Inevitable

AJ

Trance ran through the corridors of Andromeda, Calling out to Rommie but no one answered. Andromeda's not answering this was not good, she did not expect this. She glanced behind her, bewildered to see the Black armored figure following her. She picked up her speed running in no particular pattern; she felt her side burn from weapon wound the dark figure gave her only moments ago. She called out again to Andromeda "Intruder Alert, Deck 5, Help" she spit out in a fluster to gain more ground. She looked behind her to see the figure manifest in front of her very eyes. He manifested himself closer and closer to Trance; it made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. He pulled out his gun and with his other hand, swiped toward the running Trance. Trance ducked his magnificent hand and ran down a near by corridor.

She new the machine shop was close but did not want to bring Death to Harpers doorstep. She knew from her other possible futures that Harper did die by the hands of this creature. She did not plan on that happening, so she ran the opposite direction of the machine shop. Trance did not expect the outcome of her actions, for this creature to come back and haunt the andromeda. They had faced this figure 6 months ago when she had finally told Dylan the truth about their possible futures. She had felt a ping of pain below the weapon wound on her side, the muscle tighten from the sudden 'work out'. She was running out of option, she did not know why this creature was after her but she knew it was here for business. She needed Help, she couldn't fight him off. "Dylan! I need Help" she gasped for breath and continued "Deck 5, intruder" She prayed to the Devine Dylan heard that. Andromeda gave no notification that it was sent, but Trance still had hope. She ducked one more swipe with his hands and slid down to Deck 6, only to find the creature manifesting itself inches in front of her. It grabbed her by the neck with one hand and lifted her into the air. Trance struggle to grab her knife below her waist. The Dark mysterious creature threw her against the adjacent wall. Trance protected her face as she hit the Bulkhead and fell to the grated floor. She lay on the ground facing the grated floor, where she had fallen. The creature seemed to be waiting for her. She finally pushed herself up from the ground and got on her feet. She gave the creature a look of death. She would rather die on her feet than live on her knees. The creature seemed to understand as he pulled his weapon out again and faced it toward her. Trance closed her eyes.

She would not let him hurt her friends. She heard the creature fire its weapon, simultaneously raising her hands and consuming its phaser into her bright yellow sun she had created in the palm of her hands. The ball of neon yellow and orange colors was the size of Harpers head. The Glowing sun, consumed its weapon fire till it was not more, becoming vibrant with emerald colors. The creature seemed to be caught off guard by this sudden skill, Trance took the opportunity and threw her bright Emerald and gold sun at the creature. The dark armored figure was mesmerized by the glowing ball that it did not have time to avoid the hurdling mystic ball. Trance witnessed it striking him square in the chest, as the impact shoved him back. The yellow and emerald sun seemed to pull the beast apart. The figure realized the seemingly petite woman was a worthy opponent and he dissipated into thin air. A roar of anger was heard from the figure as it became translucent again.

As the Beast left the corridor and hopefully the Andromeda, Trance felt a weight lifted from her body- relieved with the outcome of this strange run in. Trance saw the view screen to Andromeda boot up and heard the chirp of response from the intercom. She succeeded in protecting her friends. The world seemed a bit fuzzy no though; she had exceeded her expectation in that situation. Life felt blissful but it didn't last long. She had finally felt the utter twinge of her side spread throughout her abdomen. It was great to be alive and to know her friends were alright but now she felt the price for being alive. She felt the wounds she obtained in the fight with the armor figure emerge.

The silence on the Andromeda was deafening, She saw Andromeda arise on the viewing screen across the hallway her words were muffled but trance knew her concerning eyes. Trance leaned one hand on the wall to keep her balance as she assessed her wound, feeling the wet substance on her wound. The insufferable, trance's mind seemed to be in a fog. She felt the wall behind her back and she slid down to the floor, leaning her head and the crevice of the wall. Weary and exhausted, as if her energy had drained from her all at once. Her eyes watched Rommie on the view screen calling to trance, as she saw the flashing yellow emergency lights around her. Trance's eyelids began to droop, she tried to concentrate on Andromeda caring eyes but her eyelids won the war.

She felt someone tugging on her wrists, and a voice following the movement. But trance didn't have the energy to open her eyes. Her body was almost immobile along with her mind. She heard a deep voice down the hall and running footsteps down the corridor. She must have lost consciousness because suddenly she felt someone lifting her into their arms, cradling her into their chest. It was a strong chest, she felt protected. Trance tried again to open her eyes but nothing had happen. Was she awake or was this just her minds eye telling her what was going on. She had never been shot before. Not really. She didn't really feel the time the night-sider shot her. this was pain she had never felt before. The pain turned into a numbing throb that extended throughout her body. Her consciousness dozed off once more. She felt surges through her body abruptly and needles but it was barely noticeable compared to the screaming pain of her wounds.