{"id":379,"date":"2025-07-10T21:32:03","date_gmt":"2025-07-10T21:32:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/imperiumsaga.com\/?post_type=read-for-free&p=379"},"modified":"2026-09-22T12:00:53","modified_gmt":"2026-09-22T12:00:53","slug":"castor-pollux-the-adventure-on-the-prison-planet","status":"publish","type":"read-for-free","link":"https:\/\/imperiumsaga.com\/es\/read-for-free\/castor-pollux-the-adventure-on-the-prison-planet\/","title":{"rendered":"CASTOR POLLUX: LA AVENTURA EN EL PLANETA PRISI\u00d3N"},"content":{"rendered":"
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CASTOR POLLUX: LA AVENTURA EN EL PLANETA PRISI\u00d3N\n<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Un relato del universo Imperium\n<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t
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\u00a1La acci\u00f3n continua!<\/b><\/h2>


<\/b>Castor Pollux, el \u00faltimo h\u00e9roe pulp de la galaxia, <\/b>se enfrenta a una misi\u00f3n mortal que lo lleva al misterioso planeta prisi\u00f3n. Emboscado por naves enemigas y con cada segundo en su contra, Castor desata una batalla \u00e9pica que lo marcar\u00e1 para siempre.<\/span><\/p>

\u00bfQu\u00e9 secretos oculta el planeta prisi\u00f3n? \u00a1Desc\u00fabrelo en esta primera y explosiva aventura del universo Imperium! \u00a1No te lo pierdas!<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Cap\u00edtulo 1\u00a0<\/b><\/h1>

El encuentro en el bar<\/b><\/h1>

El aire se le estaba acabando.<\/span><\/p>

Castor Pollux ten\u00eda la espalda clavada contra el suelo pegajoso del bar, atrapado bajo un gigante de dos metros y medio, de piel gris, cabeza calva y una armadura segmentada como placas de hierro oscuro.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus Cneo apretaba con ambas manos el cuello de Castor, hundiendo los pulgares como tenazas. La cara del Harmock estaba a cent\u00edmetros de la suya, con la mand\u00edbula cuadrada, el ce\u00f1o como una roca y los ojos sin piedad.<\/span><\/p>

El borde de la visi\u00f3n de Castor se llen\u00f3 de chispas blancas. Si no hac\u00eda algo ahora, morir\u00eda. Sus dedos buscaron a ciegas algo, una botella, una silla, cualquier cosa, pero Lotus no le daba espacio.<\/span><\/p>

El bar rug\u00eda alrededor entre gritos, cristales rompi\u00e9ndose y pasos huyendo. Alguien intent\u00f3 separarlos y el gigante lo lanz\u00f3 contra unas mesas sin siquiera soltar a Castor.<\/span><\/p>

Gir\u00f3 apenas la cadera y sinti\u00f3 el borde met\u00e1lico de un soporte de mesa bajo su mano derecha. Lo agarr\u00f3 y tir\u00f3. La mesa se levant\u00f3 unos cent\u00edmetros y Lotus, con un gru\u00f1ido bajo y satisfecho, la aplast\u00f3 con el antebrazo como si quebrara una rama seca. Castor respiraba con dificultad. Nada de lo que intentaba funcionaba. El Harmock era demasiado fuerte.<\/span><\/p>

Entonces hundi\u00f3 el codo en la costilla expuesta, justo donde la armadura no cubr\u00eda del todo. El golpe reson\u00f3 en su propio brazo. Lotus ni pesta\u00f1e\u00f3. Solo apret\u00f3 m\u00e1s.<\/span><\/p>

\u2014Cazarrecompensas \u2014gru\u00f1\u00f3 el gigante, con la mand\u00edbula aplastada contra la sien de Castor\u2014. Jur\u00e9 que te matar\u00eda la pr\u00f3xima vez que te viera, y por el gran Dios de la galaxia que voy a cumplirlo.<\/span><\/p>

Castor sinti\u00f3 la sangre martill\u00e1ndole las sienes. Sus brazos comenzaban a ceder.<\/span><\/p>

En medio del caos, vio la gladius a dos metros de distancia, junto a una pata de silla partida. La empu\u00f1adura reluc\u00eda con un brillo fr\u00edo.<\/span><\/p>

He reached out an arm, but Lotus drove his full weight down on him and twisted his shoulder. Castor pressed his palm against the floor, found traction, and with the last bit of oxygen in his throat, suddenly let his body go limp.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus, sensing the change, leaned in to finish him off. And that was his mistake.<\/span><\/p>

