The Ice Trader

By E. R. Bridgman

WARNING: Slow readers, do not read before bed time! Fast readers, go ahead and dig for that happy(?) ending.

The Ice Trader starts this intensely suspenseful and suspensefully intense tale deep in the past of our galaxy where the species were all benevolent. Then an outside force entered and destroyed the peace of the entire galaxy.

Thousands of years later, one female alien is left upon Earth. Sickened by Earths viruses, germs and diseases, she struggles against all odds to finish her assignment: to prepare Earth for her kind to invade this blue planet for the sake of its abundant water. She and her friend, who died about a decade earlier, had taken many Earth people captive and made them icy meals. However, at the time the ability of the two was not enough to allow the upcoming invasion force to un-terra-form the Earth for their own kind and to make it into a second frigid home world, turning all humans into icy delicacies for the to trade with other species of the galaxy.

Tom Andrews, the Earth-man hero, becomes the hero of not only the Earth, but of all species that remained true to their benevolent beginnings. The evil is eradicated and everything, except for the extinguished specie of extreme evil, returns back to normal in more ways than one.

The author would recommend 99.999 percent of this book to the general readership of G-rated science fiction. The remainder, though not sexual, involves one rather intense scene on two pages of chapter eight that involves the alien female upon the lap of the yet-to-be hero, inquisitive as to the so-called romance packages that are vagrantly displayed upon Earth television and movies. One particular kind of a television program has her most intrigued: soap operas. Kids grow up too fast in todays culture, and it may not be suitable for pre-teens and some teenagers. There is no sex portrayed within the book, but the author would suggest that parents carefully read and determine their own childs individual ability before allowing them read it. Its on two pages within Chapter 8.

The Ice Trader is full of intensity and suspense, but does not lack moments of humor, love, and romance. This is definitely one book not to be missed, and the ending alone is well-worth the read.

• Language: English
• Publisher: LifeRich Publishing
• Release date: Dec 17, 2015
• ISBN: 9781489705747

E. R. Bridgman

I am E. R. Bridgman, of the Tulsa, Oklahoma area. Hello, Reader! Qualifications to write this particular book? Creative imagination and spatial, 3D, thinking since birth! And no, I'm not an alien. This book is sci-fi, but I am not. This story-line started out as a small, short story when I used to live in the Oklahoma City, Oklahoma area. My job was effectively shut down and I was transferred to Tulsa, Oklahoma. All of my writings: poems, novels, short stories, etc. were printed out and boxed. Then lost. Then a few years ago, I found this short story and looked it over again. It's a great title and story, but it was quite short. It needed a little help. I started to write more into it and wound up with this current version. Wow! Talk about adding substance to it, there was a complete evolution, if you will, that this story took. Some of it turned into a novel of a jump. While writing more on, "The Ice Trader," I happened to find my very first written book, a lonnngg novel, G.L.F., which is in printing production at the time of this writing. Robert A. Heinlein was my most favorite sci-fi author. I knew of a few of the others and enjoyed them: C S Lewis, Arthur C. Clark, Alfred Hitchcock, etc. Yes, Hitchcock was more known for his suspenseful writings and TV episodic programs. (Though I grew up within a Pentecostal preacher's home, I liked the suspense. I was a 1958 - and on, "closet-watcher-when-I-could." I just had a wondering-ness for the stuff. Being older, now, I know better than I did then about such things and very young minds. There were a few nightmares along the way, too.) Nowadays, Hitchcock's writings and productions would be considered very tame, concerning all that can be done with video magic, astrological things and extreme sensual-ism - sexual stuff - et al. I personally don't like a lot of what has and is being written and produced, too much evil spiritualism and sexual-ism being written into everything. Young child minds should be protected at any cost. Parents, I suggest you check this book out, first, before you allow your young-uns to read this. There is a little tiny bit of intense, lap-make-out upon the sofa, between Sarong, the female alien who, asked permission to try a love scene, forced herself upon Tom, the Earth's hero: Chapter 8. This is not for any young pre-teen kids - and possibly some teenagers, too. You have my permission to use a black marker to mark out the intense alien-human contact before you give this book to your younger children. Or, just keep this book for yourself and don't even mention it to your kids. This particular "passage" is no more than two pages - as Alfred Hitchcock's birds fly. I've always enjoyed a good science fiction book. When sci-fi authors started writing with more than pure sci-fi in mind, ... for example: occultism, bad language, excessive gore, I stopped reading sci-fi books entirely. Except for C. S. Lewis, there are not very many Christian authors. There are more now, than before, only I don't know of very many. And I enjoy the fact that Christian movies are being produced and are done so extremely well. It wasn't until 1988, when I started to write science fiction that I - and others similar to my desires of good general fiction or non-fiction books - would enjoy and like to read sci-fi books, once again. Leave out the horror and gore, but keep the suspense and intensity of the subject matter. Those who want horror can put it in, with their own minds and whatever else they would want to put in, to appease their reading desires. I am not opposed to a good intense story-line, I just don't want to use the bad language and horror realm - I don't think that is necessary for the creation of a great story. I have written this book with great intensity and suspense to supply an adrenaline, jaw-dropping, yet love-able - ? - story-line. I believe that all people like a good story. I aim to provide it -- lock, stock and barrel.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1 The Malevolence

