As usual the disclaimers. Matt, Akira, Rick, Commander Silvia, Emperor Hamsterviel and Kala are my creations. Lilo and Stitch belong to Disney. Nullspace is MY idea. The entity, Chris and his friends is a separate idea used with Delta Operators permission. The original C.I.S is property of Lucas Arts.
E.X.P-Virus saga: Outside Interference
Chapter 1
Re-written
Location: Nullspace sector 'Phobos'
On final approach to Trading post XR17.
The huge shimmering form of the Phobos vortex hung in Nullspace like a giant green whirlpool. Hanging in orbit around it was a huge station (Like the floating city from Empire strikes back) and heading towards it is a tiny ship that carries the last chance for Nullspace…
Timeship bridge
The voice of the dock master came over the Timeships speakers. "Unidentified ship. State your business at once."
Matt sighed and looked at the security cam monitors on the bridge. Akira and Rick could be seen on a monitor in engineering, messing with a plasma tube and another monitor linking to the recreation room showed the ships 'passengers'. A yellow furred experiment called Lilo with her friends Stitch and Angel. They hadn't asked to come along but if Matt had left them, this 'Emperor' person would have sent his droids after Lilo. The poor Lilo had originally been a Hawaiian girl of the same name until one of Dr Johnson's creations had infected her with the E.X.P-Virus.
The dock master came over the speakers again "I repeat, Identify yourself or we will open fire."
Matt sighed and answered "This is Timeship…err" He looked over to the rooms other occupant, an experiment called Kala and whispered "We need a name for the ship."
Kala looked up from a computer console where she was playing Solitaire and said "How about 'Ohana'? I heard Stitch and Lilo talking about it."
Matt thought about it, It sounded o.k. "This is timeship Ohana requesting landing clearance."
There was a long pause and then the dock master came on again "Access granted. Continue your course to Docking bay 3."
Matt programmed the autopilot for landing and called everyone to the bridge. "O.k., everyone. I need to go on board alone and…"
Stitch interrupted "Why? I can handle some splitters."
Matt continued "Because this guy I'm gonna see, his name's Cain, is jumpy. If anyone other then just me turns up, He may run." Matt called up an exterior camera. "I don't like this. There should be several technicians in this bay." Matt got up and walked towards the bridge doors "Kala? Keep the ship ready to leave. This place gives me the creeps."
Trading outpost XR17
Matt walked through the main corridors. Everywhere he looked there were splitter troops on edge. Matt had had dealings with the 'Phobos' splitter clan before and knew that they had enough firepower to take on the Borg from Dimension B-99 and win easily. If they were frightened then Matt wanted to finish with Cain and be out of here, Quick!
The Outpost computer sounded: 'Be advised that this station is on High alert. All visitors and non essential personnel are ordered to carry sidearms at all times.' Matt quickened his pace until he came to a door labeled: Cain's weapons and curiosities. Matt knocked and a sound just like someone trying to climb into an air vent sounded.
Matt sighed "Same old Cain." Took out his plasma gun and blew the door open. There was an alien that looked like a cross between a human and a Dragon, trying to fit into the air vent.
Matt laughed and pulled him out. "Hello, Cain. Long time no see!" Cain looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"M…m…Matt, I heard y…you were dead!" He stammered. Matt pushed Cain into a seat and said "Nah. I'm not dead yet. I want some info from you, now!" Cain straightened up and said "Now, Matt. You know I don't…" He stopped because Matt aimed his gun at the middle of Cain's forehead. "Erm…What do you want to know?" he said.
Matt tossed Cain a vid-card. "That's a record from several comm. sets. Have a look." Cain watched the footage from Matt's trip to Command base Terra, going pale when Akira's footage showed the Droideka's. Matt whispered in Cain's ear "Recognize your merchandise? You git."
Cain sighed and pulled out a CD that he gave to Matt. "He called himself the 'Emperor'. I didn't know that he'd use my droids like this." Matt grabbed Cain by the scruff of his neck. "You listen to me. Unless I stop this Emperor dead everyone's in trouble. Which Dimension is he from?"
Cain sagged and said "He wanted the droids delivered to Dimension S-56." Now it was Matt's turn to be frightened. S class Dimensions were on the other side of the dreaded 'Badlands' sector. Not even Splitters went there. He was about to ask Cain more questions when the door to Cain's shop blew off its hinges. Matt watched as Commander Silvia and several Battle droids came in. The droids looked like they were holding Miniguns.
"Hello, Human!" said Silvia.
Cain got to his feet, thinking that Silvia and her cronies were with Station security, and said "Thank Nullspace, that you got here." He pointed at Matt "He assaulted me."
Silvia nodded to her droids and said "Kill him!" Cain smiled smugly and said "That's what happens when you mess with spli…ugh."
He never said who Matt shouldn't mess with because three laser bolts hit him in the back. He crumpled to the floor.
"Now, human come…" said Silvia. She was forced to raise her Ion staff as Matt attempted to whack her on the head with his. By a stroke of luck Matt managed to knock Silvia's staff out her hands.
