Malcolm: Trial by Fire: Malcolm, #1

By J.J.Terberger

A man never knows where life will take him. Never did he think he'll be saving the last of his people.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.J.Terberger
• Release date: Mar 19, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224212880

J.J.Terberger

Sci-Fantasy MAESTRO and History DEVOURER. Goobercoded. I am autism. Christ FANATIC. https://jjterbergerspace.neocities.org/

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Malcolm: Trial by Fire

Malcolm, Volume 1

J.J.Terberger

Published by J.J.Terberger, 2024.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

MALCOLM: TRIAL BY FIRE

First edition. March 19, 2024.

Copyright © 2024 J.J.Terberger.

ISBN: 979-8224212880

Written by J.J.Terberger.

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Malcolm: Trial by Fire

Keep going Malcolm! Don’t stop for us! The crackling sounds of a hoarse voice echoed in a young pilot’s head.

He looked over his shoulder, peeking through the window of his cockpit canopy. On his right he could see two jets, forms silhouetted in the red, blue and greens of the solar sea close behind him. One of the space planes, the same model of Malcolm’s craft, had its left wing sheared off. It was level in flight, the pilot managing to keep the space plane steady using the right wing’s thrusters. The second jet, a larger model than Malcolm’s, had one of its engines smoking, puffs of green fire mixing with the cold blue of the ion jets. The jet began to lose speed, drifting behind the other planes.

My right engine’s giving out! The left can’t take the stress. Malcolm could see the panic in the pilot’s eyes.

Malcolm, I’m staying with Elam. Keep heading home. The clipped jet’s engine flared down, staying beside the trailing fighter.

Negative Jamie! Stay on course to Adamah! Malcolm looked over his left shoulder.

A twin-engined bomber was staying close to his fighter, the tail and mid-section torn away from the fuselage. The other fighters didn’t respond, Malcolm looking over his right shoulder to watch them turn into black specks and fade into the green horizon.

Dang it! Malcolm looked over his left again, seeing the bomber pilot slamming his gloved fist into his cockpit dashboard.

Malcolm sat back in his seat. His body felt numb, the pilot barely able to feel the drift of the plane through his gloves. Malcolm’s heart pounded hard against his chest, making his stomach churn. His breaths became shallow, his vision began to blur as he pressed his oxygen mask against his face.

Stay with us kid. Malcolm turned to see the bomber pilot looking at him, his co-pilot