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Star Trek: Titan #2: The Red king [Mass Market Paperback]

Michael A. Martin , Andy Mangels

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Oct. 1 2005 Star Trek: Titan (Book 2)
Investigating the disappearance of a secret Romulan fleet, the U.S.S. Titan, commanded by Captain William Riker, is unexpectedly propelled more than 200,000 light-years into the Small Magellanic Cloud. One of the Milky Way's satellite galaxies, the Cloud is also home to the Neyel, the long-sundered offshoots of Terran humanity, with whom the Federation has had no contact in over eighty years.

Nearby, Riker's uncertain ally, Commander Donatra of the Romulan Warbird Valdore, rescues a young Neyel, the survivor of a mysterious cosmic upheaval that seems at times to be both unraveling and reweaving the very fabric of space...the fulfillment of an apocalyptic vision that has already claimed millions of lives. Titan's science team soon finds evidence that the ravaging of Neyel space is the work of a vast and powerful intelligence: the stirrings of a dormant consciousness that is maintaining the existence of the Small Magellanic Cloud -- and all life within it -- from one moment to the next. And if it should awaken, the consequences are unimaginable.

As Riker considers his options, his new crew struggles with the scientific and philosophical implications of what they've discovered...while the young Neyel in their midst forges a bond with the captain, conjuring old ghosts Riker has yet to lay to rest.

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  • Mass Market Paperback: 384 pages
  • Publisher: Pocket Books/Star Trek (Oct. 1 2005)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0743496280
  • ISBN-13: 978-0743496285
  • Product Dimensions: 18.7 x 12 x 2.7 cm
  • Shipping Weight: 200 g
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #318,299 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Michael A. Martin's solo short fiction has appeared in The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction. He has also coauthored (with Andy Mangels) several Star Trek comics for Marvel and Wildstorm and numerous Star Trek novels and eBooks, including the USA Today bestseller Titan: Book One: Taking Wing; Titan: Book Two: The Red King; the Sy Fy Genre Award-winning Star Trek: Worlds of Deep Space 9 Book Two: Trill -- Unjoined; Star Trek: The Lost Era 2298 -- The Sundered; Star Trek: Deep Space 9 Mission: Gamma: Vol. Three: Cathedral; Star Trek: The Next Generation: Section 31 -- Rogue; Star Trek: Starfleet Corps of Engineers #30 and #31 ("Ishtar Rising" Books 1 and 2); stories in the Prophecy and Change, Tales of the Dominion War, and Tales from the Captain's Table anthologies; and three novels based on the Roswell television series. His most recent novels include Enterprise: The Romulan War and Star Trek Online: The Needs of the Many.

His work has also been published by Atlas Editions (in their Star Trek Universe subscription card series), Star Trek Monthly, Dreamwatch, Grolier Books, Visible Ink Press, The Oregonian, and Gareth Stevens, Inc., for whom he has penned several World Almanac Library of the States nonfiction books for young readers. He lives with his wife, Jenny, and their two sons in Portland, Oregon.

Andy Mangels is the USA Today bestselling author and coauthor of over a dozen novels -- including Star Trek and Roswell books -- all cowritten with Michael A. Martin. Flying solo, he is the bestselling author of several nonfiction books, including Star Wars: The Essential Guide to Characters and Animation on DVD: The Ultimate Guide, as well as a significant number of entries for The Superhero Book: The Ultimate Encyclopedia of Comic-Book Icons and Hollywood Heroes as well as for its companion volume, The Supervillain Book.

In addition to cowriting several more upcoming novels and contributing to anthologies, Andy has produced, directed, and scripted a series of sixteen half-hour DVD documentaries for BCI Eclipse, for inclusion in the He-Man and the Masters of the Universe DVD box sets.

Andy has written hundreds of articles for entertainment and lifestyle magazines and newspapers in the United States, England, and Italy. He has also written licensed material based on properties from numerous film studios and Microsoft, and his two decades of comic book work has been published by DC Comics, Marvel Comics, Dark Horse, Image, Innovation, and many others. He was the editor of the award-winning Gay Comics anthology for eight years.