"Gotcha." Said Matt, but he began to notice that Silvia's hands were glowing blue. "What the?" An orb of electricity shot out of Silvia's hands and hit Matt square in the chest, sending him flying out the doorway.
Matt got to his feet unsteadily and ran for it. Silvia screamed "Droids bring him to me. NOW!"
Matt ran through the corridors. He passed a window and saw a fire fight between security and the Emperor's droids. It was going only one way, the droids way. As Matt watched, the droids mopped up the last bits of resistance and marched into another section of the station.
Matt ran into the docking bay and ran into his ship, "Start the engines. Silvia's here."
Matt jumped into the pilot seat and flew the ship out the hatch.
Akira came up to Matt and asked "Did you find him?" Matt looked at Akira and said.
"Yeah, I did. And Silvia did too."
"Warning!" said the computer "Incoming fighters." Matt pressed the autopilot button and got up. "Stitch, Rick? Time we tried out the turrets on this tin can."
Turret control room
Matt, Rick and Stitch ran into the turret room, the floor shaking as the timeships shields took hits. There were several swivel seats dotted around the room. Each one had a virtual reality helmet that allowed the turret user to see through a camera on the turret itself. Stitch, Rick and Matt all chose a seat and sat down, putting the helmets on their heads. Outside the ship, several hatches opened and a laser turret rose out of each of them.
"Let's get em!" shouted Matt and he began firing at the droid fighters, managing to cause one to fly into another. Stitch managed to blow up three at once. Rick's turret was hit by a energy torpedo from one of the fighters and he pulled his helmet off in anger. "Damn droids!" Rick said.
"Go help on the bridge, Rick!" said Matt "Me and Stitch…" another explosion shook the ship and Stitch said "Blitznak!"
Matt continued "O.k. Just me then."
Unknown location
A figure watched the fighters swarming around the timeship as if it was a type of daytime television. Another figure materialized behind him.
"And what do I owe to receive a visit from you, Epsilon?" said the figure without turning.
The newcomer stepped forward "I've come to ask a favor, Aeon. Save the ship and send it through the dimensional wormhole."
Aeon turned to face Epsilon. "We don't interfere, Epsilon. That's the rule and you know that."
Epsilon just said "If we don't send him and his friends, countless dimensions will be destroyed. Do it or countless lives will be on your conscious. Aeon shrugged and touched a floating symbol next to the image of the timeship.
"Thank you." Said Epsilon and he disappeared.
Timeship
Matt ran towards the bridge. A crippled fighter had kamikazied into his turret, and now the engines were disabled. He rushed into the bridge just in time to see the familiar face of Commander Silvia come onto the view screen.
"Ah, human. I have an ultimatum for you. Hand over yourself and Virus 627 or I'll take you and the pod anyway and make you watch as I exterminate your friends. You have five minutes to decide." Silvia cut the connection.
"What'll we do?" asked Akira.
Matt straightened up. "You'll do nothing. I'm gonna hand myself over." Everyone looked shocked at this but Matt continued "I'm not gonna endanger your lives. That's why I've got to…whoa!"
Suddenly the ship rocked violently and everyone fell to the floor.
The computer said "Warning! Anomalous event in progress!" Matt got to his feet to watch the fighters on the view screen destroyed by bolts of lightning from the vortex. "Wow." Was the best he could manage.
Bridge of the Empire Dreadnought "Dark Victory"
Silvia watched as the energy bolts from the vortex blew her fighters out of the sky. "Launch more fighters." She ordered "The traveller must not get away." She turned back to the screen to see a larger bolt seemingly 'lasso' the timeship and begin to pull it into the vortex. "Lock on with tractor beams. NOW!"
The droid at the controls nodded "Yes Ma'am." Another bolt smashed against the ship throwing everyone to the ground. "Ma'am. The tractor beam is disabled."
Silvia could only watch as the timeship disappeared into the mouth of the Probos Vortex. "Emperor Hamsterviel's gonna kill me…" She said
Timeship Bridge
"Everyone. Hold on!" shouted Matt as he fought for control but whatever had sucked them in wasn't finished with them. The timeship span and twisted round plasma bursts and as Matt finally submitted control, he saw their destination looming large on the view screen…A dimensional wormhole. "GRAB ONTO SOMETHING!" He screamed.
Dimension DO-902 (Unexplored)
Alaska,
Apache Cockpit
The weather outside was cold, snowy and windy, such could be expected in Alaska. Chris was scouting the area for the Galactic Federation who were wanting to put a military base there to help bolster Earths security. Chris was 3 miles in the air piloting a AH68E APACHE a U.S. attack helicopter. Chris has been in the state for hours just scouting around and letting the onboard camera take its pictures.
"God why the hell did I let myself get talked into this boring ass mission." Chris thought grumbling. "There's nothing here for me to shoot or blow up...and this Apache has a lot of big toys on it."
Beep beep...beep beep...beep beep. The onboard computer sounded indicating that i detected something.
"Hell what now, its probably just another bush plane." Chris thought glancing at the onboard holographic computer which was displaying. Anomaly detected ahead, recommend investigation.
Chris increased the Apache's speed and flew over to were the anomaly was detected. Chris came to a stop hovering in front of what looked like a lightning filled blue and white black hole.
