Out Of The Dark – Snippet 01

David’s gotten me a copy of this upcoming TOR book of his and gave me permission to snippeted it.

Not sure how far we’ll get into it as it is due out Sept 28.

Out Of The Dark – Snippet 01

Out Of The Dark
By David Weber

For Fred and Joan Saberhagen.
Friends and inspirations, in more than one way.
I hope you like Basarab, Fred!



Year 73,764 of the Hegemony

“Garsul, are you watching this?”

Survey Team Leader Garsul grimaced. Just what, exactly, did Hartyr think he was doing? Of all the stupid, unnecessary, infuriating —

The team leader made himself stop and draw a deep breath. He also made himself admit the truth, which was that as effortlessly irritating as Hartyr could be anytime he tried, there was no excuse for allowing his own temper to flare this way. And it wouldn’t have been happening if he hadn’t been watching . . . and if both his stomachs hadn’t been hovering on the edge of acute nausea. Then there were his elevated strokain levels, not to mention the instinctual fight-or-flight reflexes (mostly flight in his species’ case, in point of fact) quivering down his synapses.

“Yes, Hartyr, I’m watching,” he heard his own voice say over the link. He knew it was his voice, even though it seemed preposterously calm given what was going on inside him at the moment. But his next words betrayed the fact that his calm was only voice-deep. “And did you have something in mind for us to do about it?” he asked pointedly.

“No, but surely….”

Hartyr’s reply began strongly only to taper off plaintively, and Garsul felt most of his irritation dissipate into something much more like sympathy. His deputy team leader’s natural officiousness and pomposity were an undeniable pain in the excretory orifice, and his fanatical devotion to paperwork was rare even among Barthoni. Hartyr was also prone to assume his answer was always the right answer to any problem that came along, and he was a pusher — the sort of fellow who would trample his own dam and herd brothers in pursuit of the tastiest grazing. But at this moment the sick horror echoing in the depths of his voice was completely understandable. It wasn’t going to make him likable (nothing was ever likely to accomplish that miracle), but Garsul felt an unusually powerful sense of kinship with Hartyr as he heard it.

“I wish there were something we could do to stop it, too,” he said more quietly. “Unfortunately, there isn’t. Unless we want to break protocol, at least.”

He heard Hartyr inhale at the other end of the link, but the deputy team leader didn’t respond to that last sentence. It did put their options — or, rather, their lack of options — into stark relief, Garsul reflected. The Hegemony Council had established its survey protocols long ago, and the Barthoni had played a prominent part in their creation. There was an excellent reason for each and every aspect of the protocols’ restrictions . . . including the need to restrain the enormous temptation for a survey team to intervene at a moment like this.

“Make sure Kurgahr and Joraym are recording this,” he said now. He could easily have passed the message himself, but it was kinder to give Hartyr something to do. “This is going to be an important part of our final report.”

“All right,” Hartyr acknowledged.

The easygoing, centaurlike Barthoni were singularly ill-suited to the sort of spit and polish some of the Hegemony’s other member species seemed to favor. A few of those other races made bad jokes about it, Garsul knew, but that was all right with him. He and his team didn’t need a lot of “sirs” or bowing and scraping to get on with their jobs. They knew who was in charge, just as they knew each of them (likable or not) was a highly trained and invaluable specialist. And every one of them was a volunteer, out here because they were the sort who always wanted to see what was on the other side of the next hill. And perhaps even more importantly, because of their race’s species-wide commitment to what the Hegemony Survey Force stood for.

Unlike some other species I could mention, he thought sourly, and returned his attention to the visual display.

The planet they were currently surveying — designated KU-197-20 — was a pleasant enough place. Its hydrosphere was a little more extensive than most Barthoni would really have preferred, and the local vegetation would have been poorly suited to their dietary requirements. But the temperature range was about right, and however unsustaining the planetary plant life might be, parts of it were tasty enough, and it came in shades of green that were undeniably easy on the eye.

The only real drawbacks, if he was going to be honest, were certain aspects of the planetary fauna. Especially the dominant planetary fauna.

At the moment, the scene the survey remotes were showing him was less green than it could have been, for a lot of reasons. First, because the area he was watching was well into local autumn, splashing the landscape with vivid color… and showing more than a few bare limbs, as well. Secondly, because those remotes were focused on a narrow strip of open ground between two patches of woodland, and that strip had been recently plowed. The even more recent rain had transformed the turned earth into a mud bath deep enough to satisfy even a Liatu, just waiting to happen. Which, he thought, only underscored the insanity of what he was watching. Surely the lunatic local sentients (and he used the term loosely) could have found a better spot for their current madness!


