Eve (GollanczF.) [Paperback]

Tony Gonzales (Author)

Book Description

Series: GollanczF. | Publication Date: June 19, 2008

These are times that will test the bounds of the human spirit. A clone with no name or past awakens to a cruel existence, hunted mercilessly for crimes he may never know; yet he stands close to the pinnacle of power in New Eden. A disgraced ambassador is confronted by a mysterious woman who knows everything about him, and of the sinister plot against his government; his actions will one day unleash the vengeful wrath of an entire civilization. And among the downtrodden masses of a corporation-owned world, a man named Tibus Heth is about to launch a revolution that will change the course of history The confluence of these dark events will lead humanity towards a tragic destiny. The transcendence of man to the dream of immortality has bred a quest for power like none before it; empires spanning across thousands of stars will clash in the depths of space and on the worlds within. Those who stand before the tides of war, willingly or not, must face the fundamental choices that have been with man for tens of thousands of years, unchanged since the memory of Earth was lost. This is EVE, The Empyrean Age. A test of our convictions and the will to survive.

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About the Author

Tony Gonzales is the author of two EVE Online novellas. This is his first published work.

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Chapter One

The first experience of life was a bright point of light followed by the sound of distant, muted whispers. A flood of sensory information registered self-awareness, when just before there was only a sea of blackness. A new mind took inventory of the world surrounding him: his chest, rising and falling with the sensation of air rushing into his lungs; the taste of saliva and the contraction of throat muscles as he swallowed; hands that opened and closed into fists as he commanded; all virgin experiences, so it seemed, for a man who was just born inside a coffin.

Lying supine, he blinked several times, struggling to make sense of his narrow confines. A glass shield was just inches from his face, where he gazed with frustrating uncertainty upon a reflection that was his own. An older man, with creases stretched across a high forehead and steel-grey eyes set upon severe cheekbones, returned the bewildered stare.

Who am I? this lost soul asked, struggling to reach backwards in time for a memory or reference, anything to place this surreal state of being into context. But there was nothing there, and the sea of blackness prevailed.

As he tried to lift his shoulders, a medical device descended from inside the chamber and passed a bluish light over the entire length of his body. It was then that he realized the base of his skull was fastened to the bed's surface, and that the connection was through a metallic socket implanted directly into the bone.

I am a capsuleer, he realized, peering through the glass at a ceiling high above. One of the immortals, but . . . what happened to me? The device hovered over his squinting eyes before an artificial voice spoke softly:

'Good morning. Your vital signs are excellent. Try to relax while I assess the rebuilding progress of your temporal lobe. Scanning . . .'

With the centre light focusing on his eyes, additional beams were projected onto his face. Then he felt a tingling sensation in the back of his head.

'I'm going to ask you several questions,' the voice continued. He found her voice soothing, despite its artificial tone. 'Do you know what today's date is?'

'No,' he answered. 'Where am I?'

The voice remained impassive, but gentle. 'Do you know what your name is?'

He was about to answer 'No' in desperation again when a bright flash illuminated the room beyond the glass, followed by a loud muffled thud that shook the chamber. He felt his pulse accelerate as his instincts registered danger for the first time.

'Good morning. Your vital signs are excellent,' the automated voice repeated. 'Try to relax while I . . . Good morning. Your vital signs are . . .'

The device hovering above him flickered once, and then retracted back into its lair. He realized that a new face was staring at him through the glass, and that the predatory look in this stranger's eyes was reason enough to be very afraid.

With a series of mechanical clicks and hisses, the chamber's lid began to open.

Hidden above the chamber was a camera lens, one of hundreds located throughout the starship. Optical data was routed directly into a cybernetic implant which, like the man inside the chamber, was embedded within the skull of the ship's pilot. Using onboard processors and the raw computing power of his cerebral cortex, telemetry was converted into ocular images that he could therefore 'see', despite being hundreds of metres away from the chamber itself.

Terrifying events were unfolding before him: an assassin had infiltrated the ship, sealed himself in the cargo bay, activated the CRU (Clone Reanimation Unit) prematurely, and was now moments away from murdering the most important figure in Theology Council history.

