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Andrew Mackay - Pink Symphony

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Want your universe back? Too bad. Its hers, now. Jelly Anderson is 30 cm tall, weighs four pounds and has nine lives. Make no mistake shell cash them all in to protect herself, her crew and her territory. She decoded Saturns distress call and saved Space Opera Beta from annihilation. Now, Jelly and her crew of humans have made fantastic discovery. Its called Pink Symphony. An evolutionary force of nature capable of eliminating disease. Theres just one catch. Humanity is the next disease on Pink Symphonys hit list. Strange things are happening to Jellys crew. Trapped aboard Opera Beta, theyre riddled with claustrophobia and paranoia two things you dont want when everyone has an itchy trigger finger. Anyone could snap at the flick of a whisker and turn lethal. Amid the chaos, the crew has failed to notice whats happening to Jelly Anderson. Shes getting bigger, stronger, faster smarter. Pray that her transformation is for the good of the universe. If it isnt, the consequences are too horrific to comprehend Scroll back up and hit the buy now button. Star Cat: Pink Symphony is the action-packed sci-fi sequel juggernaut you wont walk away from. The STAR CAT Series: Star Cat: Infinity Claws Star Cat 2: Pink Symphony Star Cat 3: War Mage (Coming soon June 2018.) Star Cat: Origins The short story prequel (Download this book for FREE here: )

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Andrew Mackay

STAR CAT

PINK SYMPHONY

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CHAPTER ONE

How long had it been? Twenty minutes? Twenty days? Months? Years?

No one knew.

No one was even aware of what had happened.

The least likely member of Space Opera Beta to ascertain what had happened was Jelly Anderson. Being a cat, she had no concept of space or time you know, the things we value and live our lives by. The crew werent much help, either.

Tripp Healy, the assumed captain of Opera Beta, lay unconscious across the flight deck.

He was the first thing Jelly saw when she opened her eyes.

The ship wasnt moving. Everything was eerily silent by all accounts. Whatever happened when shed forced the ship through the pink light show on Enceladus was beyond comprehension.

It was either venture into Saturns moon or stick around to be rescued. With just seventy-two hours of oxygen? Sticking around would have prolonged the misery.

If rescue ever came, of course.

Even if rescue came it would have been five hundred days too late

The Control DeckSpace Opera Beta Level One

Jelly rolled around on the floor and stretched her legs out. She felt waves of muscular atrophy disappear within seconds. A quick lick around the mouth, and she was up and at em.

She trundled toward the flight deck and ran her face along Tripps heel in an attempt to catch his attention.

He didnt budge.

Meow, she cried and looked up at him. A couple of blinks squeezed a blob of liquid out from her right eye. It splashed to the floor next to the sole of her captains shoe.

The communications console buzzed to life. It had been humming ever since she woke up a few moments ago.

A familiar holograph appeared above her head. A book named Manuel, whizzing through its pages, acclimatizing itself to the result of having gone through a wormhole or a portal whatever that thing was on Enceladus, anyway.

Meow.

Manuel fluttered above her head and folded the outer edges of his pages toward her. Greetings, Miss Anderson.

Meow.

I beg your pardon?

Jelly yawned and revealed her fangs. For the briefest of moments it looked like she was screaming. She hopped onto the deck and nosed around the controls. Her infinity whiskers arrived at the yellow thruster lever that had saved their lives and blasted them through Saturns sixth largest moon.

What are you doing, Miss Anderson? Manuel shifted across the deck for a better view of Jelly pawing away at the plastic handle.

It didnt move, still locked into thrust mode.

Meow.

Jelly hadnt meant to use it. She wanted to draw Manuels attention to the action shed performed to rescue the ship.

Yes, very good, Manuel said. Im afraid I dont know where we are.

Meow, Jelly turned to the expansive flight deck windshield expecting to see stars, or some evidence of where they were. Instead, she was greeted by a black vastness. They may as well have been shut inside a capsule for all the good the visuals were.

Just then, a haze of pink dust seemed to dance from the right of the screen, like a blotch of paint thrown across a black canvas.

The event perturbed Jelly. The effect looked creepy as if an alien had spewed across the screen.

In an attempt to gain some protection, Jelly sniffed around Tripps face. His right cheek lay across the panel, exposing the majority of his face. His nose twitched, covered, in part, by his pink tears.

Jellys wet nose sniffled around his, causing his closed eyelids to flutter. Her action was enough to make him cough and splutter into a state of awareness.

What the? he said, opening his eyes and spluttering back to consciousness. Whats g-going on?

Good morning slash afternoon slash evening, Tripp, Manuel said.

Tripp groaned and pressed his hands to the console. He pushed himself upright in the pilots seat and blinked, clearing the gunk away from his eyes. What happened?

Manuel took a moment to reveal not very much at all. In short, we have absolutely no idea.

Why did you say morning slash afternoon?

In short, I have absolutely no idea what the time is, either.

Jelly? Tripp turned to the cat looking up at him and ran his fingers over her head. Hey, girl, are you okay?

Meow.

Thank God, Tripp jumped out of his seat, intending to run over to the communications console. He lost his footing, stumbled forward and dropped to his knees like an infant. Oh God, I dont feel too well

Manuel interrupted, Its better you take time to orient yourself. Please dont rush.

Tripp spat a lump of phlegm to the floor. It was all he could do not to actually spew everywhere. It wasnt until he glanced at the gelatinous substance that he realized it was pink.

Huh?

The inebriating effects of having traveled through Enceladus had an adverse influence on his stomach.

My organs feel like pt.

Thats quite common, Manuel said. Its something of a miracle your body wasnt flung around the flight deck when we went through whatever that pink thing was.

Enceladus? Tripp staggered to his feet and wiped his face. We went through Enceladus?

It would appear so.

My God, Tripp thumped the communications console switch.

Jelly hopped after him and climbed onto the comms seat. Tripp stood back, accidentally knocking the side of the chair with his hip. It sent Jelly spinning around, looking look a dizzied, carnival fool.

Whoops, he caught the backrest and stopped the rotation. Sorry, pet.

Meow.

Manuel? Tripp waited for the screen to fire up. Please tell me that Anderson and I arent the only ones left alive.

Im afraid I cannot confirm anything. For some reason, I am unable to perform a geo-scan on Opera Beta. I can only see the contents of the flight deck which, considering were already here, is rather useless.

You dont say, Tripp spat, knowing anxiety was due any moment, Why isnt the comms deck working?

I dont know, Tripp.

Come here, girl, Tripp scooped Jelly into his arms and examined her face. Let me see you.

Jelly stared into Tripps eyes as he cradled her. She seemed at peace. Nothing out of the ordinary about her face, body or demeanor gave rise to concern.

How are you, girl?

Meow, Jelly exercised her infinity claws on Tripps sleeve.

Ah, da-da, he protested, unhooked one of the sharp ends from the material, Move your paw, girl.

Whizz, whizz. She moved all four claws and her new thumb around, demonstrating that she was perfectly fine. Meow.

Tripp smiled, satisfied that she was uninjured and in proper operating order. Which was more than could be said for Manuel.

Okay, okay, Tripp released Jelly onto the chair and made for the door. We need to find our friends and make sure theyre okay. Okay?

Meow, Jelly seemed to agree.

Tripp snapped his fingers over his shoulder as he reached the panel on the wall. Manuel?

Yes, Tripp?

Do whatever you can to get the comms back on, please.

Ill try my best, Commander.

Commander? Tripp stopped and let out a sarcastic sigh. Im the captain, Manuel. After Katz perished with Alpha.

Oh, Manuel floated back, apologetically, Is Captain Katz no longer with us?

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