He was a slave, one out of the millions of his kind. A species made to serve their makers. The hateful scientists and their leaders that did nothing but degrade and destroy everything they touched.
He was just a boy, fearful of his masters. These monsters that held onto their chains and whipped them like mindless animals, he hated it. He hated every single one of them. The children were just as cruel as the adults. Heartless, faithless monsters that had no compassion, no second thought. They acted as they saw fit, they took what they wanted from the slave race, his people!
Yet, he was just a child. He watched as the master's guards forced themselves onto his mother, hiding out of pure fear. His red eyes wide as he stared at the horror before him. His hands covering his ears in a naive attempt to muffle her screams and their laughter, it was a sight he would never forget.

Months passed when his mother discovered that she was pregnant, she had taken her life because of it. "I'd rather die!" she screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'd rather die than bare their kin!" and with a swift arm, slit her own throat.

Orphaned and hateful, he sat on the street. His head in his hands in deep thought. Raging images, deceitful faces, cruel laughs, all echoed like a paragon in his head. He lifted his head and stared at a guard who was dragging a woman from her 'hair' tentacles. She complied, only hopeful that her fate wouldn't be horrific. He looked down to his feet and saw a glass shard; he gripped it and made a beeline for the guard. Without a word he walked in front of the guard and as the guard complained about his "audacity" he stabbed the guard in the chest. The armour the man wore proved meaningless. The shard stuck out dripping red with blood. The man's mouth hung open as his heart was pierced. His hand releasing the woman as he fell. Gasps from his people in the street, everything about him appeared to have frozen. He didn't care; as he looked down at the red liquid pooled beneath the dead man. He looked about his people, women, children and men and he felt that things needed to change, and quickly
"I won't allow this to go on any longer! I'll kill every one you!" His voice echoed up and down the street. "Let's change this! These are our lives they're messing with! Let's put an end to their hate!" He roared a bloodied fist in the air.
At first, they were fearful, all glancing about. "We are stronger than them!" he continued. "They were fools to make us strong! Make us strong enough to build their homes. We can destroy them, Revolt!" again silence answered him. He gripped his head and growled.
"Aren't you tired of your family being murdered? Aren't you fed up with how poorly they treat us? They think their God's, they're not!" he was a child, who would listen to him? "You killed him" a soft whisper come to his left, the woman who the guard was pulling from the hair was staring at him with tears in her eyes. "You saved me" she smiled softly. A man stepped up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'm with you kid" He answered. His red eyes staring back up at the boy's.
One by one, the people followed.
The Glorft rose against their creators and with them as their king, was war master Gorrath.

He had taken rule over 3 other worlds that resonated with his home world. But by some stroke of bad luck, his home world was invaded and destroyed. As they retreated to the other worlds, the ominous invaders followed until Gorrath had no choice but to gather his largest warships and escape into dead space. He had and invaded, save for food and resources before he left. Hating and fearing that the invaders would destroy the worlds he'd concur.
His scientists had attempted to create a time drive, something that would send him back in time to stop the invaders before his people were destroyed. And as he invaded a back water world in sector 0396 he battled and war raged on and just as he was about to get his mech, the mech that his scientists had worked on and improved since the destruction of their world, held the time drive. He was so close to using it when the cunning earthers stole it. They used it and he followed it back, but as his deepest annoyances came too. A fat blonde earther, who was stupid and just seemed to be lucky…, He was defeated, time and time again. He couldn't fathom how something like this human could defeat a war master. And as he was dragged into a warped future, where this human had successfully destroyed his race and he no longer existed. Having to face the evil earther was something he found extremely irritating. And once the evil Coop was defeated, he attempted an alliance with the original fat Coop but fell short and abandoned the entire idea of ruling Earth and its people. Having to throw his pride and ego out and away as he retreated from Earth, to preserve his people, it was more important than a single mech, who he discovered no longer held the time drive, he became infuriated at the discovery.
He moved into deep space, hoping to never have to face any more Earthlings. If he did, it would be too soon. His Commander, having better knowledge, didn't bring up Gorrath's retreat. Save his jawblock from becoming Gorrath's new hip accessory. Gorrath had set his current scientists to work on another time drive. He had his men were practically immortal, so long as they had their heads. But he knew that the moment his men started to crave the pitter patter of little feet or the slither trails on the floor. There'd be trouble. One in particular because the last world was mostly militia, no women and no women meant some very frustrated men.
He pinched his brow at the mere thought.
"War Master" Commander made himself known as he entered the dark and quiet space of the command centre "What is it Commander?" Gorrath said in an annoyed tired tone and the second in command swallowed before he continued "We will have to find a habitable world for food resources and fresh water" Commander waited silently for his Lord to reply and all he got was an agitated sigh. "You are my second in Command are you not?" he held a glare over his shoulder to his second "Yes, my lord" Gorrath turned on his heel and had grabbed his second by his facial tentacles. "Then play your part as my second or I'll have your jawblock!" his enraged voice echoed in the metallic room, his second's red eyes were wide as he nodded.
Gorrath left the Command centre, leaving the duty of finding a suitable world up to his second while he moved to his quarters. The door slid closed with a hiss and he stood there enraged with how far he brought his people only to have to retreat because of paranoia. Unless his scientists could recreate the time drive, he was at a loss, he didn't know how far back in time the human had thrown him and the uncertainty that it was further back enough to save at least his second planet would be unreal. Impossibility that he'd have such luck due to the Earthers

