Chapter 45 - First Contact
Danny's heart thumped against his ribs as he stepped through the translucent blue dome covering their campsite. The alien air rushed against his face, crisp, carrying unfamiliar scents that his brain struggled to categorize. Behind him, Ryan clutched his Energy Scattergun, while Zoe balanced the portable analyzer in her arms.
This was their first real venture onto New Dawn, away from the safety of their base camp, and his mind buzzed with possibilities. What would the water composition reveal? What microbial life might they discover? Potentially an entirely new biochemical paradigm, a complete deviation from Earth's carbon-based—
"Danny, quit daydreaming and keep moving," Ryan called out, interrupting his thoughts. "We're exposed out here."
Danny blinked, realizing he'd stopped walking. He shifted the weight of the water sampling equipment in his arms and nodded. "Right. Sorry. Just... taking it all in." He glanced back as their ineffective shield around the Peregrine was powered down. From here, the Peregrine looked small, vulnerable against the vastness of this alien world.
The ground beneath their boots was surprisingly springy, covered in what appeared to be moss, though its color was unlike anything Danny had seen on Earth.
"The air composition is consistent with our orbital readings," Danny said, mostly to himself as they walked. "Oxygen levels are actually slightly higher than Earth's. Presumably, the flora has evolved more efficient photosynthetic processes to compensate for Proxima Centauri's reduced light output."
"Fascinating," Ryan drawled, but his eyes never stopped scanning the perimeter. "Maybe tell us something useful? Like if there's anything waiting to eat us behind those trees?"
The trees Ryan referred to stood about fifty meters ahead, their trunks twisted and gnarled, bark the color of dried blood. Their canopies spread wide, leaves like fat, waxy teardrops that caught the crimson light of Proxima Centauri and transformed it into dappled patterns on the ground below.
They crested a small hill, and Danny's breath caught in his throat. Before them stretched a river that gleamed against the alien sunlight.
"Holy shit," Ryan whispered, momentarily lowering his weapon.
"The refraction properties are remarkable," Danny said, already digging into his pack for his spectral analyzer. "The water must contain suspended particles that scatter light differently than Earth water."
Zoe was already moving down the gentle slope toward the riverbank. "Less talking, more sampling. I want to get back before dark."
The riverbank was full of alien life, with plants that resembled reeds but were the color of crushed blackberries and bulbous pods that glowed faintly. Small creatures, perhaps this world's equivalent of insects, darted between them.
Danny set down his equipment with care, removing the water sampler and its accompanying sensor array. The device was bulky, with multiple probes and a central processing unit that would analyze the water's composition in real-time.
"Help me set this up," he said, passing a stabilizing rod to Ryan. "We need to anchor it securely in the sediment."
As they worked, Danny couldn't help but marvel at the water. It was clear, clearer than any river on Earth. He dipped a gloved finger in. It felt cool to his touch.
"The molecular structure is presumably different," he murmured. "Perhaps higher concentrations of certain minerals, or maybe—"
Ryan's sudden intake of breath cut him off. "Guys," he whispered, the word barely audible. "Don't. Move."
Danny followed Ryan's eyes and felt his stomach drop. The water about ten meters from where they stood was rippling, bulging upward as something massive rose from its depths.
First came a head, broad and flat, easily the size of a small car. Its skin was leathery, the color of wet clay, with patches of what looked like moss growing in irregular patterns. Six eyes, arranged in a semicircle across its head, blinked independently of each other, irises the color of polished brass. Its mouth, when it opened, was wide enough to swallow a human whole, lined with rows of flat, grinding teeth.
The creature continued to emerge out of the water, with a body like a bloated salamander, supported by six thick, webbed legs that left deep impressions in the soft mud of the riverbank. It had to be at least fifteen meters long from snout to tail, and it moved with the deliberate grace of something that had no natural predators.
Ryan's Energy Scattergun hummed as he flicked off the safety, raising the weapon to eye level.