Chapter 2 The Benevolence

Chapter 3 The Punching Bag

Chapter 4 Chicago’s Mysterious Anne

Chapter 5 No, Tom! No!

Chapter 6 Anne’s Sickness

Chapter 7 Sogorra vs. Earth, a.k.a. Sogorra-2

Chapter 8 Watch out, Tom!

Chapter 9 Dave and Skinny and … ?

CHAPTER 1

The Malevolence

There was a sudden, final explosion. It took the remaining hundreds of fleeing refugees within the Colonnade. All but nine were either vaporized or killed. Three were critically amputated from their legs. Two had serious blood wounds: barely holding on. Three had missed an arm, in part or in whole. Eventually, all would die. The one that remained was forced by the shock wave down upon the ground. He was very glad to be alive. He escaped. He was still a refugee, alone, but he had another chance to live. He was free. The only one of tens of thousands, of which he knew, who had survived.

All was quiet now. All trans-agents on the large planetoid were eliminated first by vaporization. The last inhabitants of the puny little planetoid were either mortally wounded, vaporized or burned beyond recognition. Deep underground was a sudden and rapid energy build-up which quickly dissipated. It was a signature of a sub-space transporter mechanism. It was the General’s personal, secret transporter. The General’s trans-agent was armed and ready to fight and was ready to press a button: The button of planetoid implosion. To leave nothing for the evil Sogorrans and to take as many as possible of them with the imploding planetoid. His attempt to hit the button at the same time he had to fire his particle-pulse weapon at the tackling unarmed enemy, failed. He back-handed the button within a quarter-second. But the hit on the button, though not completely engaged, set up a cascade effect of a very silent countdown. A countdown that could not be stopped by anyone, not even a Sogorran warrior. The Sogorran [pronounced: Suh-gore’-ruhn], though mortally wounded in the head, rose up and vaporized him, then fell to the ground. Another Sogorran warrior right behind his fallen comrade, iced and consumed his buddy’s dead shell of a body for continued energy and his spirit so that he could live on inside him. The Sogorran warrior proceeded to dismantle the doomsday button and all of its explosives, but one: an unknown; deep cavernous link. The silent countdown continued.

The previous inhabitants, the Burrsiouahns [pronounced: Burr’-shoe-wahns], and the Aconnisahns [pronounced: Uh-conn’-uh-sahns], chose to rise up and defend themselves against the vicious Sogorrans. All the Sogorrans reasoned that it wasn’t their fault. They had to destroy everyone like they did. After all, the Sogorran leader decided that little planetoid now belonged to them.

Because of it now being within the new boundary of Sogorran influence, all sentient life forms were considered fair game and dead. All hominids and species of bi- and multi-pedal races, were always the undesired and had to be removed or destroyed. Tentacled species could remain alive until they too, chose to fight back. Only the multi-pedal beings were available for rehabilitation. If they chose not to be rehabilitated by the Sogorrans, they met the same fate as the bi-pedal and multi-pedal workers, friends and acquaintances who chose who die. This was the Sogorran instructions for all aliens.

It was their way of life, their only way of life; since the great fall of their former non-aggressive, dull lives on Sogorra. This was the age of Luce. So named after their great immortal ruler and leader, Luce or Lucerino. He came to them millenniums ago from outside the galaxy.

The Sogorrans just couldn’t understand or fathom the reasoning of the Burrsiouahns and Aconnisahns. Why did they want to keep such a puny little planetoid that didn’t have much agricultural significance? It wasn’t good for any species, much less their own. Except for us Sogorrans, so instructed the Sogorran leaders.

After all, these planetoids, small or large, made great outposts. The Sogorrans were not picky as to how or what a small space rock could be used, for their purposes. You never know when you might need another shooting range or target, was their motto.