The red alarm flashed and rang loudly as they entered an asteroid field. Gorrath yelled threats to his pilot who had fallen asleep at the worst possible time. His ship had order and because of a simple few who felt like a game night would be appropriate, the moron hadn't slept and slept on the job.
"If My ship is damaged beyond repair I'll have your jawblock!" he shoved the frightened Glorft aside as he took the helm and led the ship safely through the terra field. After a while the ships scanners picked up a distress signal and the screen highlighted the source and identified it as an escape pod. Mumbling curiously under his breath he sent one of his men to retrieve this pod. Hopefully whomever was inside the infernal thing proved of use or he'd just have to kill and dispose of them.
He turned briefly and pointed a claw at one of his men who stuttered about himself from being singled out "You! Go and bring me that pod!" he gave a nod before rushing out, the Commander watching at a safe distance. Gorrath watched as one mech came into view and manoeuvred from colossal rock to the next before grabbing on to the pod and returning. Gorrath returned to safely removing the large ship out of the terra fields before he handed the helm back to one of his men, thankfully the one whom fell asleep was no-where to be seen, as he exited the command deck and went to the docking bay where the soldier, who he had randomly pointed to, waited with the pod. Not to say he didn't get strange looks from the other men. War Master Gorrath had his men bow to him as he passed them, none daring to look him in the eye.