"Wait," Danny whispered, unable to tear his eyes from the creature. His passive skills were already cataloging details... the respiratory system evidenced by the gill-like structures pulsing at its neck, the likely amphibious nature indicated by its physiology, the way its pupils contracted against the sunlight.
The creature paused, all six eyes swiveling to focus on them. For a moment that stretched like eternity, it simply stared, unblinking.
Then, with surprising delicacy for something so massive, it turned away. It lumbered to a patch of the reed-like plants growing near the water's edge and began methodically stripping them with its flat teeth, completely ignoring the humans.
"It's... herbivorous," Danny breathed, relief and wonder flooding through him simultaneously. "Look at the dentition. They're for grinding plant matter."
Ryan lowered his weapon slightly, though his posture remained tense. "You sure about that?"
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"I'm not wrong," Danny interrupted. "This is remarkable."
Zoe, who had frozen with her hand on her blaster, slowly relaxed. "So it's basically a giant space cow?"
"A very simplified analogy, but essentially correct," Danny said, already reaching for his tablet to record observations. "This creature has likely evolved its size as protection against smaller predators. Nothing would dare attack something this massive."
Zoe let out a short, humorless breath. "Rule one of ecology, Danny. You see something that big and slow grazing peacefully..." she said, her eyes not on the giant herbivore, but scanning the dark, silent treeline. "...it usually means there's something bigger and faster that keeps it from overrunning the place."
Ryan nodded grimly, his gaze following hers. "My thoughts exactly. Whatever hunts that thing isn't going to be scared of us."
Danny didn't bother replying, just waved a dismissive hand without looking up from his tablet, already lost in the stream of data he was collecting. "Mmm-hmm, apex predators, trophic levels, yes, yes, all very standard..."
They watched as the creature continued its peaceful grazing, methodically stripping the reeds of their bulbous pods. Occasionally, it would submerge partially, only to emerge with more vegetation caught in its mouth.
"Guess not everything on this planet wants to eat us," Ryan said, finally lowering his weapon completely.
"This is perfect," Danny exclaimed, adjusting his water sampler. "We can collect our samples while observing megafauna in its natural habitat. Two objectives at once!"
Danny calibrated the water sampler as he adjusted the intake parameters. The massive amphibian continued its peaceful grazing twenty meters away, completely ignoring their presence. Its indifference had transformed their initial fear into a comfortable rhythm of scientific inquiry.
The analyzer hummed as it drew in the first sample, and Danny watched with satisfaction as preliminary data began scrolling across his tablet screen. Oxygen content higher than Earth's, mineral composition unlike anything in their database, all fascinating stuff. A soft chirping sound from the tall grass beside him barely registered at first, just another element of this alien soundscape.
"Water pH is neutral, but there's something unusual in the mineral content," he called out to Zoe, who was collecting sediment samples nearby. "The silicon levels are off the charts compared to Earth freshwater. Perhaps that's what gives it that unusual refractive quality."
The chirping grew louder, more insistent. Danny glanced toward the sound, and his breath caught in his throat.
A small creature had emerged from the burgundy grass. It was a perfect sphere of dense, purple fur, no bigger than a house cat, that shimmered with an almost metallic quality. It walked on two stubby, clawed feet, its arms held close to its body. Four copper-colored eyes, arranged in a diamond pattern, blinked at him. Its round head tilted, and a soft, inquisitive chirp escaped from a mouth hidden somewhere in the fur.
"Guys," Danny whispered, excitement flooding through him. "Look at this."
A second creature emerged beside the first, identical in appearance. It chirped again, a sound that reminded Danny of baby birds, and took a hesitant step forward on delicate, six-toed paws.
"They're adorable," Zoe said, her voice uncharacteristically soft. "Like alien kittens."
Ryan, who had been keeping watch, turned slowly. "Cute, sure. But keep your distance. We don't know what they—"
"This is perfect," Danny interrupted, already reaching for the specialized tranquilizer rifle he'd brought for specimen collection. "A small mammalian analogue, or whatever their taxonomic classification might be. They would be ideal subjects for the fauna sample collection."
