Outlaw Star: Final Closure
Not just the title of the story, this is also the end that I foresaw after the series finished up. Too many loose ends remained for it to have a feeling of completion and I have therefore sought to finish up where they left off. As always, all characters herein that share the name with a character from Outlaw Star actually is one. Any characters with new or original names... well check to make sure they aren't characters before you credit their creation to me. :P
This story will have spoilers for those who have yet to finish Outlaw Star.
Part 1: Phantoms
Prologue:
It has never been argued that the safest place to travel in space is along side the galaxy's most feared warrior race, the Ctarl Ctarl. That is as long as you are on the good side of these fearsome fighters. Needless to say, this feeling of safety had a deep calming effect on Aisha Clan-Clan, who lay asleep in her quarters of the vast ship the Noburu Boribori. However, deep space is known to have as many enemies in it as there are fish in the sea, and an even more powerful monster may lurk in its depths.
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"How often does she have to sleep a day, anyway?" the heavily armed Darius muttered as he stood outside the private quarters of Ms. Clan-Clan.
Rodergio just shrugged as he readjusted the patch on his arm indicating him to be part of the Ctarl elite. Darius scratched the back of his head angrily as he stared out a side window into the vast openness of space. The deep void was almost overwhelming. Men had been known to go mad from staring off into the desolate landscape due to the large feeling of depression that seemed to emanate from the quiet frontier's core. After waiting for the amount of time he normally did at this window he could begin to understand what he had seen as a weakness before.
"I think my feet have fallen asleep..." Darius began to mutter.
The door slammed open as Aisha strutted out with a wide smile on her face. Both of the guards gave a slight start due to the unexpectedly 'short' nap of their young commander.
"I'm hungry enough to eat a whole school of fish." the female Ctarl sighed as she slowly made her way down to the dining quarters of the ship.
Rodergio tapped her on the shoulder politely, "Lady Aisha, the emperor asked you to send him a message as soon as you woke up from your afternoon nap."
Aisha dismissed the comment with a flick of her hand, "He can wait until I get a little food, I just can't report on an empty stomach!"
Rodergio nodded, "As you say mistress."
Half an hour later Aisha had polished off her light snack and was headed back to the bridge to speak with the Ctarl Ctarl emperor. Suddenly the red emergency lights flashed as the Noburu Boribori erupted to life. Ctarl Ctarl swarmed all over the decks seemingly without purpose as Aisha stubbornly fought her way to the bridge. She finally reached the bridge and staggered through out of the flood of her countrymen.
"Lady Aisha! We're under attack!"
"A pod of missiles has destroyed all of our offensive capabilities for the entire right side of the ship!"
"5th and 6th engines are scrap! The others are barely functioning! We must've been struck with an electromagnetic pulse!"
"Shut up!" She screamed over the din, "What is attacking us and where is it coming from!?!"
Three Ctarl Ctarl started to respond at once but she silenced them with a wave of her hand.
"Where? Show me now!"
She looked expectantly toward the main screen of the ship as the picture slowly appeared. The golden ship was unmistakable.
MACDOUGALL!?! Her mind screamed at her as she saw the ship that had plagued her and the other crewmembers of the Outlaw Star a year earlier.
"The ship is hailing us Lady Aisha, I'm patching it through."
The screen behind her desk buzzed to life with the smirking face of Ron MacDougall.
"It's been a while, woman."
"What are you still doing alive, Ron? Gene sent you to hell already!"
Ron's scowl grew slightly darker, "I'm afraid not. A MacDougall doesn't die easily to a green kid like that. However Harry has a gift for your trouble back there."
Aisha slammed her hands on both sides of the monitor as she snarled back at him, "Get away from this ship, you pig or I'll tear you apart for good!"
He laughed back at her, "I'm sorry, but I'm coming aboard. I'll be seeing you soon..."
The monitor winked out as the communication was cut and Aisha jumped back to attention.
"Fire on that ship with everything we've got!" she demanded of her crew, "No one messes with the Ctarl Ctarl empire!"
The bridge buzzed with activity as they slowly started to rotate the vast ship to an angle of attack. Suddenly the power went dead and the whole ship stopped.
"A virus has infiltrated the systems!"
"Then purge it!"
"It's set itself into the base programs, we can't even reactivate the ship."
Aisha dropped back into her chair rubbing her temples. She always was at a loss when she had to come up with an alternative to simply crushing her opponent. The ship suddenly lurched with the sound of grinding metal.
