Pass The Plot 3: Scene 4

Darrew stumbled against the wall as the ship jerked beneath his feet. High alert lights flashed through the corridor, washing his vision in a strobe of red. He ducked into his and Ellie’s chambers and locked the door behind him.

They are coming. A tiny smirk curled his lips. He ran his forefinger over his left eyebrow. A beeping broke the silence.

“I’m alone,” he spoke the words into the empty room.

“Finally,” a voice, soft as a whisper, emerged from the comm implant. “That female causes us too many false alarms.”

“Well, you should have put the comm somewhere else, then.”

“Where exactly do you suggest?” The voice answered.

Darrew grunted. “It won’t matter now. She’s on her way to you with a boarding party.” He snapped the cover off his cryo bed. A fat, hand-held smart matter rocket cannon lay folded in the stasis sheets.

“Good. How many in the party?”

He grabbed the weapon and cocked it. It hummed to life. “Five that I know of. Most are eager young cadets.”

“Excellent.”

Darrew tapped glowing blue buttons on a wall computer panel near the door. A map of the ship schematics flashed into view. Shuttle Bay 1 showed a launch in progress. “Be careful of one named Nara. She’s a bit of a loose cannon.”

“Don’t worry, the conversion will take hold of even the most obstinate soul. Remember what you once were?”

“I remember nothing before my enlightenment.” Darrew’s voice took on an emotionless, mechanical tone, but his steel-grey eyes narrowed. He took a deep breath and shook his head to clear it.

“Exactly,” The voice replied.

“What do you want me to do from here?” He located the second shuttle bay on the schematic with his little finger.

“Just keep us updated on their progress.”

“Will do. Over and out.” He rubbed his forehead to turn off the comm. Shouldering his weapon, he burst back into the flashing lights of the corridor.