Castor drove his knee between them and created enough space to turn his hip. The giant\u2019s weight shifted just enough.<\/span><\/p>

He pulled his left hand free and dug his fingers into Lotus\u2019s throat. Lotus growled, and his hands loosened slightly. Castor needed no more than that. He pushed off, rolled toward the gladius, and grabbed it before Lotus could react.<\/span><\/p>

From the floor, he activated discharge mode. The gladius hummed as Castor pressed the grip against the Harmock\u2019s side.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus arched as if a bolt of lightning had gone through him. His muscles contracted in violent waves, and his teeth ground together.<\/span><\/p>

The giant fell to one side, hitting the floor with a crash that silenced the bar.<\/span><\/p>

No one moved. Some of the patrons who had taken cover behind the tables peeked out, but none seemed willing to come closer. Castor kept his eyes on the Harmock until he saw that his chest was still rising and falling. He needed to deliver him alive to Nexum 1. After all that, losing the bounty because he had used too much force would have been a terrible way to end the day.<\/span><\/p>

Castor remained on his knees, trying to catch his breath. He brought a hand to his neck and felt the marks left by the Harmock\u2019s fingers. Then he stood.<\/span><\/p>

He was a powerfully built man with broad shoulders and strong features. His black combat suit fit closely beneath segments of reinforced armor. A faint orange \u201cV\u201d glowed on his chest, an emblem few remembered anymore. He had dark hair, a firm jaw, and equally dark eyes that remained fixed on the giant lying at his feet.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cAlive,\u201d he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. \u201cI wanted you alive.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The bounty said alive.<\/span><\/p>

He walked over.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cLotus Cneo, wanted on eight planets for technology theft, sabotage of security systems, vandalism… and for beating up four Imperium officials. An impressive record. But it all ends here. You\u2019ll be sent to Nexum 1, where you\u2019ll finally answer for your crimes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

When he bent down to drag him, the Harmock\u2019s weight demanded more effort than he had expected.<\/span><\/p>

The bar on Terminus was filled with smugglers, bounty hunters, fugitives, and creatures from different corners of Imperium. It was not the kind of place where anyone asked too many questions.<\/span><\/p>

The murmuring had not stopped completely, but it had changed. Many watched in silence, deciding whether it was worth getting involved.<\/span><\/p>

Castor started toward the exit, dragging the Harmock by the arm, step by step, with the gladius deactivated but ready in his other hand. Some patrons backed away as he passed. Others pretended not to see him.<\/span><\/p>

An old alien with corroded implants in his temple muttered something in a strange dialect as he watched Lotus being dragged across the floor. The tone caught Castor\u2019s attention.<\/span><\/p>

He did not need to understand every word to get the meaning.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus caught on a fallen chair. Castor pulled hard until he freed him and continued toward the door. He was only a few yards from the exit when several individuals began moving at the same time.<\/span><\/p>

Then he saw them.<\/span><\/p>

Three aliens stood near the main entrance. One wore a synthetic leather jacket with faded insignia. Another had a bright scar running across his cheek from ear to chin. The third held a short weapon beneath his coat, old but still deadly.<\/span><\/p>

Behind them, others began to move, spread throughout the bar and waiting for a signal.<\/span><\/p>

Castor stopped. He felt the air grow heavy, as if the entire bar were holding its breath. He stopped dragging Lotus. The three blocked the only visible exit.<\/span><\/p>

He tilted his head slightly, judging the distance.<\/span><\/p>

The one with the scar spat on the floor.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYou\u2019re not taking him, Earther.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cWant to bet?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The one with the weapon took a step forward. Castor looked up at the large lamp hanging above them, made of glass, rusted metal, and old chains. The gladius moved half an inch in his hand, not toward the alien, but upward. The others smiled, thinking they had him cornered.<\/span><\/p>

Castor fired.<\/span><\/p>

The lamp exploded above them. Glass rained down in a glittering shower, forcing all three back amid shouts and smoke. For a moment, the bar was plunged into darkness, broken by sparks and curses.<\/span><\/p>

Without looking back, Castor grabbed the Harmock by the arms and dragged him through the side door onto the open ground outside, where the dry heat of Terminus hit him like a wall.<\/span><\/p>

Dust hung beneath the reddish sky, and three open-frame buggies waited in front of the bar with their engines off.<\/span><\/p>