"That came from the rear of the ship! Lady Aisha..."
Before the pilot could finish his sentence the female was already sprinting back into the ship's deeper quarters.
"Should I do it now, Ron?" Harry's digital voice inquired, throbbing with eagerness.
Ron chuckled as he responded, "No, Harry, wait until I get back. I'm gonna have some fun with them first.
He loaded up his Kaster with several more shells before he slipped into the boarding tube. The welcome sound of grinding metal echoed in his ears as he punctured the outer armor of the Noburu Boribori and he darted from the opening into the cargo hold. He crouched behind a crate as he calmly waited for his target to enter.
"You're the first one Aisha..."
"Why aren't they out here getting ready to charge?" Aisha screamed as she noted the silent halls of her ship.
Rodergio responded quickly, "The doors are all electric Lady Aisha. They are strong enough to resist the strength of even ten Ctarl's so please don't blame them."
Aisha huffed again before pushing on with her two bodyguards.
"If they are all electric how do you suggest we get into the area of the breach?"
"No problem with that, the cargo hold has never been covered with electronically operated doors. The bridge and the cargo hold were set up with the normal locks to avoid hacking into important parts of the ship."
"Aren't all of the rooms important?"
"Apparently not..." Darius muttered, "But we should concentrate on getting in there and killing this MacDougall or whatever you called him."
"Your bloodlust never ceases to amaze me, Dar." Rodergio snickered.
"Don't call me Dar."
After a short walk, and a long argument about not being called Dar, the three Ctarl Ctarl reached the door to the hold. Aisha took point and opened the door quickly.
Ron rechecked his shells to make sure they were all ready and smiled slightly to himself. No amount of preparation or recuperation would be able to assess whether he was up to snuff from his injuries at the Leyline. But confidence and surprise were on his side and he felt confidence in the fact that no one could best a MacDougall in a fair fight.
Aisha sucked in her breath in surprise as her two companions dashed quickly into the room and immediately headed for the boarding tube the Sri Lanka had penetrated with. The idiots were completely giving away any hopes of catching the intruder by surprise and that could be a fatal mistake when dealing with the likes of the MacDougalls. After all, everyone knew that her race was immortal, not invulnerable.
"Lady Aisha! There's no sign of the attacker, do you want us to fan out and search?"
Aisha slapped a hand to her face in disgust. How could these two be members of the elite guards! Ron could still be right around the corner!
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Darius and Rodergio immediately went into defensive crouches when they heard the voice. Darius nodded to Rodergio and pointed to the corner of the room, who started to slink over in that direction. As he reached the area he dashed out of site. A sudden flash of light caught them all by surprise as the hunter's body flew back into the crates of food they had picked up when they stopped at Heifong III station earlier that week. Darius launched into action sprinting back to the same area.
"Always fall for the same trick don't they?" Ron chuckled from behind Aisha.
Growling at her own negligence she fell into a forward roll as Ron fired off a Kaster shell. It struck Darius who followed a similar path as his companion into another batch of cargo.
Aisha sprang back to her feet with her teeth bared, "You just bite off more than you could chew..."
Ron smirked at her, putting his Kaster gun back under his trench coat, "I don't think so. I've not planned this whole time to be killed the day I've come back to life."
"I've heard enough!" The battle ready woman cried as she flung herself at the Outlaw.
Ron easily dodged the lunge and drove his knee into her chin. As she straightened up he delivered a crushing elbow into her throat. She fell back gasping for air, and found that it was barely coming.
At least he didn't crush my windpipe...
Before she could catch her breath he was on her again with a hard hitting right to the face which sent her sprawling on the ground. She struggled to get back to her feet but he reached her first.
He put his foot in her lower back and pulled her head up by the hair, "Harry wanted me to try this on you. I have to admit I'm also a bit interested in its possible effects." The MacDougall whispered into her ear, brandishing a small metal cylinder.
"You... are.... dead..." Aisha growled at him.
Ron smiled at her again, "You're wasting my time, we already went over this."
She heard a click behind her head as the man pushed a button on the item. A hum of electricity filled the air and she felt her hair rising. Without warning she felt it jab into the back of her neck and it sent her whole body into painful convulsions. She screamed in pain for what seemed like hours, but was in fact mere minutes, before the horrible thing was removed. Her hair was released and she slumped to the ground unable to move. Her vision was blurry and she could hardly even keep her eyes open at all.
