Anyone who knows me knows I have a lot of faith in and respect for science. I believe that, in time, science will answer a lot of questions that are currently mysteries, and will allow us to travel to and live in places where at current we can only imagine what life would be like.
My love for science is part of what inspires me to write Science Fiction, to ask the “What if” question of science and technology. What if we could? What if we found ourselves exposed to new things we can’t even currently imagine are out there. History and science have proven that the coming together of an established society and a society or location completely unknown to them often results in situations outside of human control. The influx of Europeans into the New World sent the Native American death toll spiraling from disease alone – exposure to viruses and germs they lacked the immune system to combat.
So, what would happen if you took humanity from its home planet, and found a way to make human life possible on Mars? We can send all the robots we want – we still have no idea what kinds of pathogens or problems we might encounter from the natural environment of Mars, alone.
This “What if?” was the inspiration behind Section Psi, set in the 25th century, after portions of Mars have long been colonized. However, a virulent infection known as Martian Fever is still a very real threat. No viable vaccine or cure has ever been manufactured for it – disaster has dogged every one ever created. It strikes nearly 75% of the children born on-world. While most recover with little to no lasting effect, some children suffer genetic mutations to their brain and body chemistry, turning them into what are known as Psis – people with extrasensory and paranormal abilities. And children aren’t the only ones at risk. All new arrivals to Mars risk the same infection. While most adults arriving never even contract the Fever, those who do and whom are genetically altered by it suffer far worse than children do.
So how do you police a group of people with paranormal abilities written into their DNA? You form a special off-shoot of the on-world police force, designated solely to deal with crimes against and committed by Psis – Section Psi.
Hope you enjoy! As always, please leave comments and let me know what you think!
“In Harm’s Way” – Excerpted from Dead Men… (Section Psi, Book 4)
At the Section docking hanger, Calli powered down her Flitter and unstrapped her helmet as she made her way into the nearly deserted facility. She dropped the helmet on her desk and kept going toward the Lexus Chamber.
“What are you doing back here?”
Calli stopped as Bethanie stepped out of the lab, and her own brows lifted in mock surprise. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Bethanie grinned. “I never left. I’m running a hazardous chemical analysis that’s very sensitive. I can’t leave until it’s done. What’s your excuse?”
“I had a breakthrough.”
“More like a breakdown,” a new voice said, and Calli swung around to glare at Cade accusingly.
“You followed me!”
“Damn straight I did, darlin’. You’re determined to kill yourself.”
“Go to Hell!” She brushed past him to reach the Lexus Chamber. If she was lucky, he wouldn’t follow her. But, of course, she wasn’t that lucky. She could hear his booted feet on the concrete floor behind her. She ignored him, setting up for a direct jack-in that would allow her a straight free-dive into restricted space. She had a name to find, and she didn’t have time to scour the Lexus for a back door.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” Cade’s hand slapped over the power conduit, keeping her from plugging the jack in.
She jerked back and glared at him again. She sure as hell knew what she was doing, unlike him.
“Bullshit, angel. You–”
”Like you’d know.” She straightened then, her breath frozen in her lungs and her eyes wide as what he said finally registered. Angel. “What did you call me?”
He frowned, as if replaying his words in his head, and she swore she caught the flicker of panic in his eyes, if only for an instant.
“Nothing. Calli, you haven’t worked this hard on a case in years, from what I’ve heard.”
Her eyes narrowed. “From who?”
“Your brother. The captain. Hell, everyone.” He gave her a strange look she couldn’t decipher. “They all say you’re a workaholic, but that you’ve never taken a case personally, before.”
She rolled her eyes. “Who says it’s personal?”
“Please. You’ve been ready to go to the wall – Hell, you hacked an Earth Council facility – for this case. I want to know why. What makes this case different?”
She glared at him, even as her suspicion meter pegged out. Just how the hell did he know what she did in her home Lexus Chamber?
copyright 2008 by Esther Mitchell
Section Psi – Coming Soon from Desert Breeze Publishing