The new voice on the link belonged to Joraym, the team’s xenoanthropologist, and Garsul was darkly amused by his tentative tone. Joraym was the team member who’d been most insistent on their remembering that the local sentients — “humans,” they called themselves — were still mired deep in their planetary childhood. One could scarcely expect them to act like adults, and it would be both unfair and unjust to hold their behavior to the standards of civilized races. The team leader couldn’t quibble with Joraym’s analysis of KU-197-20’s dominant species, but the xenoanthropologist had been looking down his snout for “Barthoncentric prejudice” at anyone who criticized the “humans” ever since they’d arrived in- system. Garsul suspected it was Joraym’s way of demonstrating his own enlightened superiority to his teammates.

“Yes, Joraym?” he said aloud.

“Can I deploy some audio remotes?” the xenoanthropologist requested.

“Why in Clahrdu’s name d’you want to do that? The video’s going to be bad enough!” Garsul made a harsh sound deep in his throat. “I hope the Council’s going to put this under scholar’s seal when we get it home, but even some of the scholars I know are going to be losing their lunches if this is half as bad as I think it’s going to be!”

“I know. I know!” Joraym sounded unhappy, but he also sounded determined.
“It’s not often we get a chance to actually see something like this happen, though,” he continued. “We don’t do it, and neither do most of the other races, but from what we’ve been able to determine about the local societal units, these . . . people think this is a reasonable way to settle political differences. Hopefully, if I can get the pickups close enough to the leaders on each side, I’ll be able to establish that and monitor their reactions and decisions as the . . . effort proceeds.”

“And just why is that so important?” Garsul demanded.

“Because some of my colleagues back home are going to reject my analysis without a hell of a lot of supporting data. It’s so alien to the way we think.”

“Excuse me, Joraym, but could that possibly be because they are aliens?”
Garsul heard the asperity in his own voice, but he didn’t really care.

“Well, of course it is!” the xenoanthropologist shot back. “But these creatures are more . . . comfortable with this than anyone else I’ve ever observed. They remind me a lot of the Shongairi, actually, and we all know how well that’s working out. I’m only saying I’d like to have as much substantiation as possible when our report goes before the Council. Their attitude just isn’t natural, even for omnivores, and I think we’re going to have to keep a very close eye on them for a long time to come. Thank Clahrdu they’re as primitive as they are! At least they’ve got time to do some maturing before we have to worry about them getting off-planet and infesting the rest of the galaxy!”

Garsul’s nostrils flared at the mention of the Shongairi. As far as he could tell these “humans” probably weren’t any worse than the Shongairi had been at the same stage in their racial evolution. On the other hand, they probably weren’t a lot better than the Shongairi had been, either. And as Joraym had just pointed out, unlike the Shongairi, they were omnivores, which made their behavior even more bizarre.

Which presented Garsul with an unwelcome command decision, given that never mentioned, never admitted to codicil to Survey’s official protocols. The one which had been slipped into place very quietly — by executive order and without any debate before the General Assembly of Races — after the Shongairi were granted Hegemony membership. This was the first time Garsul had actually found himself in the uncomfortable position of applying that codicil, but the classified clause of his mission orders made it clear one of his team’s responsibilities was to provide the Council with the means to evaluate any new species’ threat potential. Exactly what the Council meant to do with such an evaluation had never been explained to him, and he’d been careful not to ask, but Joraym’s last sentence had brought him squarely face-to-face with that classified clause.

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25 Responses to Out Of The Dark – Snippet 01

  1. Doug Lampert says:

    Great. It looks like another David Weber series. Can’t he just FINISH one?

  2. Drak Bibliophile says:

    Well, DW hadn’t *planned* on this being the start of a new series.

    He thought of this one as a “stand-alone” book.

    Apparently, TOR has talked him into writing more books in this universe but I doubt that DW will do as many books in this universe has he has in the Honorverse or plans to do in the Safehold universe.

  3. Summertime says:

    It would be good to have a prologue to let us know who these aliens are, what is their mission, what is the Hegemony, What time period is this on Earth, and what are the Earthians up to that alarms the aliens.

  4. Drak Bibliophile says:

    The next snippet will answer some of your questions.

    By the way, this book will be familar to those who read the Weber short (with the same title) in the _Warriors_ collection edited by George RR Martin.

