This is my first fanfic and I'm doing it about one of my favourite cartoons so let's see how it goes also tell about any mistakes thanks.
In the dark void of space a tired looking Gordanian cruiser drifted slowly trying to get back without their prize. In the dark corridors very little light bleeding though the doorways to the bridge as Trogaar sat slumped on his captain with his hand on his head looking very depressed and fed up.
"How far are we from the citadel" he groaned
"Sir we are still two light years away" replied the Gordanian
"Fine set the most emergency power to the engine but keep enough for the basic life support" Trogaar ordered as he started to leave the bridge.
"Captain there's another cruiser is approaching they asking to dock" the Gordanian said with surprise
"Sure fine let them whatever happens it can't be worse than what's happening now" Trogaar replied sounding like he doesn't care.
The tired Gordanian captain staggered to the small light flickering airlock as it struggled to open to darkness.
"Well this ship has seen better days" said a voice from the shadows.
"Who are you" Trogaar reopened
"I'll tell you after you hear my proposition but I could be your best friend ," the figure in the shadows replied
Trogaar could tell that the figure in the shadows wasn't a Gordanian it was small and slim like he's seen this shape before but with how things were it couldn't get much worse.
"Fine what is it" he answered
The figure started to move around the airlock slowly very casually
"Well you can't get back to citadel in this dump and if the ever got back you don't have the prize you were supposed to get" the figure explained
"Get to the point" Trogaar interrupted angrily
"ok so I let's say persuaded a great many Gordanian to join me to fine you and I got that because of my persuasion and we go to earth and force them to give her to you and also make sure she doesn't escape like last time so you get a new ship a new army and your prize" the figure stop in the middle of the air lock and look at Trogaar who looked confused.
"So your here to help me but what do you get out of this" Trogaar asked.
The figure started to move into the light.
"Simple I get to see her loss everything like see made me" the figure moved into the light revelling a grinning a tall black haired girl it was a Tamaranean it was Blackfire. Her black clothes had some small tears and scratches across the metal plating across her arms and legs.
Trogaar stared at her for a moment thinking it sounds too good to be true but she was a Tamaranean why would she want a Gordanian the race who attacked her home planet there was more to what she was letting him know about however it's not like he had anything to lose.
"ok you got a deal so what's the plan".