Category: Plain of Vorg

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The Man with a Mission

















	














It seemed that all Trigan City was gathered on the great plain outside the walls.  The announcer’s voice stilled the multitude to silence.

Now for the most thrilling sporting event of the lunar year! I give you . . . Lukaz Rann!

. . . Champion rocketeer of the Trigan Empire and the planet Elekton! And today, Lukaz Rann will attempt to break his own height record of thirty-thousand fromms!

Rocketeering was the most dangerous sport known, and Lukaz Rann was its most intrepid hero.

Three—two—one—zero—fire!

The living projectile streaked skywards.

He’s done it! He’s broken his own record! The height indicator gives thirty-one thousand—thirty-two thousand fromms!

Now he’s parting from his rocket! He . . . he’s in trouble!
























	














Before the horrified gaze of thousands of upturned eyes, the rocketeer’s rescue equipment failed on opening.

Lukaz fell thirty-three thousand fromms into the waters of Trigan Bay.

By great good fortune, he was picked up by a pleasure boat.

Careful with him, wife.

When news of the mishap was brought to the Emperor, Trigo summoned Peric, Elekton’s top scientist.

The surgeons are operating on Lukaz Rann immediately. I should like you to be present and give them the benefit of your vast knowledge of the healing arts.

Gladly, Imperial Majesty.

Throughout the rising and setting of many suns, the rocketeer’s life hung in the balance.

The surgeons’ skills seemed to bring success. Before long, Lukaz Rann was able to take a few steps.

Do you see me, Peric? In no time at all, I’ll be riding a rocket again!

Lukaz, I have news for you.

Lukaz, you are possibly the bravest person on this planet. But steel yourself! What I am going to tell you is going to test your courage to the breaking point!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 699 on 7 June 1975.

 
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The Great Flood

















	














The amazing story of life on the planet Elekton, far out in space, was learnt by people on Earth when a strange craft crashed in a swamp in Florida, in the U.S.A.

What is it, Dad?

Son! We’re going to leave this to the cops!

The craft and its dead crew were subjected to the most detailed scrutiny . . .

It is clear that these quasihuman creatures are not of our galaxy, and that their intelligence is the equal or more—of our own . . .

The heart of the mystery lay in the printed books that were carried aboard the craft. It took Professor P.R. Haddon of Boston, Massachusetts a lifetime of work to decipher the alien writings.

I’ve done it at last!

The books told of another world in deep space: the planet Elekton in the galaxy of Yarna. The greatest power on Elekton is the Trigan Empire, ruled over by its founder, the Emperor Trigo. Much of the story of the Trigan Empire has already been recounted. We now continue with the beginning of the Seventh Book.

It was in the second year of Serth (begins the seventh book) that dwellers in the river valleys beyond the plain of Vorg noticed a strange phenomenon.

Look! Water’s coming up out of the floor!

The river’s never been so high in living memory!

And there hasn’t been a drop of rain all this long, hot summer!
























	














The Air Fleet Carrier ‘Daveli’ was cruising in the southern ocean and the crews were practising landings.

Janno, the Emperor’s nephew, received a fateful summons that day.

Lieutenant, there’s a message from Trigan City. You’re to return there at once, to attend an Imperial conference.

An Imperial conference?—About what, I wonder?

The following day, Janno took his place in the vast audience chamber of the Imperial Palace. Present were the members of the Imperial Family, Heads of States, and Military Chiefs of the Empire. Elekton’s top Scientist, Peric, rose to address them. His opening words stunned them into silence . . .

My friends! . . . This planet is faced with disaster!

It has been observed in all parts of the empire—as you all know well—that water levels are rising, despite the summer’s drought. This is caused by the melting of the ice caps at our poles, which, in its turn, is caused by the present proximity of our suns.

Peric touched a button—and a large model was unveiled.

This, as you will recognise, is the plain of Vorg and the mountains that flank it on each side. At the far end of the plain, on the river Vorg, is Trigan City . . .

He touched another button. Instantly, there was a rushing of waters . . . a devastating inundation!

Watch closely!—Trigan City is being carried away!

This, my friends, is what will happen in three lunar months’ time! By that time, all the rest of the planet will be under water! The destruction of Trigan City will spell the end of life on the planet Elekton!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 635 on 16 March 1974.