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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: Once again Cosmic Agent Mac Malsenn from "Sex Pirates of the Blood Asteroid" confronts his nemesis, the arch-fiend Nivek, in a titanic conflict which may well destroy the entire universe--and more!

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Imagine 12, 1984
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2004

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Words: 2966
Reading time: 8-11 min.
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Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.

Meanwhile, the Cosmic Patrol's evening recruiting session was going well, with Cosmic Agent Mac Malsenn as its chief attraction. Malsenn was demonstrating the virtuosity of the trained Agent by juggling a dozen forty-pound sacks of thulium granules with his left hand, whilst his right operated the incredibly sensitive controls of the genetic manipulation device with which he was creating a hitherto unknown species of telepathic whelk. His voice was calm as he snapped out his moves in thirty-five simultaneous games of 4-D chess; his chained-together legs moved with uncanny precision as they negotiated the murderous lava pits and banana skins of the Stage 10 Commando Assault Course. He was, of course, blindfolded. The casual observer would perhaps not have realized that his thoughts were elsewhere ... dwelling upon the loveliness of his sweetheart, Laura, who had told him only that morning she was his betrothed. Malsenn had a notion that "betrothed" meant "pal", and he was elated.

Inspired by his performance, recruits jostled one another for the privilege of becoming a Cosmic Agent and killing all the alien life forms they wished. The basic entrance test was a simple mental and physical one devised by Malsenn himself. At the rear door of the recruiting station, endless queues of numb-brained invalids emerged to jostle feebly to be the top man on the high-piled stretchers. No pansies were allowed in the Cosmic Patrol, an organization so exclusive that Malsenn was invariably the only marcher at its great pageants and parades (giving envious ones the chance to murmur that he was out of step).