A story that Disco made...

[dexben]

Chapter: 2a The second coming ..

Anna wakes .. the softness of her bed .. the covers half draped on the floor. It was a restless night sleep her dreams blurred now fading from her mind but blue unmistakenly blue.. she shakes her head clearing the remanants of the fitless sleep and with a push bounds off the bed and trots towards the shower. Thirty minutes later she is showered dressed and looking fit for duty .. her mind is clear and her mood light. "Johnson hot drop in five" she calls over the hanger.. There is no responce she already knows the boys in the control room are busy trying to match that time. It is a game she has been playing with them for some time now. Once round the sabre she darts eyes flicking about making sure the craft is all as it should be. She jumps into the cockpit canopy closing .. lights flicker on as she commands it, The sabre comes alive .. Anna yelps as the craft is dropped ..no warning no radio contact.. When the surprise has left her She keys up "Ahh that was better !! im going for four later" The only sound heard from the hood is a slight chuckle..

Anna kicks in the cruise and sets off on her patrol route .. With a smile and a wave to some nearby IMG miners she screams past the fields just waiting for the omnious ping of a contact. Not this time around, Dublin for a change is rather quiet. With jack away on a convoy and nothing bothering the miners anna relaxes "Essex McCarthy .. upload mission coordinates please." Moments later her screen is filled with information on a band of outcasts stiring up trouble in one of the fields. Punching in the coordinates she sets off to do battle.

Six targets face this young girl .. she isn't worried, she knows what her ship can do and calmly goes about her job. One fighter is down in no time hardly even knew what hit him.. now it gets intense there are ships all over and anna weaves and dodges her way through the hail of fire bringing herself up on another target. Two full salvos later the shield is gone stripped leaving the fighter bare she grins switches weapon groups to save power and opens up on the hull. It doesnt last long.. the power of the four archangel energy weapons tears the ship to pieces.

Slamming the ship into a complete stop three hapless outcasts not ready for the move fly by "thank you boys.." she mutters to herself and takes aim on one. He dodges and weaves ducks and dives but anna stays with it chipping away at it's shield. Once down the ship tries to spin sliding in space in a desperate attempt to get anna in its sights.. It doesnt even see the sabre .. it cant the ship no longer exists, Blown to pieces in a silent fireball.. Three to go .. anna keys up " Cmon fellas.. can't we talk about this.. you're obviously outmatched here." she smiles as the radio crackles into life " This ones too tough let's get out of here."

With the job done and the small gang routed or shot down anna sets off for the hood. *** 'ours' seeks 'yours' ... knowledge ~this light~ yearns .. provide of -learning- *** Anna blinks the words ringing in her head. "What the.. where are you ??" she checks the scanner.. nothing .. but the words come again. *** ~location~ unimportant .. method of ~communication~ 'yours' mind key.. distance -immaterial- of fact.. *** So strange such a wierd jumble of words the messages are indeed alien. "You mean you .. you talk to my head my brain .. so how do you hear me ?" *** 'ours' scratch surface of ~mind~ observe -patterns- decipher meaning.. ***

This time she does not speak the words .. she thinks them "So you can read my mind .. you know exactly what im thinking about ?"
Surprised to get an answer this revalation hits her pretty hard.. *** -correct- 'dark minded' words devoid of ~use~ *** Her mind races *oh my god .. no dont think ! humm yes humm la laaal alaaalalaa alaa* *** 'yours' make of ~song~ .. ~this light~ (amusment) .. be not (fear) knowledge is ~purpose~ ***

The news does little to make her feel at ease. Here is a being that can read her very thoughts like a book. "O.o.okay This won't affect me in any way will it .. i mean you are playing with my mind ..?" *** (negativity) 'ours' of ~time~ young .. lack -knowledge- of ~higher functions~ *** anna sighs in relief. "Phew that's ok then kinda had me worried there for a moment" *** 'yours' converge ~this light~ .. place of -begining- (?) *** She pauses.. "Oh you mean meet you where we met first right. Sure i can do that." Altering her course she cruises below the hood and sets course for the old wreck. *ping ping* annas scanner chimes as it picks up the trace of the nomad, "I see you on scanner little one, Be there in a moment." *** (warmth) ~this light~ of -patience- .. feel 'yours' presence ***

Anna guides the sabre smoothly over to the wreck and can clearly see the small blue shape circling around the dead ship. "so pretty" she mutters. The candesant blues and purples of the nomad morph shining in the darkness. *** (curious) words of "pretty" .. explanation of ~meaning~ (?) *** "Oh that's easy .. when we look at something we decide individualy if it is pleasing to us .. pretty is something nice .. something beautiful." She smiles genuinly in appreciation for the morphs colours and form. *** (realization) 'ours' store "pretty" knowledge (warmth) *** Anna grins and gives her head a little shake .. She is talking to an alien .. a real live alien *ping ping* Her train of thought breaks instantly, Her head snaps to the scanner "Damnit! Corsair 13k and closing..

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I have many enemies in the dark. So i stand in the light so i can see them..

Anna's ongoing 95%(ish) true ingame story.