I started this story on my last account however I lost the password...but since I wasn't finished with it, I will continue it. Thanks.
Part I: Awakening
She slid silently into the room from the hall. After looking around to see if the inhabitants were paying attention, she stepped forward then cringed as the door slid shut with a noisy hiss. She stopped mid-stride and made sure that she hadn't been detected. When she was sure all was safe, she continued on. Through the kitchen area, past the sliding glass door and into the bedroom, there her prey waited.
It hid under the cover of cotton sheets, as usual. She crouched on the floor and waited. The prey twitched once, the hunter laid her ears flat. It twitched again, and she pressed against the ground. It twitched a third time and the hunter pounced with a very audible 'rawr.' The prey pulled against the hunter's claws as a voice rang out.
"Night Star! How many times have I told you not to do that?!" Susan cried as the kitten hopped away then hopped into Susan's lap.
But...but it's fun The kitten let out a happy growl. Besides, it's fun to wake people up
"Then please, I implore you, attack his feet," the captain motioned to a sleeping form next to her. The kitten got a thoughtful look in her black-as- night eyes then turn to the sleeping man's feet. Susan looked on in amusement. Marcus' feet twitched then his hand twitched, and then his head twitched slightly to the side. The kitten tapped her feet, ducked her head to the bed, and then jumped on Marcus' face with her audible 'rawr.'
"What the bloody-"was his muffled response as Marcus sat up. He reached up and grabbed the kitten by the scruff. When he pulled her away from his face, she had a look that said 'who? Me?' then she let out a little meep to further convince the man that she was not the one to blame. Marcus couldn't yell at the kitten when she had those eyes.
"What is this? The ninth or tenth time you've done this?" he said sarcastically, winking at the feline. "Now if you would just tell us when you're hungry instead of attacking us..." Marcus trailed off as he noticed Susan's shocked look.
"She has been doing this for the three months that we've had her, and all you're going to do is act like you're mad?" Susan asked angrily. "She is getting too big for this. I mean look, your arm is trembling." Marcus looked at his arm it was trembling. The 'kitten' was as big as an over- stuffed pillow. He set her down. Both Night Star and Marcus had a defeated look on their face. "We'll talk more about this tomorrow." Susan huffed and rolled over. Marcus looked at the cat; she was staring off into her own little world. The man nodded then laid back down. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard Night's 'voice.'
Who's Galen?
Both Marcus and Susan bolted upright and looked at the kitten, startled, then looked at each other. It was time.
Galen sat in his ship tapping his pencil against his temple. Even though he lived in a world of computer screens and video logs, he still preferred pencil and paper. He looked over what he had written so far.
...It's been a little over three months since Saffire was killed on Babylon 5. I have heard nothing from Susan or Marcus, though I suspect that they have
heard something from Saffire's people...
Galen looked out the main viewer. Things had been very boring since then. He spun around in his chair as he surveyed his ship. His eyes flitted over the instrument panels, past the flashing light, and came to rest on the sleeping form that was in the spare bunk. He spun around to continue writing.
...Dureena has taken to accompanying me on my trips away from the Excalibur. I believe that I may be starting to feel for her what I felt for Isabelle...
His hand wouldn't write any more. It almost felt like blasphemy to write that. Anytime he thought of her, he was forced to think of the people that had surrounded him when he was with her; Elric, his teacher and father figure, the people of Soom, whom the shadows had killed. The list went on and on. Galen was jarred from his memories as something started beeping at him. It was the long-distance Comm channel. Galen hit the receive button. It was Mathew, back on the Excalibur. "Hey Galen," he greeted, "How've you been?"
I have the next chapter uploaded already...posting it tomorrow but please don't let that keep you from R&Ring