The same cybernetic implant feeding data to the pi lot's brain made his ship a natural extension of his own physical self. All he needed was to will his starship into action, and his biochemical signals were translated into digital instructions that were executed immediately by automated systems or the hundreds of crew members onboard. Because of this union between man and machine, the ship could react as quickly as its pi lot could think - but only if he knew how to act. Dealing with onboard saboteurs was a situation that had, until now, been unthinkable.

Opening a command channel through the cruiser's subspace communication arrays, the pi lot watched helplessly as the assassin stood over the CRU and began taunting the vulnerable clone of Falek Grange.

'Lord Victor, we have an emergency,' the pilot said.

'Lieutenant Thornsson,' the stern voice replied from dozens of light years away. 'Go ahead.'

'We escaped from Karsoth's forces and survived a Covenant ambush,' the pi lot replied. 'But there's an assassin onboard and—'

The pilot lost his concentration as the attacker's clenched, metal-plated fist crashed down upon Falek Grange's face, spraying droplets of blood across the room.

DESPITE THE PHYSICAL appearance of an older man, this incarnation of Falek Grange was less than five minutes old. Every cell in his body was an exact replica of the original man, who by now had been dead for almost forty minutes. Although the brain of this clone contained elemental knowledge artificially distilled from simulated life experiences that an older man should have, in this case the core attributes of Falek's original personality and personal memories were absent. A person awakening in this state has knowledge, but lacks the understanding of why he knows what he does.

To call this condition 'amnesia' would be inaccurate, for the term implies that there was once a memory to lose. This was far worse. For Falek Grange, there were no memories. Every experience from now on would seem both new and distantly familiar all at once.

But there was nothing familiar about the horrid violence that Falek was enduring now. With each blow, Falek could feel both skin and bone breaking beneath the assailant's mailed fists. Every strike was perfectly placed to inflict maximum pain; just when Falek thought he would lose consciousness, the assassin instructed the CRU to inject him with enough adrenaline to keep him awake. With his head still attached to the neural interface and his hands clamped to the chamber walls, Falek was helpless to defend himself.

When the sparks of pain and numbing disorientation parted for just a moment, he gurgled out a single, pleading question:

'Why . . . ?'

The assassin - a much younger man, with features similar to Falek's - removed his gauntlets, unveiling thick, calloused hands. As if in prayer, he murmured a series of phrases in a foreign language, closing his eyes while speaking.

Then he pressed both his hands into the deep, symmetric lacerations on Falek's eye sockets and jawbone.

'Unholy beast! THORNSSON raged as he watched Falek scream. 'The assassin is Covenant!'

'You have to seal him inside the CRU,' Victor answered. 'Force it shut if you have to—'

'I can't! He disabled the hatch - my crew can't get inside!'

The assassin raised both blood-soaked hands upwards as if to make an offering, and then lowered them to allow droplets of the crimson fluid to fall into his mouth.

'There's nothing they can do at all?' Victor pleaded.

'They're trying everything to break in,' the pilot replied.

'We don't stow any explosives onboard to blast through . . .'

He thought about that for a moment, and then added:

'Unless . . .'

'A PITY THAT you'll never know your crimes,' the assassin said, manipulating the bloody controls of the CRU. 'They are too numerous to mention in the time we have left.'

Falek Grange would have sobbed if he could; his eyes were swollen shut as his body rushed fluids to the trauma sites on his face. But the physical pain was no less excruciating than the mental anguish of not knowing if this cruel fate was deserved.

A shudder wracked his aching body as the locking shunt connecting his implant to the CRU withdrew from his skull.

'My master has passed judgment on you,' the assassin continued, placing one hand over Falek's disfigured face and running it slowly towards his neck. 'It is my devoted honour to serve him.'

Using his free hand, the assassin brandished a small sceptre. As Falek felt the grip around his neck tighten, he wished for the nothingness that was before the whispers brought him to life.

'This will purge New Eden of your curse once and for all.'

'YOUR CLONES HAVE been destroyed, as all of ours have,' Victor warned. 'You know what that means!'

