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Rain God
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Rain God Copyright © 2008 Amy Ruttan
Edited by Shannon Combs.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication December 2008
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R AIN G OD
Amy Ruttan
Amy Ruttan
Chapter One
America, 2100 A.D.
Shana held up the turquoise to the bright desert light. The blues were so rich and
deep in this stone. The blue-green color was like the mythical oceans of long ago, as it
refracted the red sand and stone of the buttes and mesas that surrounded her and her
surveillance dig.
“Beautiful,” she whispered to herself as she twirled it between her dusty, slender
fingers. Goose bumps traveled up her arm as the words slipped past her lips. Try to
focus Shana. You’re not here to marvel at old relics, you’re here for water. She was head of
water reconnaissance for this sector of the world.
When she had been growing up she had heard tales from her great-grandmother
about how the world had been covered with water, and that there were two great caps
of ice that covered the top and the bottom of the Earth. Such a wondrous vision, it had
inspired Shana to strive to become the head of water reconnaissance for the American
desert land. The hunt for the precious commodity was the most thrilling, exciting job
for a young person fresh out the Interstellar Academy.
Save our dying world. It was the motto she lived by. It paid her well, she got the most
water rations than any other job she could have pursued in the Academy and it allowed
her to travel and explore the flat desert plains.
She just wished that she could find water.
Shana shook her head, she tucked the turquoise stone into her pouch and zipped it
up so she wouldn’t lose it.
“Commander Kelley.”
Shana looked over her shoulder, flipping her visor back down in place. It was
strictly forbidden to expose your eyes to the overbright sun in the desert plains. It could
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cause serious damage and the Interstellar Academy didn’t want to take any risks with
their water reconnaissance team. It was bullshit. She had been using her sight without
her visor for years. It was the only way she could really survey the land. The only way
she could find the ancient grooves that scarred the dry parched Earth. The grooves that
told her water had once flowed there.
“Commander Kelley.” The young cadet just fresh out of the Academy saluted and
held himself rigidly at attention. “Ensign Johnson reporting for duty, Ma’am.”
Smiling, she admired his tight physique in the body-hugging suit that protected
him from the sun’s heat and its radiation working on the desert plains. He was too
young really for play. She had no time for that.
Shana stood up and circled the young ensign, asserting her power over him as
commander. Just as her commander had done to her twelve years ago when she had
been eighteen and fresh out of the Academy.
“At ease, Ensign Johnson. What do you have to report?”
“An entrance to an underground cave. Lieutenant Meyers thinks that it could lead
to a possible mythical underground water source.”
A smile tugged at Shana’s lips, this is just what I need . She never dreamed, never
hoped that she would ever find one of the entrances to the mysterious caverns that
contained underground lakes. Another one of her great-grandmother’s myths about
ancient times, just like the story how the past timers would actually bathe in the water.
Water had been that abundant. Shana found it hard to believe.
“Take me to him, Ensign, and if this is true I’ll have you promoted to lieutenant in
no time.”
Ensign Johnson tried to suppress his smile as he saluted her again. “Thank you,
Commander. This way, if you please.”
Suppressing a giggle, she followed the exuberant ensign down the craggy hill in the
shadow of a mesa toward the midpoint of the plane that they had been surveying. She
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