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Category:
M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
5,282
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Death Row
Chapter 2: Death Row
Space Marshal Chief Carmine is waiting on us. At 43 years old he's a very handsome man. Standing at 6'1", he's very toned, sporting a crew cut, he has dirty blond hair with dark green eyes. He's pacing back and forth in front of the Command Bridge.
"Listen carefully, a brigand ship has just been spotted on the Terzago system. We've been especially called in because of our reputation with such situations. The following Officers will immediately go to the launch platform and prepare to seize the ship " silently I say a prayer *Pick me, please pick me* he runs down the list he's holding.
"Officer Warner & Officer Brown" the men step forward, salute the Chief and disappear to the platform. He insists in sending us in pairs *Come on* I plead. "Officer Smith & Officer Richards" ~ *YEEESSSS! * I almost jump up from the excitement. Chief Carmine notices and grins at me. Deacon and I run down the hull to the launch platform.
"Who ever gets there first, flies!" I yell behind me ~ he may be robust but I'm faster. We run down the corridors, the sounds of airlocks and laughter is all you can hear.
I reach the door panel and hurriedly punch in my code, the airlock opens and I dart inside the flight cruiser plopping down on the pilots seat. Deacon occupies the co-pilots seat and gives me a riled look. We prep the ship, awaiting launch instruction from the tower.
"This is Orson warship Beta-3-Alpha-1, ready for launch" it takes about a minute for them to respond.
"Beta-3-Alpha-1 you are ready for take off, I repeat, you're ready for take off"
"Let's rock and roll baby" I hit my thrusters and we are off, shaky at first but once we break through atmosphere and are in open space the flight is smooth. I love to fly, Orson Base camp sits just outside its planet. I take a second to admire the three moons shinning mysteriously.
We wait until we are out of orbit range and commence entering destination codes. Once our destination is confirmed we start the jump countdown.
"Five, four, ready, steady..." I hit the star jump button and all goes blurry. *Thank God I didn"t eat anything* my stomach feels like it's being pressed against my back. The feeling is only momentary, our view begins to clear and the anxiety wears off.
"I hate star jumps" Deacon confesses looking sick.
"Richards, Smith can you hear me?" Chief Carmine's voice comes through the comm. unit.
"Loud and clear Chief." he asks our position "We are now entering the Terzago star system Sir" Our instructions are to report once we find the pirate ship. An hour or so goes by before we track it down.
"Hey Nyla we got something on the scanners" Deacon brings up the info on the screens. The readouts seem standard at first; ships name is Death Row, it's unregistered which is no surprise, weapons search comes up positive "They're packing" I warn the others. But this is strange, a 2 man crew?
"There are only 2 men aboard. Doesn't that seem odd?" I ask Deacon who nods. "Pirates usually travel in packs of 10 or more," I add.
"Maybe they're not our usual pirates" Deacon says in a spooky voice. A beep sounds from my system control. * They know were here*
"Initial Detectios bes been engaged, they'll be ready for us" I call command center and report our status. Chief gives us the OK to proceed, cautiously. Deacon connects with their communication device.
"This is Orson Military Space Force, identify your selves" Deacon speaks with his authoritative voice, I nod with my approval. No response ~ big surprise.
"Get ready to wheel them in boys" I inform, Deacon begins to engage the tractor beam. Once again my system control informs me something is out of place.
"Shit! They have their radar locked on to us" I strap my self back down to my seat. Deacon gets on his comm. system.
"Prepare for an attack!" he yells, "Shields on!" he's pretty good under pressure. We're jerked a bit as the beam begins to g thg their ship closer to ours.
To be continued...
Space Marshal Chief Carmine is waiting on us. At 43 years old he's a very handsome man. Standing at 6'1", he's very toned, sporting a crew cut, he has dirty blond hair with dark green eyes. He's pacing back and forth in front of the Command Bridge.
"Listen carefully, a brigand ship has just been spotted on the Terzago system. We've been especially called in because of our reputation with such situations. The following Officers will immediately go to the launch platform and prepare to seize the ship " silently I say a prayer *Pick me, please pick me* he runs down the list he's holding.
"Officer Warner & Officer Brown" the men step forward, salute the Chief and disappear to the platform. He insists in sending us in pairs *Come on* I plead. "Officer Smith & Officer Richards" ~ *YEEESSSS! * I almost jump up from the excitement. Chief Carmine notices and grins at me. Deacon and I run down the hull to the launch platform.
"Who ever gets there first, flies!" I yell behind me ~ he may be robust but I'm faster. We run down the corridors, the sounds of airlocks and laughter is all you can hear.
I reach the door panel and hurriedly punch in my code, the airlock opens and I dart inside the flight cruiser plopping down on the pilots seat. Deacon occupies the co-pilots seat and gives me a riled look. We prep the ship, awaiting launch instruction from the tower.
"This is Orson warship Beta-3-Alpha-1, ready for launch" it takes about a minute for them to respond.
"Beta-3-Alpha-1 you are ready for take off, I repeat, you're ready for take off"
"Let's rock and roll baby" I hit my thrusters and we are off, shaky at first but once we break through atmosphere and are in open space the flight is smooth. I love to fly, Orson Base camp sits just outside its planet. I take a second to admire the three moons shinning mysteriously.
We wait until we are out of orbit range and commence entering destination codes. Once our destination is confirmed we start the jump countdown.
"Five, four, ready, steady..." I hit the star jump button and all goes blurry. *Thank God I didn"t eat anything* my stomach feels like it's being pressed against my back. The feeling is only momentary, our view begins to clear and the anxiety wears off.
"I hate star jumps" Deacon confesses looking sick.
"Richards, Smith can you hear me?" Chief Carmine's voice comes through the comm. unit.
"Loud and clear Chief." he asks our position "We are now entering the Terzago star system Sir" Our instructions are to report once we find the pirate ship. An hour or so goes by before we track it down.
"Hey Nyla we got something on the scanners" Deacon brings up the info on the screens. The readouts seem standard at first; ships name is Death Row, it's unregistered which is no surprise, weapons search comes up positive "They're packing" I warn the others. But this is strange, a 2 man crew?
"There are only 2 men aboard. Doesn't that seem odd?" I ask Deacon who nods. "Pirates usually travel in packs of 10 or more," I add.
"Maybe they're not our usual pirates" Deacon says in a spooky voice. A beep sounds from my system control. * They know were here*
"Initial Detectios bes been engaged, they'll be ready for us" I call command center and report our status. Chief gives us the OK to proceed, cautiously. Deacon connects with their communication device.
"This is Orson Military Space Force, identify your selves" Deacon speaks with his authoritative voice, I nod with my approval. No response ~ big surprise.
"Get ready to wheel them in boys" I inform, Deacon begins to engage the tractor beam. Once again my system control informs me something is out of place.
"Shit! They have their radar locked on to us" I strap my self back down to my seat. Deacon gets on his comm. system.
"Prepare for an attack!" he yells, "Shields on!" he's pretty good under pressure. We're jerked a bit as the beam begins to g thg their ship closer to ours.
To be continued...