A/N: Tiny little easter egg here from another Sci-Fi franchise. Just for funsies. :)
Three's Comm made a noise on the counter. He didn't look up and there was no way he was going to stop what he was doing to get up and get it. There was a gun in his lap and the rest were spread around him on the floor. Three had planned all this out. They had nothing else going on. Dealer's choice of pastimes and this was what he was going to do.
"I need everyone on the Bridge, now." Two's voice came from somewhere in his room, much louder than the Comm.
Three jumped, looking around. It had sounded like she was right there. "Two?"
"Everyone means you, Three."
"Five's behind this, isn't she? What, did she sneak in my room and rig this up?" Three went back to the gun.
"The Raza already had the capability, so it just took finding and unlocking it. You're welcome." Five said.
"All right, then. That's just great. Now you can tell me what's going on while I stay right here."
"I need you up here." Two said.
"I'll be up in a minute." Three gently set the gun in his lap with the others. Softer, he said, "I promise I'll be back soon."
On his way out, Three gave a lingering look to Moss where he lay in what had been One's favorite place to sleep. When he actually slept in here. He'd preferred his own bed.
Three was the last one to the Bridge. Two nodded to him, but everyone else was too busy staring at a strange ship sitting outside the Raza. Three gave it a half-nod. "The hell is that?"
"That is the Nostromo." The Android said. "It dropped out of FTL a few minutes ago. It is broadcasting a distress signal that contains a recorded message."
A woman's face filled the main screen for a moment before she backed off. There was a large tattoo curving around her left eye and her hair was buzzed close to her head. Her eyes were wide, panicked even though she didn't look like a person that was easily shaken. "...romo...requesting assistance from any nearby ships. Something is loose on our ship. Most of the crew is...dead. Ple–"
A pale arm streaked with blood wrapped around her neck. The attacker's other hand came up with a scalpel. The woman thrashed her body against him, trying to break free. She hit something and the screen went black.
Two turned to them. "We can't get any other response from the ship. It's possible everyone except the murderer is dead."
"And we're going over there, aren't we?" Three asked.
"We help whoever might be left and split the cargo. Everyone wins."
"Great. Sounds like a fun little field trip." Three said.
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Three didn't find it that hard to believe that he'd gotten so used to flying this little ship in such a short time. He was exactly that awesome. Also, there was a good chance that he was never letting Six anywhere near the controls again. Three docked the Marauder to the Nostromo and there was a part of him that did want to find the murderer and dispense a little deep space justice. A much smaller part wanted to go back to bed.
The silence was what bothered him the most when they crossed into the ship. He hated when it was quiet. It almost always meant that something bad was going to happen. Give him noise. Chaos. Something concrete to shoot.
The first body they ran across wasn't far from the airlock. It was lying where the hall split into two, going opposite directions. Four rolled the man onto his back. They counted four stab wounds in his torso and one right in the middle of his forehead. He said, "This was a lot of hate. He's still warm, it wasn't long ago."
Three brought his gun up, finger on the trigger. He started down one way while Two said, "Everyone on guard. Keep in touch."
Two came up beside him and they moved as a team down the hall. There had been plenty of death on this ship. Down their hall, Three counted four more bodies before they came to the Bridge. All of them had the same wounds as the first man. Four stabs in the exact same places on their torsos and one to the head.
The woman who'd been on the screen lay crumbled behind the panel where she recorded the message. There was a mess where she'd fought back, but she wasn't a match for whoever had attacked the ship. Same wounds.
"What the hell happened here?" Two asked. She messed with the controls and brought up a layout of the ship. From what she could tell, Nyx and Four were on a path that would take them to the cargo area.
"No idea. Someone's definitely obsessed with this pattern."
"There were nine people on the crew." Two said, digging through information on where the ship had come from and where it was going.
"And who wants to bet every last one is dead?"
Six spoke into his ear. "Anything?"
Three ignored him, letting Two answer. He wandered around the Bridge, taking a look into space to see the Raza sitting outside.
"There is a small transport, but it's still here. Whoever did this has to still be on the ship." Two said.
She raised her hand to call Four, but he spoke first. "We've found one person alive, but you are not going to believe this."
They shared a look and then they both heard the soft voice in the background of Four's connection. "Four?...You got out."
Three took off the way they'd come, Two almost on his heels. She moved up next to him. "The ship that followed us home..."
Three nodded. "Other Derrick. Fucking alternate reality..."
In the farthest corner of the cargo hold, Four stood with a man leaning heavy on him. He wore white, but it was stained in stripes of red. Even with his head down, Three recognized his shape. He pushed off of Four to stand on his own when he saw them. His eyes stayed on Three.
Two spoke. "Four, he's probably one of the ones that followed us from the other reality."
Four shook his head. "I have reason to believe it is One in spite of facts. He called me Four, not Ryo."
The man kept staring at Three and he could almost believe it. Then he spoke. "You're an asshole."
One pitched forward and both Four and Three grabbed him. He sagged heavy between them. They all shared wide-eyed looks and Two said, "Get him into the Marauder."
A/N: I hope this wraps the short series up well. Putting up two chapters Monday, Wednesday, and Friday until the finish on the 22nd. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy. :)
