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Passage to Niburu

Marooned on planet Niburu, a disgraced fighter pilot turned Bounty Hunter, Commander Zacary Ryker makes a startling discovery: the assassin that murdered his family on Earth has stowed away on his doomed vessel and thrown in with an alien race of Reptoids to exterminate all humans in his new world. 

Torn between his thirst for revenge and survival, Ryker’s destiny becomes intertwined with the dangerous liaison of a Shakespeare quoting Chimera, a sci-fi femme fatale and her telepathic wolf-dog shaman as they are plunged into an alternate reality where the law of evolution has run astray. Little do they know that they are about to be drawn into a larger struggle, a struggle beyond their universe; an epic battle for the Multiverse.

Chapter 1: Original Sin

Planet Earth: Confederation Protected Zone 51… in the not too distant future.

The scattered light of a bloodless moon filtered down through the broken clouds, casting ghostly shadows across the silhouettes of burned-out vehicles and debris that littered the deserted city streets. As darkness fell, a terrified woman’s scream pierced the silence; echoing a frantic plea that cut like a jagged knife in your chest. It was a plea that tonight, like every other desperate cry after sundown, would go unanswered. There were more wild, bone-chilling shrieks, followed by sporadic gunfire… and then a stifled sob of hopelessness that fell away to an eerie stillness...     

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