'I believe in her, my lord,' Thornsson said, swallowing hard as the assassin forcibly yanked Falek upright by his neck and positioned the sceptre beneath his head. 'And she believed in him.'

With a single thought, Lieutenant Thornsson armed the self-destruct sequence for his ship.

'This is all I can do to save him,' he said, just as the assassin thrust the back of Falek's exposed skull downward. 'Tell her that I did this for her glory . . .'

'She already knows, my friend,' Victor replied.

FALEK HAD LITTLE time to scream as the electrically charged sceptre made brief contact with the implant's socket, producing a sickening flash of white and red. As the surrounding tissue vaporized along with metal, the lid of the CRU forcibly closed down, knocking the sceptre loose and forcing the assassin to release his choking grip. Falek collapsed, unconscious, onto his back within the chamber as the lid shut completely and formed an airtight seal. The last thing the enraged assassin would ever see was a reinforced blast shield rise from the floor and enclose the CR...

--This text refers to the Mass Market Paperback edition.

Product Details

• Paperback: 336 pages
• Publisher: Gollancz (June 19, 2008)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0575080353
• ISBN-13: 978-0575080355
• Product Dimensions: 9.1 x 6 x 1.6 inches
• Shipping Weight: 1.6 pounds
• Average Customer Review: 3.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (52 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,251,186 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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28 of 31 people found the following review helpful:

3.0 out of 5 stars Good, if Flawed, August 31, 2008

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Justin Rossetti (Salt lake City, UT, USA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Eve (GollanczF.) (Paperback)

As an Eve player, I picked up this book hoping to gain some greater insight into the events and people behind the stirring of war that was recently introduced with the 'Empyrean Age' expansion to the game. As an avid fan of sci-fi literature, I was just hoping for a good read.

As an Eve player, I was entirely satisfied. So much, in fact, that I piloted my ship through the game to visit the places discussed in the book and examine the remnants of those horrors witnessed while reading (and nearly got podded more than once).

The sci-fi levels in this book were also pretty high, and the story draws you in, and you really have no choice but to finish the book.

However, the book, alone is incomplete. Several of the characters have unfinished stories, the last chapter does not fit the scope of the book in any way, and throughout the book are inconsistencies of style and language.

If you can ignore these flaws, pick up a copy, and enjoy a rather thrilling journey across 4 nations and those heroes that love them.

21 of 23 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Dark, but very well written, August 9, 2008

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J. M. Holt "Kingdomseed" (Texas, USA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Eve (Hardcover)

I haven't written a book review before and I don't have a lot of time so this will be short and sweet. I have to say that this is one of the most well written books I have read in a long time. Even if you have never seen or heard about the computer game, EVE Online, this is just an all around great sci-fi. It always takes two or three chapters for any book to really start drawing me in but once I was into this book I couldn't put it down. It is rather dark however and I would not recommend it for children or anyone not old enough to handle violence and torture. The characters are all well written and fleshed out for the most part although I wish there had been a little more story on a few characters, but maybe we will see a sequel. Well done Tony Gonzales.

12 of 12 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars A good read for fans of sci-fi, December 16, 2008

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Murat Tekin K - See all my reviews

This review is from: Eve (Hardcover)

While this is clearly based on the background story of the EVE Online game you actually dont need to have played that game to understand what is happening in this pretty good book, in fact most of the specific terms that EVE Online gamers will easily understand can be easily looked up in the Eve Online story/game manual which is free to acquire from the official web site. In this case it only adds to the experience of this book.

This space opera is actually a collection of four different stories told from four different perspectives which are linked together by the declining political situation in the Eve Online universe.

The novel is very descriptive of the situation the characters find themselves in and a notice to parents some areas of this space opera are very graphic in their detail. People who are unaware of the background material of the Eve Online MMO will find the extended descriptions very helpful.

Essentially this is a lead up of events style book that leads to the apocalyptic war in the Eve Online Empyrean Age expansion, overall it is easy to read and understand, written for lovers of sci fi/space operas and for those of us who love galaxy wide political power plays.