"That was quite interesting, causing that much pain to a Ctarl Ctarl is quite impressive."
Aisha started to curse him but fell unconscious.
He knelt down and picked up the young catgirl, resting her head on his knee. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his revolver and placed it to her chin.
"Now you die, Aisha. Feel the flames that almost consumed me."
He slowly squeezed the trigger hoping that her eyes would open and she'd see her own doom. Unfortunately she was too deep into unconscious. Darius was not however. As Ron was about to finish off his victim the large male slammed into him, sending the gun skittering across the floor.
"Feel the power of my ancestors!" Darius screamed as he slowly started the transformation into his bestial state.
Before he could accomplish this feat the MacDougall ran back to the tube, laughing, and returned to the Sri Lanka. He leaped at the tube but couldn't find a grip as it removed itself from the ship.
"You bastard! How could I let him escape!" He growled at himself before he remembered Aisha.
He sprinted back to his commander and gently probed her for any broken bones or wounds. He couldn't find any serious ones so he lifted her gently and headed over to his friend Rodergio. Luckily Rodergio was slowly getting back to his feet.
"He tricked me with a voice-com... how embarrassing." he muttered as he rose.
Sure enough a blasted communicator was sitting behind the crate that the voice had came from.
"We must get Lady Aisha to the infirmary! We don't have time to speak of these events!"
"I-infirmary? S-she was hurt!?" Rodergio choked as he took a look at the scene, " Let's get there fast!"
The metal door slid open and Ron made his way back to the cockpit of the ship. Harry was on the screen waiting patiently for the report.
"Did it work, Ron?"
"Yeah, Harry, real well. It's a very useful device."
Harry nodded smugly, "Everything I make is a useful device, brother. You should be aware of that."
"Don't worry, I know that. I say it more out of habit now. Oh, would you blast that eyesore out of this life for me? You can use any weapon you'd like."
"Hehe, you know me too well..." Harry laughed darkly, "I know just the weapon to do it with."
"The power is still out, there's no way for you to get into the infirmary much less use anything in there. We're planning on sending out the escape pod to search for help in a nearby station." the ship's pilot told Darius when he returned to the bridge.
"I'll go. Please get Lady Aisha comfortable in the pod. She may need treatment on arrival."
He carefully passed her on to the older Ctarl and went over to speak with Rodergio.
Rodergio noted his approach, "What's wrong with her? You have that look in your eyes."
Darius sighed, "I'm bringing her with me in the pod to get help. I'm not sure but I think she may have cracked her collarbone. I'd also like a doctor's opinion on any damage I may not be able to find."
"That's pretty serious. You want me to keep this place in order until you get back?"
"Yeah, I want to bring you, but unfortunately that would only hinder our travel speed."
A somber looking male walked up to the two of them, "I don't mean to worry you, but that ship out there isn't leaving."
Rodergio scowled at the ship, "I don't like this. But anyway, isn't the escape pod electrically powered?"
Darius nodded, "Yes, but it runs off it's own generator so it shouldn't be affected by the virus."
The two of them shook hands.
"Good luck and hurry back."
"HAHAHA! Die!" A halcion missile flared into the larger ship, "Die!" another followed suit, "Die!!"
The barrage ripped a chunk from the Noburu Boribori's hull and people, furniture and papers flowed out into the void. Another short barrage sent the rest of the ship into a wrenching spin, which tore itself in half.
"Finish them off, brother, I've had my fun." Harry giggled, giving the control of the ship back to Ron.
Ron pressed a series of buttons, which sent a spray of tiny bombs into the direction of the Ctarl Ctarl battleship.
"Let's get out of here Harry, this place is going to get real messy real fast."
The Shangra La turned itself and blasted back out across the skies into the darkness from whence they came.
Her eyes fluttered open weakly, "Uhn... where...?" she coughed a little blood up.
A strong hand held her down as she tried to rise. Unfocused eyes settled on the one barring her path but she couldn't make the person out. A flash of lights caught her eyes as she felt the ground she was on slowly drift away.
"... Gotta... tell... Gene..." She managed to say before slipping back into the dark blanket of unconsciousness.
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End of part one...
Author's Note: Yes, it is a little short, but I've never claimed to be able to make anything of any truly staggering amounts. I'd really love to get some reviews for this so that I know how to improve it and make the next part even better.