  5. bfticardi says:

    Yep, pre-ordered this one already based upon the “Warriors” story of his I read. Looks like an expanded book from that story, which means more fleshed out background, characters, dialogue and of course info dumps as only Weber can do them! :-)

    Should be a good read. I’m surprised to hear that it’s going to be another series since I thought he was just fleshing out the short story into a one off book.

    I just hope the release of his other series books get spread out too much because he’s starting up this series. Most authors would be content to have one series in publication, much less two. Now DW has three…sounds complicated to me.

  6. Thirdbase says:

    Earthians are probably doing what Earthians do best.

    Wage war.

  7. robert says:

    Clearly some of TOR’s “other” major fantasy series’ are running out of steam (and boring readers to tears).

    @5 From what I hear, based on the last interview posted on his site, DW will have more than three series if he does make this one into something more than a trilogy. Think “MacClintock” for one.

  8. Robert H. Woodman says:

    @6 – Thirdbase, I don’t know about war. My first thought when I read it was that it was some sort of sporting event, like football or soccer.

  9. yelesabekul says:

    If DW finished all of his series, what would we have to look foward to, then?

  10. yelesabekul says:

    @8 People don’t think soccer is a reasonable way to settle political differences. If anything, it’s almost the opposite

  11. ET1swaw says:

    @5@7 Honor Harrington, Safehold, Roger MacClintock, War God’s Own, new book, 163x books, Torch and Shadows Honorverse, and others (i.e. Shiva, Empire, Hell’s gate, etc) that he might continue. 3 is far short!!!

  12. Dean says:

    @6 – Thirdbase, I don’t know about war. My first thought when I read it was that it was some sort of sporting event, like football or soccer.

    Maybe the aliens have just arrived at Woodstock? :)

  13. robert says:

    @10 Dean, not on a plowed field. The farmer would run them off. Must be an army or two.

  14. Summertime says:

    @#4, Drak: The Weber short story I remember from WARRIORS involved very warlike aliens who attacked Earth and were defeated by a resurgence of vampires. This story starts out talking about peaceful, herd descended aliens alarmed by Earth behavior. These do not sound at all like the same ideas. Am I wrong? Are you sure this story is related to the WARRIORS short story by Weber?

  15. Drak Bibliophile says:

    Summertime, the Hegemony (mentioned in the short and in the above snippet) is the “Galatic Federation” that the war-like Shongairi (invaders of Earth) belong to.

    If you reread the story in Warriors, you’ll see that the Shongairi feel “pinned in” by the mostly peaceful Hegemony, but the Hegemony was allowing the Shongairi to take over Earth.

  16. DJ says:

    A Vampire book. Aren’t there enought already. My local book store is already being overrun by vampire books. What’s next sexy tough chicks who fight werewolves?

  17. alejo says:

    Was surprised to see someone mention the War God series. I think Webber has too long neglected it. The third book promised a nice amount of intricacy introduced into the series. The ending was a bit silly though but, the rest was pretty good.

  18. ET1swaw says:

    @17 He added a short/novella when the first book was reissued, but nothing since then. Then again, with all his committments something has to take a backseat.

  19. LambdaDriver says:

    Check out amazon.com their book preview has the 1st 14 or so pages, all the prologue i think.

  20. Tom says:

    You know, the description of the battle to come reminds me of Agincourt. Autumn (October), plowed field…

  21. Summertime says:

    @#16 DJ: I think that Esther Freisner has probably done that, or will soon, in the CHICKS books she edits.

  22. Joel says:

    I agree with @1…just finish off some series before starting new projects. Honorverse has gone too long and is losing steam, and McClintock is too long neglected.

    Weber isn’t the only author I’ve seen do this, but it seems to me that since he got famous and successful, no editor can tell him to slim down. Dunno, maybe none are telling him that. I wish he’d return to the fast-paced stories he started with, though.

  23. D says:

    @17 alejo, either he’s lurking or someone passed on the message, but on David’s twitter account he posted.

    “Okay, this is for the Bahzell fans out there…I haven’t forgotten about you, and I hope to have more Norfressan goodness out there soon…”

  24. alejo says:

    @23, I am glad to hear it! He came up with some very compelling characters in that series and left some very interesting questions unanswered. Incidentally, I don’t think anyone mentioned the Hell’s Gate series with Linda Evans which he’s got two books written for. How many does that make? Good stuff there too though.

  25. AMMBD says:

    More more more :D

    My guess is an election.

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