Andy is a national award-winning activist in the Gay community, and has raised thousands of dollars for charities over the years. He lives in Portland, Oregon, with his long-term partner, Don Hood, their dog, Bela, and their chosen son, Paul Smalley. Visit his website at www.andymangels.com.

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Chapter One

Small Magellanic Cloud, 7 January 2380 (Auld Greg Aerth Calendar)

"Behold," Frane said, unable to keep a slight tremor of awe out of his voice. Or is it fear? he wondered in some deep, shrouded corner of his soul.

But the vista that stretched before the assembled Seekers After Penance took Frane to a place far beyond fear. It was the most beautiful and terrible sight he had ever beheld. Effulgent tendrils of energy reached across millions of klomters of trackless emptiness toward the battered transport craft, like the probing fingers of some great, grasping hand.

Frane heard Nozomi gasp as she cowered behind him, as though the image threatened to reach straight through the cramped vessel's viewer and grab her.

"Have faith," Frane said. As a Neyel who had forsworn his own people's conquest-hardened traditions to live among society's slaves and outcasts, he knew well that faith was often the only thing that sustained him. To comfort Nozomi, he took one of her hands even as her graceful forked tail gently entwined with his. He gently disengaged from the female Neyel after noticing that one of her feet was grasping his leg hard enough to whiten the gray flesh beneath his loose pilgrim's robe.

"I'm keeping station here," said Lofi, the female Sturr who was handling the helm as well as the sensor station. Because she belonged to a race of multipartite colony creatures -- one of the first local peoples, in fact, to be conquered by the ancestral Neyel after their arrival centuries ago in M'jallanish space -- Lofi was able to separate several of her rounded thoracic segments briefly in order to perform disparate simultaneous tasks. Looking toward Lofi, Frane considered how this ability had made the Sturr species so useful to the earliest, most expansion-bent generations of precursor Neyel, the eldest Oh-Neyel Takers who spread throughout the M'jallan region to build the Neyel Hegemony on the backs of dozens of conquered slave races.

Will my people ever expiate the shame of those sinful days? Frane wondered. He feared he already knew the answer.

Eager to chase those dark thoughts away, Frane turned his gaze back toward the great, slowly coruscating starburst of energy that filled the screen before him. He saw that the image was holding the attention of everyone else in the narrow, dimly lit control room.

"Can't we approach it more closely?" g'Ishea said, cuddling up against Fasaryl, her mate. Members of an indigenous species that had been displaced -- and then largely slaughtered -- to make room for the shining Neyel capital of Mechulak City and the other great metrosprawls of the Neyel Coreworld, g'Ishea and Fasaryl had never known a time when their kind had been free to graze unhindered. Frane could only wonder what it was like to live as a forced laborer on what had once been a bucolic paradise, toiling endlessly beneath the Neyel lash and the lidless eye of Holy Vangar, the Stone Skyworld that had orbited their planet since the times of the First Conquests. How would it be, he wondered, to live that way for a dozen generations without any hope of freedom?

Frane cast a questioning glance at Lofi -- or rather at the globular, leathery portion of Lofi to which her primary sensory cluster was attached.

"I would advise not getting any nearer to it than this," Lofi responded, an overtone of fear coming through the vocoder that rendered her guttural native utterances into Neyel-intelligible speech. "That phenomenon is throwing off spatial distortions like nothing I've ever seen before. I can't guarantee this ship will hold together if I let us drift any closer to them."

"Disappointing," Frane said, though he wasn't completely certain that he meant it.

"I'm more than happy to keep my distance," said Nozomi in a quavering voice. Her tail was wrapping nervously around Frane's waist again. He brushed the prehensile appendage aside with his own.

Frane turned toward her, prepared to offer a waspish observation about her tiresome, almost theatrical displays of faintheartedness. Why couldn't she keep her fears to herself, as he did?

"Why has this appeared?" Fasaryl said, pointing the opposable digits of one of his front hooves toward the tendrils of energy displayed on the screen.

"You know why, beloved," g'Ishea said, worrying her dewlap with her wide, rough tongue. "Because the Sleeper has at last begun to awaken." Though g'Ishea's low voice sounded calm, the gurgling noise emanating from her multiple digestive organs told Frane otherwise.

"So everyone keeps saying," Fasaryl said, clearly unsatisfied with the obvious answer.