Not just the title of the story, this is also the end that I foresaw after the series finished up. Too many loose ends remained for it to have a feeling of completion and I have therefore sought to finish up where they left off. As always, all characters herein that share the name with a character from Outlaw Star actually is one. Any characters with new or original names... well check to make sure they aren't characters before you credit their creation to me. :P
This story will have spoilers for those who have yet to finish Outlaw Star.
Part 1: Phantoms
Prologue:
It has never been argued that the safest place to travel in space is along side the galaxy's most feared warrior race, the Ctarl Ctarl. That is as long as you are on the good side of these fearsome fighters. Needless to say, this feeling of safety had a deep calming effect on Aisha Clan-Clan, who lay asleep in her quarters of the vast ship the Noburu Boribori. However, deep space is known to have as many enemies in it as there are fish in the sea, and an even more powerful monster may lurk in its depths.
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"How often does she have to sleep a day, anyway?" the heavily armed Darius muttered as he stood outside the private quarters of Ms. Clan-Clan.
Rodergio just shrugged as he readjusted the patch on his arm indicating him to be part of the Ctarl elite. Darius scratched the back of his head angrily as he stared out a side window into the vast openness of space. The deep void was almost overwhelming. Men had been known to go mad from staring off into the desolate landscape due to the large feeling of depression that seemed to emanate from the quiet frontier's core. After waiting for the amount of time he normally did at this window he could begin to understand what he had seen as a weakness before.
"I think my feet have fallen asleep..." Darius began to mutter.
The door slammed open as Aisha strutted out with a wide smile on her face. Both of the guards gave a slight start due to the unexpectedly 'short' nap of their young commander.
"I'm hungry enough to eat a whole school of fish." the female Ctarl sighed as she slowly made her way down to the dining quarters of the ship.
Rodergio tapped her on the shoulder politely, "Lady Aisha, the emperor asked you to send him a message as soon as you woke up from your afternoon nap."
Aisha dismissed the comment with a flick of her hand, "He can wait until I get a little food, I just can't report on an empty stomach!"
Rodergio nodded, "As you say mistress."
Half an hour later Aisha had polished off her light snack and was headed back to the bridge to speak with the Ctarl Ctarl emperor. Suddenly the red emergency lights flashed as the Noburu Boribori erupted to life. Ctarl Ctarl swarmed all over the decks seemingly without purpose as Aisha stubbornly fought her way to the bridge. She finally reached the bridge and staggered through out of the flood of her countrymen.
"Lady Aisha! We're under attack!"
"A pod of missiles has destroyed all of our offensive capabilities for the entire right side of the ship!"
"5th and 6th engines are scrap! The others are barely functioning! We must've been struck with an electromagnetic pulse!"
"Shut up!" She screamed over the din, "What is attacking us and where is it coming from!?!"
Three Ctarl Ctarl started to respond at once but she silenced them with a wave of her hand.
"Where? Show me now!"
She looked expectantly toward the main screen of the ship as the picture slowly appeared. The golden ship was unmistakable.
MACDOUGALL!?! Her mind screamed at her as she saw the ship that had plagued her and the other crewmembers of the Outlaw Star a year earlier.
"The ship is hailing us Lady Aisha, I'm patching it through."
The screen behind her desk buzzed to life with the smirking face of Ron MacDougall.
"It's been a while, woman."
"What are you still doing alive, Ron? Gene sent you to hell already!"
Ron's scowl grew slightly darker, "I'm afraid not. A MacDougall doesn't die easily to a green kid like that. However Harry has a gift for your trouble back there."
Aisha slammed her hands on both sides of the monitor as she snarled back at him, "Get away from this ship, you pig or I'll tear you apart for good!"
He laughed back at her, "I'm sorry, but I'm coming aboard. I'll be seeing you soon..."
The monitor winked out as the communication was cut and Aisha jumped back to attention.
"Fire on that ship with everything we've got!" she demanded of her crew, "No one messes with the Ctarl Ctarl empire!"
The bridge buzzed with activity as they slowly started to rotate the vast ship to an angle of attack. Suddenly the power went dead and the whole ship stopped.
"A virus has infiltrated the systems!"
"Then purge it!"
"It's set itself into the base programs, we can't even reactivate the ship."
Aisha dropped back into her chair rubbing her temples. She always was at a loss when she had to come up with an alternative to simply crushing her opponent. The ship suddenly lurched with the sound of grinding metal.
