Colony Chapter Fifteen

Drawing of a beam coming from a flying saucer, causing fire. Caption reads: "Colony Work in progress."

Bang! chapter of work in progress by Iris Carden

Jamie’s email had one word: “Bang!”

“So what are we doing while the explosives go off? Do we stay here? Do we hide in the bunker? What?” Angela asked the household.

“None of you are going to work today, that’s for sure,” Adam said.  “The question is, how do we get Martha to the bunker if we have to run?”

“We don’t,” Martha said, firmly.  “If it comes to running. You all run and leave me.”

“Not happening,” Angela said.  “Maybe we go to the bunker now, and that way we have time to help Martha get there.  Or we break open Adam’s plastering work, and reopen that door.”

“Definitely reopen the door,” Maria said. “It gives us something to do, to distract us from whatever’s happening in the world outside.”

“And if the Zaratins come back to double-check that wall?” Maria asked.

“Then we cross that bridge when we come to it,” Angela said.  

“Ok, I’ll break up the plaster and re-open the access,” Adam said.

“And the rest of us should gather supplies for both the bunker and the bus, so we can either hide or run at a moment’s notice,” Martha said.

While Edward and Mary watched the test pattern on the television, the others began working to prepare for whatever might happen next.

On one of her many trips for supplies, Angela saw the television and stopped still.  Then she ran to get the others.

Images of destruction of Parliament House were being broadcast, with a familiar voice narrating, apparently from behind the camera.

“Once again, this is Claire Moody reporting.  Today, a series of planned blasts occurred, some at the state parliament where Zaratin forces were headquartered, and some at Brisbane Airport where the Zaratin spacecraft was landed.

“It’s understood that these attacks were the work of small groups of rebels, who were working in conjunction with returning Australian armed forces, supported by New Zealand forces.

“Some of these rebels have been working for some time, at personal risk, to infiltrate the Zaratin command, to help overthrow the invaders. They are hidden heroes, who at times looked like collaborators.

“This is the turning point in the Zaratin invasion. If you’re listening to this, fight back if you’re able. If you can’t fight, seek shelter.  Things are going to get worse before they get better.”

Two Zaratins with what appeared to be weapons drawn were moving towards the camera, quickly.  

“Remember everyone, fight if you can, hide if you can’t,” Claire’s voice stopped, as bright light beams blotted out everything, and the screen went blank. 

“Damn,” Angela said.  “I didn’t expect her to do that.”

“But she gave us some valuable information,” Martha said.  “The bombs worked, and someone else blew up the space ship as well.”

“So, do we wait for the Army now, or do we try to fight?” Adam asked.

“We keep preparing to run or hide, and if we’re needed for anything else we’ll be told,” Martha answered.

“We’ve done our part, and we don’t want to get in the way of the professionals when they come to do theirs.”

As she spoke, they heard aircraft flying overhead.  Everyone went to the verandah, to watch military aircraft fly over, dropping parachutes closer to the city centre.

Please note: these chapters are the very raw first draft, what appears in the final book may be different. The working title has changed from Survival to Colony, as has the draft cover art, and they may or may not change again before I finish writing the book..


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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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