Reminder: A group of six (Pain, Bou, Mimo, Alma, Ichi and Goe) has been send to Pearl, the ninth planet. Humans (both advanced and primitive) hope to find a new planet suitable for living and breathing outside.
#privatejournal – Alma
My name comes from the Latin word almus, which means “kind.” It may also be from the Greek word αλμη, which means “salt water.” Or, maybe Portuguese – “The Spirit Soul”. I’d like to think about myself as the Kind Spirit. I remember I asked my mother why she chose the name “Alma” and she said, “Back then I read Business Insider app a lot. It was the name of some journalist. I really enjoyed her articles.”
That’s how screwed up my parents are. What a wonderful way to start new life! Right from the birth, jumping from some damn Business Insider app to the most fearless, knows-everything, best nerdy kick-ass girl in Hong Kong (and later on – in Netericus colony). Enough cries about the past! I have no plans to be mentioned in the next book of The Saints of Mars trilogy.
I’m selfish, confident, pragmatic and generous (in spite of my hard-headedness). “Common sense and intelligence” has been my motto throughout life. It doesn’t mean I’m insensitive. I just compress it under my thick skin. Ah, and add to this portrait keen shiny eyes, long straight black hair and curved like a wing red lips. I guess that’s why Pain doesn’t like me much. Too confident and too beautiful. Yes, we are friends, but each time she leaves me behind. On almost every mission, I’m sitting and looking out of the window or listening to Bou, Mimo and her having fun out there.
We are so used to it. Right, Goe?
We stopped asking questions.
We are a team. A team without democracy, but better than on “Netericus” (with 19,347 strict and 6,980 flexible rules). Oh boy! I never remember them. Why bother?
On the day of the arrival to Pearl I agreed with Bou again. And again. And again. My usual trick. O-o, it didn’t help much. I stuck on the “tincan” (our code name for a space ship) in the company of Goe and Ichi. What’s our agenda while Pain, Bou and Mimo are outside? Well, usually we are monitoring info and enjoying boring political discussions or craziest dreams about the future.
But this time, everything is different. First of all, Cash will arrive very soon. Of course only to save our asses, but still I’ll spend at least a couple of extra weeks with the love of my life. Cash and I met two years ago, at the club. He was already ‘advanced’ – half of his face (as well as half of his brain) is full nanotech. He was broken, angry and ‘stuffed’ with hate. He didn’t trust me at the beginning, and how could he? I’m working under the command of his ex. Yes. Pain Berchpull is his ex-partner. They both were quite famous on Netericus…
But when Pain killed Cash’s sister, Isobel, all hell got lose.
By “killed” I mean that Pain was the reason Isobel had been sent to Junk, and not to the usual Pompeii Tower. There are worse places than Pompeii. Places from where nobody ever gets back alive.
Pain did the right thing though, because Isobel was a dealer of “Seneca” – a new underground drug, which makes “advanced heads” explode, and they are scared to lose control.
Love helps us tame the madness and the fury of our pains or fears.
It makes me wonder if their love was real at all?
We started to hang out at the illegal clubs – me and Cash. We’ve got a couple of those clubs on Mars. Everybody knows about them, but nobody talks. Understand, we are getting sex partners by a draw or SciTech Circle’s decision, and often it doesn’t work. Yes, we still have to perform our duty every day, but we have the possibility of meeting people we love, often illegally. It’s also pricey.
Cash said to me once that I’m evil, rude, shortsighted and compulsive… but he loves me. And I believed him. I want to believe, because I love him, too. No one had a gun to his head, right?
We don’t choose the people with whom we fall in love.
Next – the secret: I know why we are here, on Pearl. And I know that Pain, Bou and Mimo are stuck in Mara’s Kingdom right now, but my mouth are sealed. A very powerful person promised me that he would stop experiments on my son, David. Who knows? Maybe my boy will get a normal Martian childhood too.
So, what’s the deal about Mara? That man is looking for a sacred crystal – the key to open the door between the worlds. He told me that “Mara” is the name of a demon and a source of great evil… but I don’t care. I have to find it and bring it to Mars. This time it is not enough to wish and hope. I must act – and act right. If I fail… the hungry hearts of Mars will destroy my boy.
You can read Chapters 1-4 – HERE
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