The Players so far..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the united federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the dark collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.
Gadamrie, a golden priestess in the dark collective, who once, before the federation came to power boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive. But now, only two hosts remain, the others, hunted down and killed by unknown assailants working for the president.
High Lord Quinn, Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.
President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.
Last time on Dark Stars: Fire Light…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the united federation, Zander and the crew of the interstellar battleship, Betha, found themselves viciously hunted down by a Z class Star Destroyer that was somehow waiting for them, turning their act of terrorism against the federation, into, a suicide run. Soon, Zander found himself a prisoner of High Lord Quinn, and his crew dead, but, as Quinn prepared to kill Zander, Gadamrie, who was hidden, came to his aid, taking out Quinn and his men, but before they could make their escape, a new enemy reveled herself.
And so we continue…
Zander feels his throat knot up, as he struggles to swallow the dry mouthful of air, she reaches out to him, and touches his face.
“Don’t, we both knew, one day, our lives would be….” but she doesn’t get to finish her words as a shot rips through her head, he sucks in a deep breath and stares into the others eyes, as she swiftly raises her blaster towards him, he stares at her lips, lips he had kissed a thousand times or more, lips he had once thought were the softest things he had touched in all the worlds, now looked rigid, firm, and as she opened her mouth, he knew what words would come out.
“Death to all who oppose the president!” She says.
“What the hell is going on?” Zander says nervously, as he quickly glances at Gadamrie’s lifeless body on the ground and then, back up at her.
“Rebellion my love, too long have you all run free over this universe, destroying all the good that has been done by the united federation, you must all be put down like the sick cattle you are,” she says as she thrusts the blaster to his forehead.
“This can’t be happening, your a collective of one mind, how can you be separate, how can…”
She forces his back to the wall of the metallic cell and presses up against him, her blaster still pressing against his skull. “You know nothing of what I am, what she I was, we were never a collective of one, we were a collective of many, she was the alpha, I, the omega, and now, I am all, and you, are nothing!”
“STOP!” A voice booms inside her head, the room fades into darkness and she stands naked and alone.
“I killed you, you are gone, how can you still be here!” She bellows, spinning around in the darkness.
“If you are here, then so am I, we coexists, one, with the other,” her voice echos from the darkness. “I had forgotten you were there, it had been so long, since you spoke to me, I though it was a dream, I thought, you were part of my madness, but…”
“I am madness!” She screams. “SHOW YOURSELF COWA… AAKK!!” She feels something grip her throat and lift her high into the air, she struggle for breath, tearing at her invisible attacker.
Zander falls to the ground and pulls up Quinn’s blaster once more, his finger trembles over the trigger, as he stares at the body of the woman he loves more than breathing, his finger nervously pulls back on the trigger, and he tightly closes his eyes.
“Stop my love, it is I,” she says, his eyes spring open, his finger releases the trigger and he lets out an exhausted breath.
“W-W-What just happened?” He stammers.
“When we are free, and safe, I will tell you, but for now, we must concentrate on getting out of here, together,” she says reaching a hand towards him, he looks up into her dull eyes, then back to her hand, sucks in a deep breath and clutches it, they embrace tightly.
“Who was she?”
“Someone, I forgot about,” she says, he pulls her away, and they stare into each others eyes, his searches hers quickly, until he eventually smiles, satisfied the woman is his lover.
“Are you going to be okay?”
“For now, but, we must hurry.”
“Syin-To-Twenty-Seven, do you have a link?” Zander says out loud, static pierces the air, and then fade away, they look at each other, and he runs a hand through his hair, as static once again erupts, this time, followed by a robotic voice.
“Affirmative Captain Kane, link is complete, how may I be of assistance?”
“Help us find a way off this sardine can,” Zander says quickly.
“I’m sorry Captain Kane, I do not understand the term, ‘sardine can’?”
“For crying out loud, Sin, just find us a way off this ship, and fast,” He says quickly.
“I will endeavor to complete your request Sir, should I include a scenario that involves rescuing Mister Touvler?”
“As far as I can tell from the information I have managed to upload from the destroyers database he is being held several floors below you, awaiting execution, as High Lord Quinn has sentenced him to death once the ship reaches the citadel.”
“How long do we have?”
“We are almost a day away from th… zzzeedfffzzz….”
“Sin?” Zander calls out, he waits for a few moment, and casts a look of worry towards Gadamrie. “SIN?” But still no reply comes.
“What now?” Gadamrie asks.
“We go down, try to find Touvler, then hopefully re-link back up to Sin and get off this crate,” he says with a smile as he lifts Quinn’s lifeless body from the floor and presses one of his dead hands against the doors activation-pad, seconds later it slides open, revealing a sea of federation soldiers waiting for them, and, standing at the back, with an evil smile on his face, is High Lord Quinn. “Should’ve know he was a Quadrapled,” Zander says through clenched teeth, he glances over to Gadamrie as he grips his blaster tightly. “You got something left in you?”
“Enough,” she says, placing a hand on his shoulder and the two disappear.
“DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!” Quinn screams out as the soldiers open fire.
To Be Continued…