Since the puzzling energetic phenomenon had abruptly appeared several weeks earlier, just pars'x from the very Coreworld itself, the Neyel intelligentsia had offered countless theories to account for it, as had the clergy, both on the cultural fringe and in the mainstream. To some it was a rare instance of interspatial slippage between adjoining regions of subspace. To others it was merely the beginning of yet another iteration of the cycle of cosmic death and rebirth, a phase that would take the universe billions more years to pass through entirely. To others it was merely a localized natural disaster, a thing of rare beauty and thankfully even rarer violence.

Frane knew that some saw the vast, multihued energy eruption as a cause for fearful rejoicing, because it had destroyed but a single Neyel-settled world.

So far, he thought.

Or was the expansive, colorful energy bloom, as those of a more secular bent had suggested, merely a temporary reopening of one of the long-neglected spatial rifts through which the Devilships of the Tholians had launched their savage attacks some ten generations back?

Frane felt certain he knew the true answer to the mystery. The real nature of the thing on the screen. And he knew that the other Seekers After Penance, the natives who had traveled with him to the ragged edge of this lovely, savage manifestation, shared his certainty deep down, regardless of their fears and doubts of the moment. Their own peoples, after all, had compiled the stories, had told and retold them for uncounted thousands of planetary cycles.

This blaze of unimaginable forces was nothing less than the Sleeper of M'jallanish legend, stirring at last from His aeons-long slumbers. And Frane was here to witness it.

Maybe we haven't come merely to watch the Awakening, he told himself, almost overwhelmed at the purity and audacity of his purpose now that he was finally able to stare directly down the maw of the Infinite. Perhaps we have come to help bring it about.

So that the Neyel, Frane's own people, might atone for the many crimes they had committed against virtually every sentient species they'd met in M'jallanish space -- at least before Aidan Burgess had come all the way from Auld Aerth and tried to show the Neyel the gross error of their ways.

The Seekers After Penance revered Federation Ambassador Burgess, and it was their devoir to complete what she had begun: to continue teaching the entire Neyel race the lessons of peace to which the long-dead, martyred diplomat had introduced them. Even if the aim of those lessons -- atonement -- cost the lives of everyone who had participated in the Neyel Conquests. Even if their heirs who perpetuated those injustices even now, knowingly or not, had to suffer -- along with native peoples too weak-willed to have even tried to oppose their conquerors.

"Is it true, Frane?" Fasaryl asked. "Is it true that every world in the M'jallan Cloud will vanish when the Sleeper finally comes fully awake?"

Frane nodded. "So say the legends of the His'lant. And those of the Sturr. And the tales of your ancient Oghen forebears as well."

"The His'lant Taletellers say that the Sleeper dreams all the worlds in the Cloud," said Nozomi. "And when the Sleeper awakens -- "

"The dream ends," Frane said, finishing her thought. Along with every evil act our people have ever perpetrated against those worlds.

Fasaryl shrugged his thick, bovine shoulders. "Or so say the stories. We won't know until and unless it happens."

"We already know that the Sleeper stirs," said g'Ishea, nodding toward the colorful energy pinwheel that now lay just a few hundred thousand klomters before them. "And that stirring has already wiped out at least one whole world. After Newaerth's disappearance, I need no further convincing."

Frane nodded grimly. The truth of g'Ishea's words was undeniable. Newaerth was no more, having vanished cataclysmically along with its entire planetary system, within days of the initial appearance of the colorful spatial distortions -- a beautiful blue world, settled only a century after the arrival of the ancestral Neyel in the Lesser M'jallan Cloud, extinguished by the stirrings of the Sleeper.

"Perhaps the Sleeper will spare us if we conduct the propitiation rituals," Nozomi said in a quiet, frightened voice.

Unlike Nozomi, Frane had no realistic expectations of being spared whatever divine wrath was about to engulf the entire region. Nor did he believe himself particularly worthy of any such mercies. But he was ready and willing to undertake the meditative ritual, if only on behalf of his companions, whose faith in the efficacy of the ancient native rites clearly exceeded his own. After all, why should his fellow travelers face summary death when it was his forebears, not theirs, who had truly earned the ire of the cosmos?