"That came from the rear of the ship! Lady Aisha..."
Before the pilot could finish his sentence the female was already sprinting back into the ship's deeper quarters.
"Should I do it now, Ron?" Harry's digital voice inquired, throbbing with eagerness.
Ron chuckled as he responded, "No, Harry, wait until I get back. I'm gonna have some fun with them first.
He loaded up his Kaster with several more shells before he slipped into the boarding tube. The welcome sound of grinding metal echoed in his ears as he punctured the outer armor of the Noburu Boribori and he darted from the opening into the cargo hold. He crouched behind a crate as he calmly waited for his target to enter.
"You're the first one Aisha..."
"Why aren't they out here getting ready to charge?" Aisha screamed as she noted the silent halls of her ship.
Rodergio responded quickly, "The doors are all electric Lady Aisha. They are strong enough to resist the strength of even ten Ctarl's so please don't blame them."
Aisha huffed again before pushing on with her two bodyguards.
"If they are all electric how do you suggest we get into the area of the breach?"
"No problem with that, the cargo hold has never been covered with electronically operated doors. The bridge and the cargo hold were set up with the normal locks to avoid hacking into important parts of the ship."
"Aren't all of the rooms important?"
"Apparently not..." Darius muttered, "But we should concentrate on getting in there and killing this MacDougall or whatever you called him."
"Your bloodlust never ceases to amaze me, Dar." Rodergio snickered.
"Don't call me Dar."
After a short walk, and a long argument about not being called Dar, the three Ctarl Ctarl reached the door to the hold. Aisha took point and opened the door quickly.
Ron rechecked his shells to make sure they were all ready and smiled slightly to himself. No amount of preparation or recuperation would be able to assess whether he was up to snuff from his injuries at the Leyline. But confidence and surprise were on his side and he felt confidence in the fact that no one could best a MacDougall in a fair fight.
Aisha sucked in her breath in surprise as her two companions dashed quickly into the room and immediately headed for the boarding tube the Sri Lanka had penetrated with. The idiots were completely giving away any hopes of catching the intruder by surprise and that could be a fatal mistake when dealing with the likes of the MacDougalls. After all, everyone knew that her race was immortal, not invulnerable.
"Lady Aisha! There's no sign of the attacker, do you want us to fan out and search?"
Aisha slapped a hand to her face in disgust. How could these two be members of the elite guards! Ron could still be right around the corner!
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Darius and Rodergio immediately went into defensive crouches when they heard the voice. Darius nodded to Rodergio and pointed to the corner of the room, who started to slink over in that direction. As he reached the area he dashed out of site. A sudden flash of light caught them all by surprise as the hunter's body flew back into the crates of food they had picked up when they stopped at Heifong III station earlier that week. Darius launched into action sprinting back to the same area.
"Always fall for the same trick don't they?" Ron chuckled from behind Aisha.
Growling at her own negligence she fell into a forward roll as Ron fired off a Kaster shell. It struck Darius who followed a similar path as his companion into another batch of cargo.
Aisha sprang back to her feet with her teeth bared, "You just bite off more than you could chew..."
Ron smirked at her, putting his Kaster gun back under his trench coat, "I don't think so. I've not planned this whole time to be killed the day I've come back to life."
"I've heard enough!" The battle ready woman cried as she flung herself at the Outlaw.
Ron easily dodged the lunge and drove his knee into her chin. As she straightened up he delivered a crushing elbow into her throat. She fell back gasping for air, and found that it was barely coming.
At least he didn't crush my windpipe...
Before she could catch her breath he was on her again with a hard hitting right to the face which sent her sprawling on the ground. She struggled to get back to her feet but he reached her first.
He put his foot in her lower back and pulled her head up by the hair, "Harry wanted me to try this on you. I have to admit I'm also a bit interested in its possible effects." The MacDougall whispered into her ear, brandishing a small metal cylinder.
"You... are.... dead..." Aisha growled at him.
Ron smiled at her again, "You're wasting my time, we already went over this."
She heard a click behind her head as the man pushed a button on the item. A hum of electricity filled the air and she felt her hair rising. Without warning she felt it jab into the back of her neck and it sent her whole body into painful convulsions. She screamed in pain for what seemed like hours, but was in fact mere minutes, before the horrible thing was removed. Her hair was released and she slumped to the ground unable to move. Her vision was blurry and she could hardly even keep her eyes open at all.