"My god...what the hell is that thing." Chris muttered staring at the thing.
BEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP ENERGY SPIKE DETECTED! The computer sounded again.
"Huh now what." Chris muttered looking back at the holographic computer in front of him which was flashing warnings and all sorts of scientific bullshit Chris didn't understand.
Then suddenly the black hole thing erupted shooting out a beat up ship of some kind, one that was coming straight at Chris.
"SON OF A BITCH." Chris swore loudly maneuvering the Apache out of the ships way. The Apache wasn't quick enough, just as the Apache turned to get out of the way the ship hit the Apache's tail taking it clean off along with the stabilization rotors.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT." Chris yelled as he tried to keep the Apache in the air but it was futile, the Apache started its quick decent to the ground spinning and smoking as it went since the tail rotors were gone. The Apache hit the ground hard, it rolled on its side, the main rotors digging into the dirt, snow and ice and eventually shutdown from the damage. Chris survived the crash thanks to his Displace combat gear.
"Oooh crap." Chris muttered holding his head looking around. "Silva's is gonna kill me."
Chris un-strapped himself from the flight seat and kicked open the cockpits canopy hatch, grabbed his duffel bag and climbed out. Chris took off his flight helmet and looked at the Apache wreckage...it wasn't going to fly again any time soon. Chris opened the duffel bag and pulled out a UNSC Battle Rifle with a attached shotgun in place of the standard fore grip, recently purchased off the Inter-Dimensional weapons market.
"Hey Chris buddy, ya there bro?" Porkchop(Chris's mercenary partner) asked over the radio.
"Yeah I'm here, I take it you noticed my...accident?" Chris asked, looking at the Apache.
"Yeah I noticed it, I'm watchin ya thanks to the satellite above ya...oh and...um." Porkchop said getting.
"What!" Chris asked.
"The good general noticed your accident...he aint happy with us right now." Porkchop said getting nervous.
"...How mad is he!" Chris asked getting nervous too.
"He's givin me the evil eye...again...the way he's lookin right now that even the devil'd be afraid of him." Porkchop said.
Chris sighed as he started walking to the other crash site.
"You better get back here soon bro, cuz I aint the one who's gonna be payin for that bird." Porkchop said, ending the conversation.
"Yeah sure, I hate my luck." Chris grumbled.
"Your luck isn't going to get any better so you might want to get used to it fast." Someone said.
"Waah...who said that...crash must've messed up my head." Chris muttered, aiming his rifle everywhere.
"Trust me my boy, your head couldn't get anymore messed up unless the Empire catch's you again." The same guy said, from everywhere at once it seemed.
"Who are you, Porkchop is that you?" Chris asked over the radio, getting no reply back.
"Your friend with the curious name isn't talking to you my friend, I have many names among normal beings but you can call me Epsilon." Epsilon said.
"K, what do you want? You looking to hire or something?" Chris asked.
"Sort of, you up for a long explanation." Epsilon asked.
"Do I have a choice?" Chris asked looking around.
"Well unless you want to end up like Commander Silvia again it would be in your best interest." Epsilon stated.
"Okay I'm listening." Chris said remembering what had happened to him on the Nomad Moon.
"Well to start things off that time ship that grounded you is crashed about a mile away and you should help the crew." Epsilon said getting a angry look from Chris.
"But whoever they are nearly killed me!" Chris snapped.
"Please, you and me both know that a crash like that has no chance of killing you." Epsilon said, Chris grumbled but agreed. "Now, the crew of that ship is in the same position as you. They too are hunted by the Empire and the Human on that vessel will get the same fate you once had if their captured."
"So the Imperials are coming...here!" Chris asked, shocked. "But this dimension is one of those really, really hard to find ones!"
"The Empire would have found it eventually and that ship coming here has only shortened the inevitable. As you know the Empire, once here, will conquer this dimension and every race, planet and system in it. It wouldn't be the first time they got complete control over a dimensions galaxies." Epsilon said, getting a nod of agreement from Chris. "Now then, you and the crew of that time ship are high priority targets of the Empire. It would be in yours and theirs best interest if you left the dimension immediately and went into hiding."
"Awright I agree with you there but how! Their time ship is probably a scrap heap and mine is a second hand piece of junk that has a better chance of blowing me to hell than actually taking me anywhere" Chris said, remembering the deathtrap sitting in his garage.
"Well your going to have to figure out someway to leave, your friend with the unusual name is somewhat of a mechanic isn't he?" Epsilon asked.
"Please, the only thing he's ever fixed without it blowing up in his face is a toaster and that blew up later on anyway." Chris grinning.
"Well regardless your going to have to find a way to leave, the Empire will be here soon so get to it." Epsilon said.
"Yeah I guess I should...am I getting paid for this?" Chris asked."
"What do you think?" Epsilon chuckled.
"I'll take that as a no." Chris sighed, walking towards the downed time ship.
End of Chapter one
Matt's next adventure begins. I'm hoping to make this longer then my others.
Thanks to my co-author Delta Operator for writing a great ending scenario for this Chapter.
Read and Review, Please!