While still tending to the ship's instruments, Lofi detached one of her scaly, rainbow-colored thoracic segments. Its multijointed arms and sensory clusters immediately set about arranging the ritual materials on the deck before the viewer. Scuttling to and fro with purposeful deftness, she covered about a square metrik with a precise arrangement of colorful soils from the Sturr homeworld, mixing them with several large droplets of her own viscous body fluids, secreted directly from glands hidden benea... --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.


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23 of 27 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars "Red King" a bit slow, odd choice for plot Oct. 12 2005
By Antoine D. Reid - Published on Amazon.com
Format:Mass Market Paperback
The first book of the Titan series, "Taking Wing," was great. It was a nice follow-up to Nemesis, had the Titan crew coming together, playing around with Romulans politics. Great stuff. Yet, this one takes a rather odd step away. Don't get me wrong, it's not terrible, but it's also nothing to brag about. It's a rather average read that doesn't leave an impression like the first book did.

One problem, as described in other reviews, is the extensive list of characters. Who can keep up with all of them? It's not as if the last book came out a month or so ago so if you were to pick this one up, you may find yourself struggling to remember this or that unique character. What makes it so bad is that a lot of these characters are secondary or fill-ins. We haven't been given the chance to focus on the main group. I hardly can pin-point who the main characters are because everyone who appears is given equal importance. The crew is diverse, one of the most diverse in Starfleet history. We get it! It makes the book terribly hard to get through when you vaguely can recall or keep up with the two dozen or so characters that appear.

Second, there is no "gay agenda" going on. There's a gay character, so be it. Yet, I do feel that these authors, who do tend to include non-heterosexual characters in their works, are putting a bit too much emphasis on the character of Keru. What's the big deal about him? He appeared in "Rogue Agent" and wasn't exactly a ground-breaking character. He appears in the "Worlds of DS9." He appears in the Riker-Troi honeymoon story in "The Captain's Table" anthology. Yet, he's not terribly interesting. Yet, he's given the most attention perhaps out of any of the "new characters" and it gets annoying. We barely get to know anything more about Dr. Ree, nor do we get anymore on Melora Pazlar, who appeared in a DS9 episode.

As for the plot, this is another nit-pick. Why go from the stand-point of something truly original to revisiting one of your own novels? The Neyel are a race created by these same authors in the Excelsior Lost Era novel "The Sundered." It seems as if the authors simply wanted to do a follow-up to that novel and bring in the Titan crew. The entire "Red King" idea seems hard to understand simply because the authors never really focus in on it. It goes from being something intriguing to suddenly become another big-space threat that the crew must out-think. And they do, but even that seems to go too easily.

The authors make Keru's coma a big plot, yet the resolution is quick and simplistic. They make a big deal about the "Red King" but that plot comes off as unoriginal by the end. You feel as if you've seen it before, probably in a dozen Star Trek episodes. Even the Tuvok-Akaar conflict, once revealed, seemed a bit "Oh. That's all?" I wouldn't go so far as to call the book campy, but perhaps terribly predictable and under-whelming. There are some good plots that simply aren't carried out well. They seemed to realize there was no real humanoid threat or bad guy, so instead, they turn Donatra, who's been the rather good-Romulan with a lot on her shoulders, into the bad guy. Why destroy a good character like that? Why revisit "The Sundered" in a new series' second book? It seems a bit wasteful of space and money to find that the authors decide to hype up their past work more so than continue to build up the new series.

That being said, the book is okay. It's sort of a quick read, but feels slow due to all of the characters packed in and the hand-full of plots being tossed at you. Hopefully, when a new author's take on the series and characters coming up in "Orion's Hounds," Titan will be a tad bit more original and interesting than this installment. Buy at your own risk/interest.
6 of 6 people found the following review helpful
2.0 out of 5 stars Weak Sept. 1 2009
By M. Sullivan - Published on Amazon.com
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This book was something of a chore to get through. First off, the book comes hot off the heals of the first book, which wasn't terribly interesting either. Second, the story takes place in the Small Magellanic Cloud with a race apparently introduced by these authors in an obscure Lost Era novel. (I say obscure as I've read the vast majority of Trek novels, but that one was beyond my notice.) The use of this "race" left me wondering what I'd missed in their back story, but really the Neyel are wildly unimportant. Third, the Red King conflict makes little-to-no-sense. The authors borrowed an idea from a DS9 episode, but the problem was they borrowed it from a bad DS9 episode. I'm a rabid DS9 fan, so trust me when I say that wasn't their best work.