"That was quite interesting, causing that much pain to a Ctarl Ctarl is quite impressive."
Aisha started to curse him but fell unconscious.
He knelt down and picked up the young catgirl, resting her head on his knee. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his revolver and placed it to her chin.
"Now you die, Aisha. Feel the flames that almost consumed me."
He slowly squeezed the trigger hoping that her eyes would open and she'd see her own doom. Unfortunately she was too deep into unconscious. Darius was not however. As Ron was about to finish off his victim the large male slammed into him, sending the gun skittering across the floor.
"Feel the power of my ancestors!" Darius screamed as he slowly started the transformation into his bestial state.
Before he could accomplish this feat the MacDougall ran back to the tube, laughing, and returned to the Sri Lanka. He leaped at the tube but couldn't find a grip as it removed itself from the ship.
"You bastard! How could I let him escape!" He growled at himself before he remembered Aisha.
He sprinted back to his commander and gently probed her for any broken bones or wounds. He couldn't find any serious ones so he lifted her gently and headed over to his friend Rodergio. Luckily Rodergio was slowly getting back to his feet.
"He tricked me with a voice-com... how embarrassing." he muttered as he rose.
Sure enough a blasted communicator was sitting behind the crate that the voice had came from.
"We must get Lady Aisha to the infirmary! We don't have time to speak of these events!"
"I-infirmary? S-she was hurt!?" Rodergio choked as he took a look at the scene, " Let's get there fast!"
The metal door slid open and Ron made his way back to the cockpit of the ship. Harry was on the screen waiting patiently for the report.
"Did it work, Ron?"
"Yeah, Harry, real well. It's a very useful device."
Harry nodded smugly, "Everything I make is a useful device, brother. You should be aware of that."
"Don't worry, I know that. I say it more out of habit now. Oh, would you blast that eyesore out of this life for me? You can use any weapon you'd like."
"Hehe, you know me too well..." Harry laughed darkly, "I know just the weapon to do it with."
"The power is still out, there's no way for you to get into the infirmary much less use anything in there. We're planning on sending out the escape pod to search for help in a nearby station." the ship's pilot told Darius when he returned to the bridge.
"I'll go. Please get Lady Aisha comfortable in the pod. She may need treatment on arrival."
He carefully passed her on to the older Ctarl and went over to speak with Rodergio.
Rodergio noted his approach, "What's wrong with her? You have that look in your eyes."
Darius sighed, "I'm bringing her with me in the pod to get help. I'm not sure but I think she may have cracked her collarbone. I'd also like a doctor's opinion on any damage I may not be able to find."
"That's pretty serious. You want me to keep this place in order until you get back?"
"Yeah, I want to bring you, but unfortunately that would only hinder our travel speed."
A somber looking male walked up to the two of them, "I don't mean to worry you, but that ship out there isn't leaving."
Rodergio scowled at the ship, "I don't like this. But anyway, isn't the escape pod electrically powered?"
Darius nodded, "Yes, but it runs off it's own generator so it shouldn't be affected by the virus."
The two of them shook hands.
"Good luck and hurry back."
"HAHAHA! Die!" A halcion missile flared into the larger ship, "Die!" another followed suit, "Die!!"
The barrage ripped a chunk from the Noburu Boribori's hull and people, furniture and papers flowed out into the void. Another short barrage sent the rest of the ship into a wrenching spin, which tore itself in half.
"Finish them off, brother, I've had my fun." Harry giggled, giving the control of the ship back to Ron.
Ron pressed a series of buttons, which sent a spray of tiny bombs into the direction of the Ctarl Ctarl battleship.
"Let's get out of here Harry, this place is going to get real messy real fast."
The Shangra La turned itself and blasted back out across the skies into the darkness from whence they came.
Her eyes fluttered open weakly, "Uhn... where...?" she coughed a little blood up.
A strong hand held her down as she tried to rise. Unfocused eyes settled on the one barring her path but she couldn't make the person out. A flash of lights caught her eyes as she felt the ground she was on slowly drift away.
"... Gotta... tell... Gene..." She managed to say before slipping back into the dark blanket of unconsciousness.
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End of part one...
Author's Note: Yes, it is a little short, but I've never claimed to be able to make anything of any truly staggering amounts. I'd really love to get some reviews for this so that I know how to improve it and make the next part even better.