Warning: Okay so this will include possibly the following and I didn't look up names for these so bear with me here but might include: Rape, Mpreg, all around twisted shit and tentacles cause why not? Normally I don't do stories like this but eh I'll try to do one for once so if yah don't like please don't read.

Captain Alfred Jones looks down at his dashboard as he checks and rechecks the coordinates before flipping a switch for the microphone. A purple light flickers on as a small tone sounds before he starts to speak, "Captain's log, Jones here with an update." The blonde haired man presses a yellow button re-reading the mission he's on for a side screen next to his chair. "The last known where about of the starship Aymelek are two light years from my current location. As of now there are no signs of the ship or its crew."

The young man shutters slightly thinking back to the weeks before. No one had wanted to take this job so he stepped up but now…it's just eerie. He's taken these jobs countless times before, tracking down lost or destroyed ships. He's even been a hero once or twice along the way but this one feels off somehow.

Aymelek has been missing for over a year after sending out a distress signal but when ships in the area responded to it, the closest had only been a few light years away; it was gone. Not destroyed or crippled but simply gone without a trace. It had a small crew of ten and it wasn't carrying anything of importance as far as Alfred knows so there's one red flag right there. Pirates only would have attacked if they found something good and an enemy starship would have instantly taken credit for it's destruction. Though still both would have left some trace for him or anyone else to find. So the only thing he can do is start from where it disappeared and go from there.

While it'll be a long shot the young captain has a few tricks of his sleeve, at the age of nineteen he's gotten fair on his smart mouth alone. He was one of the youngest to pass the Astro-Military program and rose thought the ranks quickly. Then again his father might have had a small hand it that as well but he refuses to let anyone know that.

Alfred turns off the microphone as he hears his stomach rumble, "Food then mission." He chuckles to himself turning around in his chair after switching on the auto pilot. "Libby take the reins I'll be right back." He says to the air around him as he jumps out of his seat.

While Alfred had a chance to take a crew of twenty, something told him to come alone so it's just the human and his computer. Just as he grabs a quick meal he hears the autopilot alarm. "The fuck?" He quickly drops his sandwich racing back to his chair, "Hey Libby what's going on? Why did you turn off the autopilot?" He calls out to the computer as he jumps into the chair again and flips a few switches.

Libby responds in a monotone female voice, "Sensors indicated that we are nearing our target Captain." While it's not her real name the artificial being has grown found of it over the past few months.

"Our target?" Alfred looks out the windows at the blackness beyond confused, "Libby I think your sensors are on the fritz cause there's nothing out there." He adjusts his glasses seeing nothing but stars shining brightly in the open abyss around him. "Okay check again please."

"Captain my sensors say that the ship is minus forty five degrees off of our current position."

"Bullshit." While he doesn't see anything he turns the ship toward the suppose ship knowing there's no way that they've just passed it and that there's anything out there expect for darkness. "Still nothing Libby." He once again flips on the autopilot as he stands, "I'm getting lunch and then we'll search for this ship okay?"

Just as he steps off the brig something hits the side of the ship sending him flying backwards. He nearly smacks his head on the side of the air lock as he's sent flying, "Libby!" Instantly all sirens go off as the computer speaks up.

"Captain we're under attack."

He's quickly to his feet racing back to his chair all the while trying not to trip over his own feet, "Who? What race? And where the fuck are they?"

"Please repeat the question."

"Who the fuck is attacking us Libby?!" He sits grabbing his taking hold of the wheel finding it stuck in place, "Libby!"

The computer finally speaks up after a moment, "Unknown….Unknown...Unknown."

Something in the way it's saying it makes Alfred's skin crawl and what's worse is as far as he can tell there's nothing out there. He grabs his radio and quickly starts speaking into it not even waiting for the crackle on the radio, "This is Orion in need of help. I repeat this is Capitan Jones of the starship Orion I'm being attacked by an unknown force." Its only now that he sees it something that makes him drop the radio in his hands as his mouth opens in awe, "Oh my god…"

Twenty minutes later the commander of a large transport ship shakes his head, "These are the coordinates right?" When his second in command nods the blue man shakes his head, "Then where is the Orion?"