The men came out after him, firing before he reached the first one.<\/span><\/p>

Castor dropped Lotus onto the back seat and threw himself behind the wheel as a laser bolt sent a spark flying from the chassis inches from his hand. The engine answered with a harsh roar when he floored the pedal, and the vehicle shot forward, kicking up a white cloud that hid the entrance to the bar.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cAurora,\u201d he said without taking his eyes off the terrain, \u201cstart the engines. Open the hatch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The reply came clearly through his earpiece.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cEngines ready in forty seconds. I detect active hostilities on the surface.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Another shot passed over his head and struck a rusted tower beside the road. The terrain ahead was a trap of metal debris and poorly covered trenches. The buggy jumped as it crossed a crack, and Lotus nearly went flying out. Castor held him in place without looking as the engine\u2019s vibration traveled up his arms.<\/span><\/p>

Behind him, two more buggies launched into pursuit, their headlights cutting through the dust like knives.<\/span><\/p>

They gained ground quickly. Castor pushed his buggy to the limit as he dodged abandoned machinery and metal plates half buried in the sand. Every bump sent them bouncing, and Lotus\u2019s unconscious body shifted from side to side in the back seat. On one particularly sharp turn, Castor had to extend an arm to keep the Harmock from ending up on the ground while steering the vehicle with the other hand.<\/span><\/p>

The first buggy came close enough for Castor to hear its engine over his own. A shot streaked past his head, and another tore fragments from a rusted structure ahead of him. Castor changed course without slowing down, forcing the gunman to adjust his aim as the three vehicles raced through the maze of hangars and pipes on Terminus.<\/span><\/p>

One of the gunmen stood up in the back seat of the nearest vehicle and aimed calmly. The next shot grazed the right side of Castor\u2019s buggy and violently shook the frame.<\/span><\/p>

It had not pierced the structure, but the chassis would not hold up much longer.<\/span><\/p>

He turned between two hangars and drove through a cloud of steam as an enemy blast ruptured a nearby pipe.<\/span><\/p>

Steam covered the road for several seconds. Castor could barely make out the silhouettes of the obstacles appearing ahead, but easing off the accelerator would have allowed his pursuers to catch him. He emerged from the cloud just as the terrain opened up again and saw a poorly supported sheet of metal directly ahead. He had no room to go around it.<\/span><\/p>

The buggy jumped and landed hard on the other side. His teeth slammed together and tension shot through his back, but he kept control and never lifted his foot from the pedal.<\/span><\/p>

The other buggy tried to copy the maneuver and landed badly. Its tire blew when it hit the uneven ground, and the vehicle flipped over in a cloud of orange dust.<\/span><\/p>

One left.<\/span><\/p>

The last buggy accelerated until it pulled alongside him on the left and tried to ram him.<\/span><\/p>

The two vehicles collided once and separated. The impact made the frame creak, and Lotus slammed against the seatback. The other buggy immediately came at him again, this time trying to push them toward a row of columns supporting an old cargo structure. Castor held his course until the other driver had fully committed to the maneuver. He judged the distance and slammed on the brakes just before impact.<\/span><\/p>

The other buggy shot past and crashed into a metal column, bending the frame and sending the gunman flying.<\/span><\/p>

Castor could already see the Centurion 1 at the end of the open ground, with the ramp lowered and the blue engines running. The buggy skidded to a stop in front of the ship, nearly overturning.<\/span><\/p>

Castor jumped out before it had completely stopped, grabbed the Harmock by the arms, and pulled him out of the buggy. The weight nearly brought him down. Lotus hit the ground with a grunt, and Castor had to brace himself with both legs before he could start dragging him toward the ramp.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cCastor,\u201d Aurora warned. \u201cHostile forces approaching. I recommend immediate takeoff.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

A laser bolt struck the ground inches from his boot. Castor kept pulling.<\/span><\/p>

Another shot ricocheted off Lotus\u2019s lead-gray armor as he finally reached the ramp.<\/span><\/p>

There he changed position. He grabbed the Harmock by one arm and began climbing backward, pulling him while the huge body slid across the inclined metal. Every step took effort. Lotus moved only a few inches at a time.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThey\u2019re entering firing range.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI said not yet!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

A shot struck the edge of the ramp and sent up a shower of sparks. Another passed beside Castor and slammed into the interior of the ship.<\/span><\/p>

He gritted his teeth and kept pulling. With one last effort, he managed to drag Lotus completely inside and fell backward beside him.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cNow!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The hatch began to close.<\/span><\/p>

