It all happened in slow motion. It was like they could stop and touch the blaster bullet that hurt her. The one person that they couldn't lose. The one person that brought them here, brought them all together, and made them a beautiful and quirky family.
The bullet, aimed to hit her in the head illuminated her features as she turned to face it. Painting a mask of horror and fear onto her face she tried to turn, tried to face away from a shot that could so easily end her life. It struck her body and she fell to the floor with a thud, a sound that would forever remain in the ears of her crew for the rest of their lives, haunting them as they wish they could have done more.
Hera was down and her time was running out.
To be continued….