, though the toilet and shower in the rooms of the third floor. Zef Seth Thought.
The third floor consisted of fifty rooms, most of which were empty, but twenty-one were occupied the twenty-second was for Zef Seth.
It definitely resembled an apartment in the Community, except that instead of four residents, there was only one. The kitchen has been modernised to a high standard, or even the pantry, but still got here with nothing but a knife that gave him Go Yang from the guards. The knife cut not only the blade, but also at a distance of a meter of plasma-rays, like a cap over the mainland. This beam did not recognize the DNA of the essence, so it could be used both against an animate object and against an inanimate object, it was only necessary to press a small blue stone at the blade itself. The beam was extinguished carved metal sheath, painted black and gold flowers.
Zef Seth put his knife on the nails nailed to the center of the white wall of the empty pantry.
Hall, shower room, toilet, bedroom and storage room of this apartment have got was not even in Society. Sitting on a soft bed, not even disassembling it, Zef Seth fell asleep quite calmly, and would have slept until the evening, but he was awakened by a tall, two meters tall, black man. The man introduced himself to Tato Alya. He asked Zef to come downstairs for dinner. The face his was clean-shaven. Brown-eyed man with long arms, looked funny, with his lean physique, and a round curly head of hair on his head.
While going down to the second floor, Zef learned a little about Tato Alya. At the time, he was a Technician in the World, when he was thirty-nine years old, Tato decided to experiment with robots he wanted to facilitate the work of Technicians, programming robots on their own repair, thus Tato reduced, in the number of people, his party. But someone upstairs thought it was a diversion, and Tato Alya was here. He is now Fifty-three years old. In a year that promised liberation and transfer to the island of old laymen. It was common those who left the Abyss could not get into the World, so he was sent to the Islands, where he ended his life the old people of the parties in luxury. Zef checked the Defenses of such Islands, which were not far from the Farms, and seen waiting (as, at that time, Zef seemed) his relaxed old age.