Oh dear it's been awhile since I've done anything on this site. Well, I'm going to try hard to keep this fic and some of my others active. Inspired by watching an oldish sci-fi favorite of mine... ok so it's FarScape. And maybe a little bit of StarGate influence but don't worry no wormhole gates and such xD. Oh, and the characters will look like they do in the upcoming third episode of Xenosaga just so I don't have to go through the trouble of describing them. xP

Chapter 1:

If there was one thing that tested chaos' formidible patience it was Tony's and Hammer's bickering. They were always high on testosterone of who had the more important roll on the Elsa. Frankly it was niether of them specifically, it was the entire crew that made the Elsa run the way she does. The stickler to make the desicions and keep them in line, hence the captian. The navigator so they would be on time and go through safe space, of course the pilot who got them there, and the engineer who kept things running in the green, that's where chaos came in. But Hammer and Tony never bothered him really except for the occasional tease. No it was indirectly that they annoyed him. So, to escape them chaos found an excuse to go fix something. Everyone viewed him as the one that was never bothered. But even one such as him had his off days.

On his way down to the catapult chaos passed the Proffesor's assistent Scott. chaos didn't know him all that personally but the adolescent was nice and had good relationships with the other crew. Scott and the Proffesor had assembled an ancient mech for Shion Uzuki to use after some tedious finding of its scattered parts. A rather... poetic side quest actually. The mech called Erde Kaiser had saved them a lot of trouble over all with minions of the Immigrant Fleet and the U-TIC. Currently however, all sides were quiet and waiting. So no need to worry on the out come of the future just yet.

Scott leaned heavily against the railing and sighed, "Hey chaos, how are you?"

"Fine, just going to check something down in the cargo hold. Some of the machinery were having problems while we were loading the crates at Atalia."

"The shipments for the Durandel right?"

"Uh huh, thankfully it's just a routine part of the Captian's contract with Little Master. His debts have been payed off."

Scott stood up straight, "That's all well and good. I'll leave you to your job then."

"Alright, talk to you later then."

chaos nodded his farewell and continued on his way. The remodeled Elsa was much more convieniant in the luxery business than in the mechanics. The new maintanence lab and mech bay were located just below them, and below that was the catapult.

A few basic robots were the only movement in the dim lighting. chaos pulled the main light switch next to the doorway. There was a loud click, hum and light illuminated the place more vividly. The hold had become a maze of metal crates and restraining cables. Truthful to his words, the white haired young man climbed onto the loading equipement and opened the main console to check for the glitches. It didn't take long for him to isolate the problem then move to fix them. All in all it took him just a few minutes. Hopefully the fire headed duo had finished their rages. Deciding to kill some more time, chaos walked the aisles of crates to make sure everything was where it should be. Nothing out of the ordinary caught his eye which was just as well, he'd supervised the load himself. Most of the crates were filled with supplies requested from stores on the Kukai foundation and others maintanence equipement for the realians servicing the Durandel.

Everything seemed in good order except for the aging on one of the giant boxes. The engineer's white brow's nitted with concern at the degrading corner. The crate was about six feet taller than him so the damaged section was just above his head. It was an odd finding, Atalia had strict regulations in keeping their murchendise safe. Perhaps no one had payed attention to which one they'd loaded. One thing to report once he got back upstairs, actually two. Different brand also he noted. Odd that this one had slipped his attention during the loading process. chaos read the serial number on the crate to check the Elsa's cargo list. With great agility chaos climbed the side and reached for the mechanism that was used to open the lid.

The instant his gloved hand touched the heavy metal switch he stopped. Something didn't feel right. In fact, chaos felt a very vile presence suddenly and he was positive it wasn't Hammer and Tony upstairs. This crate had been opened previously.

chaos suddenly turned around but didn't have time to register what he saw because something hard smacked him against his head. Lights out.

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Oh me oh my chaos was knocked out. Ya not much of a starting chapter but it'll get better later on. Review please!