Ghosts of the Past...

[Dab]

Aurelia was stalking down the hallway towards the SiN|Tech labs that had been positioned on the base, when she felt hot breath on her neck, right before the muzzle of a handgun pressed against the back of her head.

"Alright missy, you just stand there and turn slowly." She felt the pressure being pressed against her head release and turned to face a man in a lieutenant's uniform. He lifted his gun a bit higher, aiming at her face as she glared at him. "Luciaden, take me to him."

She snorted. "You won't get within a mile of him before you were killed, I suggest you leave, now." "Ha, funny miss. Now move!"

As she was turning, she saw movement in the corner of her eye. She looked over, back at the man, and looked what it was she had seen.

The man was watching her as she looked back, a sudden mixture of surprise and wariness in her eyes. Slowly, with a look of fear on his face, he turned... And was slammed through the wall by the monster that had come up behind him.

Green, armored, and 3 meters tall it slammed him into the wall with enough force to smash a hole into the adjacent room. The being's legs and arms were what looked like biological versions of a piston. And very large pistons at that. The thing's arms were half a meter thick, its legs even bigger.

It turned toward her, and she swore. The being grabbed at her with its arm with a surprising speed for its size, as she barely twisted away in time. Where she had been standing there was a large dent in the floor where it had tried to smash her.

It roared in anger. "Oh hell." She turned and made a sprint towards the other end of the hallway, heading for the hangers where she could try to kill it. She heard, and felt, the shaking of the floors and walls as it ran after her.

Dimly she realized, once again, she would be forced to clean up someone else's mess.

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Soren's anger had all but disappeared as he looked out the viewports at the ships outside.

It had been replaced by full-blown rage as the ship outside proceeded to shred the Caedo piece from piece. All the while Luciaden just stood over the control box fiddling with his little machine.

However, what Soren didn't know, was that Luciaden was trying his best to get the machine to give him power over the ship. Even with the control crystal inserted, he was denied any control over that particular ship. However, he had access to locations and controls of others. Desperate, he tried a hacking technique he learned before.. He shoved the memories to the back of his mind, it would do him no good to dwell on them now.

Its response, unexpectedly, was not the release of control to him, but the complete shut down of the console in front of him. At the same time, though he would not realize this until later, an order to all the ships connected to the equipment's control were given an immediate command to come to the control's source.. And kill everything in sight.

The machine then fried the crystal, producing a large black lump in its stead. He looked up and out the window at the ship. As he was watching, the ship began to glow with a blue light that shown through the netting that was still covering part of the ship. Slowly the glow expanded farther and farther, until it was racing outwards from the ship.

It closed in on the station until the viewport showed nothing but a large blue light smothering the reinforced glass. Then what sounded like a distant bomb exploding thundered in his ears. He was starting to wonder what had caused it when a ripple should in the blue light. Half a second later Soren, who was standing near the window, was sent flying 20 feet to slam into the room's back wall. He slid down and fell to the floor, unconscious or dead. Luciaden tried to brace himself from the shockwave and grabbed the equipment that was bolted to the wall, as the glass from the window imploded inward littering the room with glass.

He felt the shockwave reach him but instead of being thrown as Soren was he wasn't even moved by it. Rather, he felt like a serrated dagger had been stabbed into his head. He felt his throat burning as he scream in agony, but couldn't hear himself.

He wondered through the pain, that perhaps he had finally miscalculated. And, for perhaps the first time in his life, felt genuine fear. The mental pain had dissipated enough for him to retain some control over himself. It seemed to be a rather useless feat, because as he looked up, the first thing he saw was the fact that the ship he had so desperately tried to capture was now barreling down on him.

He had just enough time to wonder what he had just done before the force of the ship's impact sent him flying into the wall, sending his vision into blackness as he was knocked unconscious.

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