His soldier bowed as Gorrath stood before him "Open it" and with the Commander standing beside him watched as the pod was opened. Revealing a rather startled woman, who fell at the feet of the War master as she stumbled out, her wrists were bound together in chains. Her green hair plated and on her head and on each side were three horns each pointing upward almost giving her an air of a crown. She had smooth scales and her tail was thin and long. Gorrath eyed the woman as she looked up at him, she seemed more agitated than fearful. Her eyes were a red and burned orange to a brown her pupils' forming thin slits as she wore a scowl. Her clothes were a dark grey and ragged. He knew the immediate thoughts that would no doubt rise at the sight of the green female. And he hoped that he wouldn't have to remind his men of his law. "Woman, I hope you have skills that will be of use" her response to him was a low growl, her fangs barred. "Touch me fiend and I'll eat your heart" he was not amused. He looked down at the chains that bound her and could see teeth marks in the metal. "I won't ask twice woman. You will tell me what your skills are and if you have nothing that interests me, I'll have you killed" his low menacing voice made her mumble beneath her breath before she sighed "I'm a mechanical engineer or a scientist as some called me" he hummed in surprised the delight clear on his face. "Tell me creature, do you know anything about Time drive technology? And if you don't I'm afraid I'll have very little use for you" he spoke evenly and she rolled her eyes. "What is it with war lords and time drives?" she mumbled "speak up!" she glared at him "I am familiar with that technology"
What stroke of luck was this? The more scientists working on a time drive unite the better chance his people had for survival. But was she telling the truth or sowing lies? He grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt and lifted her off her feet "If you are lying to me just to save your skin you'll suffer my wrath" he growled lowly "I'm not a very confident liar" she choked out before he placed her on her feet. She stepped away from him the moment he released her. "What's your name?" she looked down "I don't have one" she said softly and Gorrath rose a brow to the response. He hummed lightly thinking that he'd bring her somewhere where less of his men could eye her down. The soldier that stood next to the pod placed a hand on her shoulder to keep her facing his lord and she shook his hand off viciously. Gorrath grabbed the chains and pulled her to follow him, his second behind her. "Just don't agitate Lord Gorrath anymore than he already is" he whispered to her and she rolled her eyes. He pulled her into an open room that held a single table. Commander closed the door behind him.
Gorrath examined the damage to her wrists from the shackles. And he could see a light indent in her scales and even a few scales missing in place of the metal. "So you have no name?" Commander asked curious. But before she could reply Gorrath continued. "You're a slave then, who were your masters?" He glared her down. Daring her to lie to him "I don't know they didn't speak any language I knew." He glared at the metal shackles before he looked at her, she was the type that would attack if attacked, he could tell that much. "Will you be able to build me a time drive or not?" he demanded. "I'll be able to, but it'll take time, each component is delicate" He tugged on the chain roughly to bring her closer to him as he glared the woman down. He could see that she was on guard and the glare she gave him held steadily but the small hint of uncertainty and fear shined deep beneath her eyes. "Swear your allegiance to me and I'll be sure that you won't be harmed. Swear to me and I'll make your slave life only a memory" it was a huge promise and Gorrath wouldn't have it any less. She didn't seem at all surprised by his proposal only cautious. "I Swear allegiance to you Lord Gorrath" Her voice was monotone. He nodded before he brought her bound arms up and snapped the chain with a simple squeeze before he took out a small laser and melted the shackle locks till they snapped off. Seeing that display strength as he easily snapped the chains with a small squeeze made her gulp in new found fear "Commander, see to it that she has her own quarters." He nodded as he moved out the room before he'd be threatened to lose his jawblock for the ninth time this week. Gorrath turned to her and eyed her as she rubbed her wrists. He sat down and gestured she'd take a seat herself. She kept her eyes lowered and he had plenty of thoughts run through his mind
"Were you born into slavery?" His voice was still firm but it held a line of gentleness and she just nodded. "You don't wear the air of a slave" he stated thinking out loud and she sighed. "A rare find to have a scientist as a slave… makes me wonder how you became a scientist" she looked at him "You think that I lied about being a scientist?" he didn't budge "I suspect many would lie to save their hid from death" she shook her head "Why were you in that pod? What happened before then?" she gave him an even look, levelling to his tired sturdy glare. "I don't know. The alarms blared, explosions, blast fire, screams. My master shoved me in the escape pod before I even had a chance to completely wake up." She looked to the side "I suspect I was ejected only hours before you found me. I have no idea what happened" he hummed lightly before a grin tugged at his lips and a light chuckle escaped him "Your master may yet live and you were so easily turned to swear your allegiance to me?" he held slight humour in his tone and she rolled her eyes. "I'm not easily broken and I held no high thoughts on him, also I hadn't sworn allegiance to anyone before but one thing will stand. Respect is earned not given. None of those bastards gained my respect and I won't yield to ill minded brutes" He nodded, the rage and hatred clear in her voice. "Do you know of my race? The Glorft?" the uncertain look about her as she shook her head made him hum. "You'll need a name" she looked at him surprised "Really, a name? not 'slave do this' or 'slave do that'?" She looked at him confused "I won't have that running about." He said sourly

