The Price of Sight

[jammi]

Well be approaching from the flanks to try and draw out their defences. If our amigos in Intel are correct there should only be a garrison of Stilettos for the next few days. Perfect time to attack. He hacked up a piece of flem and spat on the floor. Grey eyes probed the men who stood around him. Youre all ready for this, Si? If not, leave now. Weve no room for cowards. I noticed his eyes rest on me for a length of time.

There were some mutters from the other pilots hollow words of bravado. I could feel fear gnawing inside me, but a rush of adrenaline washed it away. I was going to fight. I was going to fight!

We all moved away to our respective ships; mine the Luz De Guia, ready to fly, to fight, to conquer. I thumbed the controls nervously, feeling power conduits spark into life and engines flare into activity. The Titan thrummed to action, ready to leap into the void at my command.

Flight control gave the word, and one by one we proceeded to the airlock, our ships dropping out to face a hostile universe. Outside, I felt the thrill of command, the Titans armoured bulk swooping around the asteroids that blocked its path with a heavy grace. I had flown through this system before, but only at the helm of a sluggish freighter. This was different. This was magic!

A communication was patched across to me, Mendez chiding me, telling me to get in formation. I locked onto his ship and fell in behind. Cruise engines were activated as one, and before long we were powering forward. Breaching the Haman Hole we set out to meet our Destiny.

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