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.
Syin-To-Twenty-Seven (Sin), Betha’s sentient companion, through the link they share Sin can control and communicate between Betha and Zander, as well as accessing and sometimes controlling other forms of technology.
Gadamrie, a Golden Priestess in the Dark Collective and Zander’s lover, before the federation came to power Gadamrie boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive, she sacrificed her final host so Zander and her unborn seed he carries would survive.
General Salidazar, an officer in the Dark Collective, who’s loyalties, may lie somewhere else.
Last time on Dark Stars…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the United Federation, Zander and his crew found themselves prisoners of High Lord Quinn, somehow, Zander, with the aid of Sin, managed to escape Quinn clutches, but he was badly injured in the process, and his crew save from Sin, perished. Waking from a fevered dream, Zander found himself under attack from Federation soldiers, once managing to defeat the attack squad, Zander found out that General Salidazar had been aboard Betha whilst he was unconscious, and could have a connection to the Federation soldiers gaining access to the ship.
And so we continue…
“Great, can Betha override it?”
“Unfortunately not Sir, Salidazar encoded it with his own locking mechanism,” Sin replies, Zander looks at him, his brow furrowed.
“Seriously, no one does anything to Betha without my say so! Can she at least shut power down to this area of the ship?” he says.
The hallway goes dark almost instantaneously, “It has been done,” Sin announces.
“I can see that,” he says, as he takes a step back, raises his blaster towards the door lock, and fires, the lock hisses as it decouples, then the door slowly slides open, Zander casts a concerned glance towards Sin, the back to the doorway, as it gradually opens, revealing a spiraling vortex inside the room, before either of them can act, they are both sucked inside, the darkness of the void swallows both of them whole, the void, is cold, Zander feels his body stiffen and pain envelope him, and then, he crashes to the ground, somehwere in the dareknss of an unknown place.
“S-S-Sin?” He says weakly.
“I am here Sir,” Sin replies quickly.
“Where the god damn hell is here?”
“That would be a difficult question to answer, as, we are nowhere.”
“Nowhere?” Zadner says, as he slowly pulls himself to his feet, he searches the darkness for any sign of movement, or Sin, but all he is greeted by is blackness. He holds his hands up towards his face, and squints his eyes, as he tries to make out his hands features, but the nonexistence of light makes it impossible to see anything, he could be surrounded, and not know.
“Can you see anything?” He asks, as he lightly reaches out towards the darkness, twisting his mouth and biting gently down on his tongue as he dose.
“Oddly enough Sir, I can see nothing,” Sin replies, Zander raises an eye brow and he turns quickly on the spot.
“That is correct Sir, nothing is registering on any of my displays, I can not even locate myself, even though I know I am all in one piece.”
“Only one Sir, but, you will not like the answer.”
“Try me,” Zander says as he reaches out once again, tightly closing his eyes as he takes a step forward. “Don’t keep me is suspense, what do you thin it is?”
“Halligans Box Sir,” Sin replies quickly, Zander freezes on the spot, his foot still in mid air, and he feels a cold shiver run down his back.
“Halligans Box is just a legend, left over from a race that disappeared a long time ago, can’t you come up with something a little more believable?”
“Sir, to you , Halligans Box may just be a story, but to my data base, it is very real, the Halgree built the box to vanquish their enemies the Lorikaa some millennia ago. It is told that they placed the box inside a cargo freighter and journeyed towards the border of their system, knowing full well the Lorikaa would attack them, in the struggle the box was opened, and what was once sector twelve-nine-five, ceased to be. The box somehow eventually closed, many believe it became sentient, from all the life it ate, and become full, so it closed its lid, then slept and has, to this day, never been see again.”
“Don’t you think it would be a little-le-le….” Zander’s lip quivers, as he feels something slimy, slowly brings to wrap itself around one of his legs, and then, it tightens.
To Be Continued