The shots came almost at the same time. One struck the outside of the ramp. Another exploded against the metal as it rose. A third hit the hatch when only a narrow opening remained and sent a shower of sparks into the interior.<\/span><\/p>

The ramp finished closing.<\/span><\/p>

The Centurion 1 took off.<\/span><\/p>

The noise outside faded into a deep, controlled hum.<\/span><\/p>

A hologram greeted him. The image slowly materialized, revealing a woman of enigmatic beauty. Her long black hair fell softly over her shoulders, contrasting with her pale skin. Her deep violet eyes radiated a hypnotic calm, as if they could see beyond the tangible. She wore a short white Greco-Roman-style tunic that fit closely to her figure. Her hologram floated just above the floor, like a celestial entity amid the technology.<\/span><\/p>

Aurora slowly circled Lotus Cneo, who was still unconscious.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI see you caught him,\u201d she said softly.<\/span><\/p>

Castor leaned against the wall to catch his breath, his neck still burning. He immediately got moving again and secured Lotus in the cargo seat with reinforced cuffs and a short chain around his ankles. The Harmock would have limited mobility when he woke up, but not enough to cause any harm.<\/span><\/p>

Then Castor sat at the controls and activated the navigation systems as the Centurion passed through the atmosphere and the void opened before them.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus began to regain consciousness a few minutes later. He strained against the cuffs with a deep growl and looked around.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cEarther, when I get loose, I\u2019ll crush you like an insect!\u201d he howled in fury.<\/span><\/p>

Castor looked at him with disdain as he bit into a sandwich. He was relaxed, his feet resting on the ship\u2019s controls.<\/span><\/p>

Lotus pulled at the cuffs again. The metal held, although the seat groaned under the Harmock\u2019s strength. Castor watched the effort, then calmly returned to his sandwich.<\/span><\/p>

Aurora appeared in front of him.<\/span><\/p>

\u2014Tenemos dos naves acerc\u00e1ndose a gran velocidad.<\/span><\/p>

El cazarrecompensas apenas levant\u00f3 la vista de su s\u00e1ndwich.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI don\u2019t recognize their origin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Without hurrying, he activated the intercom.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cSpacecraft licensed IGBX-312346, registered with the Imperium Space Authority, reporting. Identify yourselves. Repeat, identify yourselves.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThey\u2019re approaching even faster,\u201d she insisted, without changing her tone.<\/span><\/p>

Castor set the sandwich aside and fixed his eyes on the screen.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cTheir flight patterns do not correspond to any civilian or military model registered in Imperium databases.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Castor enlarged the image on the display. The ships showed no insignia or identification signals, and their design resembled nothing he had ever seen along the routes of Imperium. One began moving off to the left while the second maintained a direct course toward them. Lotus stopped struggling against the cuffs and stared at the screen.<\/span><\/p>

Castor kept watching the display.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cFriends of yours?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Lotus shook his head.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI don\u2019t know them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Until then, Castor had assumed they were rival bounty hunters, a frontier patrol, or smugglers with some outstanding score to settle. Lotus\u2019s answer ruled out those possibilities.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThey\u2019re attacking us,\u201d Aurora confirmed.<\/span><\/p>

Castor took the controls.<\/span><\/p>

\u2014Impacto en 15 segundos.<\/span><\/p>

\u00bfQui\u00e9n est\u00e1 atacando a Castor\u2026 y por qu\u00e9?<\/i><\/b><\/p>

\u00bfLograr\u00e1 sobrevivir a esta emboscada en el espacio profundo?<\/i><\/b><\/p>

\u00bfY qu\u00e9 destino le espera en Nexum 1, el planeta prisi\u00f3n?<\/i><\/b><\/p>

Los disparos han comenzado. El enemigo no da tregua.<\/span><\/i><\/p>

Y t\u00fa apenas has presenciado el primer asalto.<\/span><\/i><\/p>

\u00bfTienes el valor de seguir hasta el final?<\/i><\/b><\/p>

Disponible en Amazon<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/p>

Sobre esta serie:<\/i><\/b><\/p>

Relatos cortos pulp dentro del universo Imperium.<\/b><\/p>

Cada libro es una aventura autoconclusiva protagonizada por Castor Pollux en un planeta distinto, enfrentando nuevos enemigos, peligros y misterios.<\/span> Puedes comenzar por cualquiera.<\/b><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t

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