There is a conflict between Tuvok and the admiral that doesn't really make a lot of sense. How can a Vulcan have a decades-old feud? The feud also brings up some kind of advanced mental prowess that the admiral and his race apparently possess. Basically, the whole storyline feels like it's reaching too far, a few hundred thousand light years too far.

The Red King doesn't make for a good story because the Red King isn't really a character or a villian. The conflict is strained. The characters just aren't compelling. The first and second Titan books spend far too more time describing wildly non-humanoid races than telling a story. Skip and go directly to Orion's Hounds.
4 of 5 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars Good But... Oct. 19 2005
By Amazon Customer - Published on Amazon.com
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I liked the story although it seems that it was too short and too complicated. Almost as though there was meant to be a third book on the subject. I wish people would shut up on the diversity and gay issues. The "gay issue" if you could call it that is just one character and it's not like it's overbearing. It's nothing to get your panties in a bunch about. The diversity is a welcome change, it gives you a chance to learn more about other races in the Federation and how they work together. If there are supposed to be ~150 worlds in the Federation they can't all be human or human look alikes. In my honest opinion the only reason for all the humanoid characters was because the original budget and available technology just didnt allow for too much creativity.

Onto the story itself. I liked the concept and the ideas but I felt that it was rushed. I would have prefered to see more on the problems and resolutions instead of just big problems with quick solutions. I suppose the "getting lost in space" thing is old now but it could have taken them some more problem solving to get back home.
4 of 5 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars Star Trek Titan The Red King Sept. 28 2005
By Jordan Clarke - Published on Amazon.com
Format:Mass Market Paperback
I ordered both this book and the first, however the second book arrived before the first and I have to admit I couldn't contain myself to wait so I read Red King first. Myself not having read the first book, was a little bit confused with all the characters and how to pronounce all the characters names and in the end a lot of them just merged into one. I also found that having not encounter many gay characters in the Star Trek universe and that there where three evident in this novel, not counting Sean Hawk who was killed in ST: First Contact, was a bit startling at first. I don't have anything against gay people in star trek, but having so many in one book was quite a new experience, but I guess Titan is all about diversity. Overall I found the book slow and boring in some places with some of the dialouge a bit wooden. I still however managed to read the book in three days. The thing I did like about the book was it's re-introduction of the Neyel, which was quite enjoyable after reading "The Sundered" also by Micheal A.Martin. I would recommend this book, only if you are a big TNG fan.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars I really want to like this series. Feb. 6 2007
By A Superfriend - Published on Amazon.com
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Riker, Troi and Tuvok on The Titan. I'm sold. I love the idea. Riker and Troi were always my favorite on The Next Generation. I always thought Riker would make and intense, cowboy-like captain. Throw in a little Voyager by adding Tuvok. I think it's great. Now, on to the title of this review... I really want to like this series. I wasn't that impressed with the debut novel, Taking Wing, but I figured given some time this could prove to be a good series. I think The Red King is a step in the right direction. My main problem with this series is the focus on the authors' original characters and the ridiculous amount of diversity within the crew. Now before I'm sued, let me just say that I'm all for diversity. This book just takes it to an almost comical level. To name a few examples, we have the dude who can seperate his body and make each segment act individually. The doctor recently escaped from Jurassic Park, and don't even get me started on the lady who can only breath water... I mean she wears a special water suit on the bridge! A water suit. It's too much. I'm fine with the Klingons, Ferengi, Cardassians, Bajorans, etc. I just think Dino Doctor, Water Lady and their wacky friends are a bit over the top. The vast majority of the people who read these books are doing it for Riker, Troi and Tuvok. Some of the original characters are very intersting, but most are very forgettable yet have equal page time with the heavy hitters. It's unbalanced and a little disappointing. All in all, I'd say this book is worth a read. Still, I am anxious to read book three; it is written by a different writer and I look forward to getting a new perspective on this promising series.

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