Daedalus's Children

Excerpt

Chapter One

Jonathan Archer clenched and unclenched his fist. Once, twice, several times...

There was definitely something wrong with him.

An ache in all his joints, not just his fingers. A weariness in his bones, an exhaustion that just wouldn't go away, no matter how much he rested during the day, how many hours of sleep he got at night. It went beyond a simple adjustment to prison life, he was certain of that, even though Rava One's doctors dismissed his complaints as bellyaching.

"Archer!"

He looked up from the cot he was sitting on.

Tomon, one of the prison guards - Archer's least favorite guard, in fact - stood outside his cell.

"Up!" he yelled, brandishing his weapon, a long, thin metal rod akin to an old-fashioned Taser. Primitive, but highly effective. If he touched you with it, you got a debilitating electric shock. Archer knew this from hard-earned experience - the first time he'd been a little too slow in obeying Tomon's commands, he'd gotten a taste of that shock. It had left him twitching on the ground for what felt like hours.

It had left Tomon with a nasty smile on his face.

Archer remembered that smile ... read full excerpt from: Star Trek: Enterprise: Daedalus's Children ebook