Treacherous sides

[Goliath]

. . .Corsair Battleship "Salamanca". . .
. . .Omicron Xi. . .

It was 23:41 - close to midnight. The hallways were awfully empty for a Capital Ship such as the Salamanca - who became more and more visited with each passing day. Two security guards stood by Ernesto's Office, with the Captain himself in it. On the outside, it simply seemed like all the lights were off, and the two just outside wouldn't even blink as they stared down each side of the wall without flinching or saying a word.

Ernesto was simply smiling as he looked at the only source of light - his Computer - which showed the most recent mails. "This will do nicely, yes" he said to seemingly no one while scrolling down the Crew Personnel. Eventually, he finds the ones he was looking for. Lieutenant Benitez - tasked with the military personnel to safeguard The Salamanca and the only high-ranking member who was proven to be a thorn in Ernesto's plans from the very beginning. The man had to go - or join. Ernesto picked up his phone, and sent a call to Benitez to head for the Office - silently, as to not wake up the crew from their "well deserved sleep".

Next up was Pedro - an old friend of the former Ernesto. Old man, roughly in his 60's and the one who fixed The Solitario as many times as he got drunk on the job - plenty of times. He usually managed the engineering team. However, Pedro couldn't be woken up at night due to his "productive research" schedule. In reality, he was actually sleeping in his Office, where he drinks medical alcohol to keeps the parasites away and get wasted. A bright mind with a failing liver.





Unforeseen Consequences. . .

The clock was ticking on Ernesto's wall. It turned pure midnight. 00:00. Ernesto was standing on his chair, biting on his left hand's nails while having one leg stretched. Eventually, the sliding door opens. The two security guards Ernesto placed by his Office quickly point guns at him, each taking a corner in the room, while Benitez slowly enters, pistol pointed at Ernesto with one hand and a datapad in the other. The Captain recoils, quickly raising up his arms in a goofy manner. "Mierda! What the hell are you doing cabron?!" was his only answer, as the angry Lieutenant yelled at him to shut up.

"Why did you call me here, you fuck? You want to sabotage me? Get more power on this ship? You employed my own damn guards to save you, pendeho?" said Benitez with the finger on the trigger. Ernesto looked at the two guards, who then nod back with a blank stare. They have played their part exceptionally. "What are you talking about amigo? I just called you here to talk about a few plans regarding general security and THIS is how you come in my place?" replied the Captain with his goofy cretan accent. The Lieutenant had none of it. He knew something was wrong. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ernesto, you were doing so well until you spilled that lie. You just wanted to get me in here so that you could sabotage me too, no? That Correo, you idiot. You just walk up to it, decide something is fishy and then call my guys? They also magically happen to find Blood Diamonds. You set them up, didn't you?

Ernesto sighted, seeing himself with no other option, he looked at the guard on the left, nodding as his eyes shined bright before going purple in a quick flash. The Lieutenant quickly took aim, but the guard on the right used the buttstock of his rifle to knock off the pistol before while the one on the left kicked off the data pad and grabbed his arms behind his back, holding him still. Ernesto stood up, raising his right arm which had started to glow as well, pointing it at the door controls before lowering it again. The door slams shut, entering emergency mode. "((You have made this much more interesting, Benitez. Much, much more interesting))". His voice was starting to overlap with another at unison, yet it was grave. ...You would've done this anyway, wouldn't you? said the Lieutenant, staring in disgust at what Ernesto truly was. "((Resisting is futile. I too was blinded, but then I got to see other...possibilities.))" said the Captain before grabbing Benitez by the neck. A faint scream was coming out of the Office, but no one answered. Minutes pass. Hours pass, and Ernesto's objectives progress.

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