She stood at the foot of her so called ''private quarters'' with the Commander at her side. He had explained why Gorrath was being "generous" and why she even got a room on the ship. He told her that it had been 'a while'; to put things lightly, since the men have seen a woman worth looking at. She didn't find that at all reassuring but the Commander said Lord Gorrath wouldn't tolerate such ill-mannered behaviour from his men. And that she would be safe.
He told her that when she was within her room, it will be security locked and only He and Lord Gorrath would have the codes to unlock it, so as he left she watched and waited to hear the mechanisms turn and lock and after they did she looked about her… humble abode? The room was small and cosy, a single bed was near the port window and it had folded sheets and a pillow. She stared at it; did she hit her head harder than she thought when He had shoved her into the pod? She had a bed! With blankets! And a pillow! She went to poke at it, to see if it'll disappear on her. And much to her pleasure and bewilderment, they didn't vanish. She picked up the material and found that it was soft and thick, a dark green with a red emblem on it, the Glorft emblem. She soon smelt it to see if there were… Err… any Glorft scents on it… it had a bit of an odd smell; she had never smelt such a peculiar scent before, it was like soap and stale air…, that was the closest her mind could get to it. Shrugging she dropped the blanket and went to explore further and found a small closet with a few lab coats with a red band on the left sleeve. Also other black clothes, she grabbed a shirt and found it to be a bit large… the same thing with the pants… it was obvious that these were men clothes. She put them back as her eyes landed on a door panel, she poked it and it opened and revealed a small bathroom, in it a hybrid bath and shower, a toilet, and a sink with a mirror… her mouth fell open
"This can't be real, I'm hallucinating… yet" she gazed back to the bed and the closet then back to the bathroom and she was about to walk in when the main door hissed open and she turned to see Gorrath stomp in angrily. Was this just a tease? This entire bedroom just something to get her hopes up only to crush them down? She wondered as Gorrath made his way to her and she took in a large breath of air. Was this 'Gorrath' like the other senseless warlords she had come to serve?
"I see you've explored your quarters. Have you come up with a name yet, or should I just give you one?" she stared at him for a moment "Give me one if you'd like. I've never really contemplated on 'names' before" he eyed her as he thought of a proper name for the lizard woman. "Kira" he announced. "Kira" she murmured after him softly, getting familiar with the name. "Kira, you will start working on the Time drive immediately." He took out a lab coat and tossed it at her, she caught it and watched as he started walking out and as he neared the door he looked back at her "Don't just stand there, follow me!" with a startled jump she followed as she put on the coat.

Kira was left alone in a lab and the door was locked behind her. She stood for a moment as she looked about the lab and the chaos it was in. There was an open station and she went to it and put her hands on her hips. Where should she start?

Kira was among the Glorft for month and each time she was sent to the lab, it was quiet and in a new state of chaos, she had locked away her blue prints of the Time Drive she was making and she took the parts of the Time Drive back with her to her room when the guards and the Commander went to fetch her. Lord Gorrath had intrusted two of his top men to guard her at 'night', when his men on the ship slept. They took turns in bringing her food and they held no more conversation than a greeting. In all her years of being a slave, being among the Glorft had to be the most pleasant experience she had ever had. She was fed regularly; she had her own sleeping space and a bed! She loved and enjoyed her bath thoroughly. She hardly had to explain what she was doing and the Commander was enthusiastic about her knowledge and when Gorrath actually went to see her progress he didn't yell at her, just told her to "speed it up" and to "Continue as she was". She had heard from the Commander how stupid their 'scientists' were sometimes that he often questioned their intelligence. She learned the names of her guards, the leader was Dren his second was Kaman. Apparently they were his highest ranked assassins.
She sat on her bed as she looked at the world they were closing in on. It had a green hue in the atmosphere and it appeared to be a swamp like planet.

Gorrath looked at his Commander's statistics of the world he had observed and it had edible food and water, they'd have the ship hover in the sky while his men took the mechs and gathered supplies.
The life on the planet was at a tribal stage and they made sure to work around them where they can draw their likeness on stones.
Kira enjoy the sight of life on the planet. It was so interesting and fascinating to her, considering she had never stood foot on solid ground before.

After the new food and fresh water had been brought to the ship they took leave and headed out into the darkness of space.