The creatures chirped again, taking another cautious step forward. Their movements were oddly synchronized, as if choreographed. They tilted their heads in perfect unison, multiple eyes blinking simultaneously.
Danny raised the tranquilizer rifle, moving with deliberate slowness to avoid startling them. "The dose is calibrated for a ten-kilogram Earth mammal," he explained quietly. "It should be sufficient to sedate without harming."
Ryan shifted uncomfortably. "Danny, maybe we should observe first before—"
Danny lined up the shot, his excitement overriding Ryan's caution. The nearest creature stood perfectly still, almost as if posing for him. He squeezed the trigger.
The dart flew true, striking the furball squarely in its chest. It should have sunk deep.
Instead, it bounced off with a sharp, metallic tink, as if it had struck a solid armor plate hidden beneath the fur.
For a heartbeat, nothing happened. The creature looked down at its chest where the dart had struck, then slowly raised its gaze to Danny. Something changed in those copper eyes, the curious innocence vanishing like a mask being torn away.
Its mouth opened, far wider than should have been physically possible, revealing rows upon rows of needle-sharp black teeth. The chirping transformed into a high-pitched shriek that sent ice down Danny's spine.
"Oh shit," he breathed, stumbling backward. Danny froze. He hadn't accounted for armor and hadn't thought to wait. He'd made the classic mistake... assumed cute meant harmless.
The tall grass exploded with movement. Where there had been two creatures, suddenly there were fifteen... twenty furballs poured from the undergrowth like a tide of purple malice. The illusion of innocence was shattered. Their arms, previously held close, extended to reveal wicked, curved claws. The chirping was gone, replaced by a unified, predatory shriek that promised violence.
"Run!" Zoe shouted, drawing her Energy Blaster. She fired twice, the weapon discharging with sharp cracks. Two creatures vaporized mid-leap, their charred bodies falling to the ground.
Danny scrambled to disconnect the water sampler, his fingers fumbling with the controls. "I need thirty seconds to secure the equipment!" They couldn't lose the data—
"We don't have thirty seconds!" Ryan shouted, swinging his scattergun like a club as one of the creatures leapt toward him. He connected, sending the creature tumbling, but it recovered with unnatural agility, immediately rejoining the advancing swarm.
Danny yanked at the sampler's main cable. A weight slammed into his back, driving him to his knees. Pain, sharp and blinding, lanced across his shoulders as claws tore through the fabric of his suit. He twisted, trying to dislodge it. He could hear it hissing right beside his ear.
"Danny!" Zoe's blaster cracked again, but the creatures were a chaotic, darting blur.
Another furball latched onto the sampler, its hidden mouth reappearing to sink those needle-teeth into the main power cable. Sparks flew.
"Get off!" Danny roared, swinging an elbow back into the thing on his back. It didn't budge, its claws only digging deeper. He felt a hot, wet slickness spread across his back. Blood. His blood.
Ryan cursed, his kinetic shots missing the darting targets. "Screw this," he growled, flicking the selector. The scattergun's barrel lit with an ominous blue glow. "GET DOWN!"
Danny dropped flat, dragging the sampler with him. The scattergun discharged with a VWOOMP that felt less like a sound and more like a punch to the sternum. The pressure wave was immense. The creature on his back was violently thrown clear. The one on the cable went limp. The cone of energy bolts blasted three more off their feet, sending them tumbling back into the reeds.
The remaining creatures froze. Then, as one, they let out a final, furious shriek and vanished into the undergrowth.
The sudden silence was absolute, broken only by the hum of the analyzer and the placid chewing of the giant herbivore, which hadn't moved an inch.
"You okay?" Zoe was kneeling beside him, her face tight with concern. She helped him sit up.
"I... yeah." Danny reached for his back, wincing. His fingers came away slick and red. "It got me. Not deep, but..."
He stared at the blood on his glove, then blinked. The world tilted.
"It's... not just a scratch."
And then he collapsed.