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The Sogorrans took another planet/planetoid for their icy species. Now the icy Sogorra-forming of the previous inhabitant’s outpost could begin. They had a very effective and powerfully energetic way to move any stellar body from their intended orbits. They moved planets, planetoids and asteroids into orbits they wanted them to have. They also moved the vertical axis of the planets to match the evenness of their own home planet that made it so hospitable for their species. Their own goldilocks’-zoned orbit from its sun, also made it more relaxing. A very nice constant 0 Sogorran degrees, +27.4 Eden degrees Fahrenheit, that did not fluctuate very much. It was always six degrees, either way. This is where they lived their entire existence. Frozen, but liquid and vapor. Their body temperature couldn’t go above +33.4 F. degrees for more than twenty Eden minutes. Their sun was 96% larger than Eden’s.

The Sogorrans were a strange looking race of ice beings, almost insectoidal-type of animalistic features. They were very thin and nine feet, six point six, six inches tall - somewhat like stretched out hominids. There was never a belly bulkiness to their frame - natural skinniness. Only the femmes had belly bulges when pregnant. Their offsprings, quads, were never seen until birth. They looked like ice-clear, pulled taffy. Completely clear shimmery-ness of ice, inside - out. Except for the abdominal/groin/hip areas. The female’s anatomy was similar to hominids. Their glandular chest muscles were as long as their chest’s depth, solid, cone-shaped, rounded tipped breasts which were also an icy opaqueness. They mated differently. Neither gender never had visible genitals or areolas: tits.

During the mating sequence, the opaqueness was where genitalia suddenly appeared and quads were formed and made and grew extremely fast: 6.66 Eden hours. Their arms and legs were skinny. So were their hands and fingers, very long and skinny. Their feet also, were long. Their fingernails were similar to bi-pedal humanoids, only thicker, longer and pointed like bird’s talons. Their feet were human-like but proportionately twice as long for their heighth as it would be for humans, with toes that were one-fifth the length of their foot, with toenails like the talons of a bird of prey.

Their heads were totally different from each other. The males’ heads were shaped like a rounded edged T with a flared, swollen connection of vertical and horizontal. The T horizontal bar was swollen/thicker in the middle and had the eyes near the narrow ends. The vertical was narrow and jutted out at the chin with a small mouth just above it. From the chin, it slightly swelled out and upwards towards the swollen middle of the horizontal eye bar, down an up, meeting with the vertical support of the mouth and large oval breathing holes at the post and beam junction of the head and cheek area - just below the forehead and eyes. The eyes were near the rounded outside ends. There was a cranial peak-ridge that rose up from the swollen middle of the cranial bar 6.66 Eden inches above their slanted, oval-almond shaped eye sockets.

The females’ head were less T-shaped and more rounded-ly streamlined, like the head of the Eden’s preying mantis. Their eyes were also like the males. However, they had no cranial ridge. Like the Edenesque mantis.

Within the peak heat of mating, the Sogorran’s multi-colored, eye-rings pulsed and glowed with the intensity of pleasure. The females, who were usually quicker than the males, as the preying mantis females, turned on their mates and bit into and instantly consumed the head. Then they ate their most favorite icy meal, the mate’s body. This part of the ritual was thoroughly enjoyed for a leisurely six hundred, sixty six Sogorran seconds. About six minutes of Eden time.

In battles, multi-colored, pulsing ringed eyes would be used to vaporize or paralyze their enemies for later dissemination of which would be tastier or more mate-able. Then they would be iced for a quick snack: a finger or toe or a piece of the male’s members, or as the main icy meal and water. Sogorran eyes were like multi-channeled laser beams that were very tunable. At the right frequency, the Sogorran male or female could choose what they had in mind to do with their victim. Eat a meal or have a drink, in six seconds.

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Evil and sin came into existence tens of thousands of years previously through Lucerino and his inter-dimensional hordes of horrendously evil spirits. Universal peace and living that existed for hundreds of millenniums, was destroyed. Now all the species had to fight it out. The good teamed with the good to fight the others, the evil species, that were teamed up against them. Only one specie survived and continued to grow and expand: the Sogorrans. Other species that were joined with the Sogorrans, couldn’t replicate fast enough, died out leaving the Sogorrans alone.

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The Sogorrans were rapid replicators. They could replicate themselves at great energy levels unknown to biological and non-biological entities and species within the galaxy. They referred to their children offsprings as quads. They could have ten quads per lifetime no matter their