Gorrath stalked to the females sleeping space, he had to see how long it'll take for her to finish her time drive. He knew that depending on his scientists that it'll be years before they managed to get their brains together and actually build anything worthwhile, Commander sadly had little knowledge of the technology, it was sad because he was a good inventor himself.
He typed the code in and the door hissed open and she stood up the moment she saw him and gave a light bow. "Kira, how much longer do you think you'll need for your Time drive to be completed?" she thought for a bit and shook her head, "it's hard to say Lord Gorrath. Each component is very delicate and if I rush any more than I already am. I might miscalculate and the-" he rose his hand and shook his head "Give me an estimated time, how many years will it take?" she stared at him "I assure you, it won't take me years to complete this. Maybe a year, at best. But not Years" she said, her voice light on his ear drums. Gorrath found that extremely pleasing to hear "Only a year?" he inquired and she gave a firm nod and he found himself grinning for a moment before his frown returned "If it works, you'll be rewarded." He turned to leave "It will work Lord Gorrath" he heard her say before the door hissed closed.
He sat down at his table, his food fresh, set by the chiefs. His food was fancier than the rest of the men's food. The cooks always took pleasure in making fancy food for their king. Also because nothing went to waste, Gorrath had a black hole for a stomach.
Kira was working at her station when Dren went in and placed a flower from the planet they were previously on before on her desk before he returned to his post. She looked at it, it had a red centre and purple spots on the ends, the petals were long and frilled. She didn't know what to think, why did he give her a flower? Shrugging she put it aside as she continued working on the delicate instrument. Something gnawed at her from her deep thoughts… how was this Time drive going to operate? What power source did she need? She put down her tools and began thinking endlessly of all the sources of power she could build for it. But as the minutes ticked by and theory after theory ended up in some type of disaster she swore beneath her breath. She wasn't permitted to go back to her room until the rest of the ship woke up and she'd be sent back to get rest. She hoped that she still had that crystalline/ diamoniad shard in her pants pocket. If she did, then a power source wouldn't be of worry, if she didn't, she'd have to inform the Commander and that'll no doubt piss Gorrath off. She held her head, it better still be there or she'd be screwed.

She attempted to continue the construction of the device to kill the time so she could go back and see if she did have it, it proved difficult and frustrating. And after a few more hours she hung her head as she leaned back over her chair. She reminded herself to just relax and breath and as she did her eyes landed on the flower, it was so strange. What sort of mannerism was this? Giving someone a flower? She reached for it and looked at it again. It was pretty and she could smell a vague essence from it, it was sweet and aromatic. It was pleasant from all the bark and other peculiar scents she found on the ship. Yet again, she had only been in the lab and her room and the corridors that lead to each place. Good thing she wasn't use to wondering around, otherwise she'd feel claustrophobic and irritated. "Hey, psst! Kira" she looked up as one of the guards, Kaman, called to her. "Put that away!" she looked at the flower then heard Gorrath and the Commander arguing, startled from holding something she suspected wasn't permitted she opened a drawer and shoved it in before slamming it shut, she quickly grabbed one of her tools and pretended that she was hard at work. They walked in and Gorrath slammed a fist near a desk besides her making her jump up and look at him. The Commander gave her an apologetic look. "Fix it or I'll have your jawblock Commander!" Gorrath yelled and the Commander quickly made his way out. "Uhm… Is everything okay?" she stood up and bowed quickly as she looked at him. He growled "Hardly" she put her hands to her side as she waited for him. "How many parts does this blasted device have?" He questioned her and she was thankful that there was a desk between them "15" she squeaked out, his eye twitched. "The last Time drive only consisted of 5 parts. Why does yours have 10 more?" she swallowed "Not every species has the exact same design" she explained as carefully as she could. "Will yours be easily accessed then?" she nodded and he hummed with thought, "I want this Time drive to only be accessible by me, can you make that happen without having more months set on it?" she looked back down at her device and thought after a while she slowly nodded. "I can make it happen without prolonging it. It's going to be difficult however" he walked around the desk and leaned close to her making her back away into the table "Make it happen" he spoke coldly before he left. She let out a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding.

Once she was lead back to her room she made a beeline for her old clothes and scrambled for her pants, she breathed a sigh of relief as she held it; the blue purple glowing stone calmed her nerves. She had a power source for the Time Drive.