Chapter Thirteen: Pilot and Chiana



Pilot, despite his misgivings obeyed Aeryn's instructions and did not resist the boarding attempt by the aliens. Before long, the aliens poured onto Moya, numbering close to thirty heavily armored combat soldiers. Aeryn's wisdom in not trying to fight back became more apparent after their mothership decloaked. It was the same class of ship that had tried to attack them at the nebula. Resisting the aliens would have been suicidal considering its huge size and probable weaponry to match.

Chiana also obeyed Aeryn's instructions and hid herself. Pilot hoped that she could stay out of sight. He wasn't sure what the lone Nebari could do on her own with Aeryn now captured and Crichton and the others still on the planet's surface. Assistance from Talyn was unlikely since they weren't to rendezvous with him for another day, and communications were jammed anyway.

As the aliens moved further into Moya, it did not take them long to locate his den. Four of the aliens entered and stood just out of arms reach with their weapons pointed directly at him.

One them commanded. "You will stop operating that control console!"

Pilot tried to explain politely. "You do not understand, Moya needs me to help monitor and manage her various systems or..."

"YOU WILL OBEY!" The alien shouted.

"Hmmmm... Very well." Pilot sighed. He had a feeling that he just might seriously wish to have his former Peacekeeper overseers back than compared to these loud and arrogant beings.

***

A towering Jaffa warrior, with a golden symbol imbedded in the center of his forehead, and an elegantly trimmed black beard bowed before his master and god. "My Lord, we have successfully captured the living ship and its crew, including the ones on the planet's surface."

Apophis, one of the many Goa'uld System Lords smiled at the news from his comfortable throne. The exploration of this section of galaxy showed it was full of life and very ripe for conquest. The living ship had caught his interest along with the possible technological advances that he might gain from it, especially after witnessing how easily it had escaped from his fleet at the nebula only one day before. Luckily, it happened to run to a world where he planted one of his many spies throughout this area of space. Once he had obtained intelligence of its new coordinates, intercepting it was relatively simple.

"Well done, I want the crew to be interrogated but not to be permanently harmed... just yet." Apophis wanted to learn the secrets of this new ship. "See to it. I will join you shortly."

"Yes my, Lord." His First Prime turned and left to carry out his orders.

Alone again in his Grant Hall, Apophis rose from his throne and walked over to a nearby large portal window of his main Goa'uld attack ship, to observe his newly captured prize, Moya.

***

This is very bad! Okay, don't go farhbot Chiana, you have been in worse situations than this before. You just have to think... She frowned in thought, then laughed softly.


"Who am I kidding! I'm too frelling scared to think!"

The young Nebari was hiding in one of Moya's many shaft vents, hiding as Aeryn told her to. Alone and terrified, she hid there for about half an arn. She could hear the aliens walking by, moving about, searching the ship. She especially could hear the big ones, with the giant snake helmets and their heavy boots. Chiana could feel the vibrations as their steps reverberated right through the hull of Moya whenever they walked by.

Eventually, Chiana settled down and realized she couldn't hide forever. Soon the bad guys would start a more thorough search of Moya which would include the vents. As much as she hated to admit it, she was Moya's last best hope. She'd played hero before, but not on this scale, and not against odds like this.

She grabbed the pulse rifle she'd taken before ducking in the vent, and she slowly crawled out through the vent hatch, and back into the corridor.

Closing the hatch behind her, listening quietly, she determined it was reasonably safe on this deck. Command and Pilot's den was a couple of levels above her. She would bet her life and freedom that most of the bad guys were concentrated up there now.

One handy thing about being a thief, Chiana knew how to sneak about on Moya. She thought about trying to make it down to the hangar area and jumping into a transport or better yet, Aeryn's Prowler to escape but that would mean abandoning Moya, Pilot, and Aeryn.

No, she couldn't do that to them.

Thinking for a moment, she realized if she could reach Aeryn's Prowler, she might be able use its more powerful com unit to contact Crichton, or perhaps even Talyn if they're close enough. The aliens won't continue jamming communications if they thought they have complete control now.

With a plan formulated in her head, Chiana felt a little more confident. She was stealthily working her way to the hangar area when she heard the thunderous footsteps of the alien behemoths. She ducked behind a bulkhead and waited.

Peeking out, she spotted two of the snake heads crossing through the junction up ahead and more aliens followed closely behind but these ones wore simple skull caps and they were dragging...

"Oh, NO!" Chiana whispered silently.

Two of the aliens dragged an unconscious John Crichton by either arm up the corridor, this was followed by more aliens dragging an equally unconscious Sheba, D'Argo, Jool and a single alien carried an unconscious Rygel under his arm.

Chiana started to panic again, breaking down into tears. The aliens had captured all of her friends!