Sith Re-animation
Lex Morette flew her slightly modified shuttle to intercept the floating ruins of the a Rebel frigate. The frigate had sent a distress beacon for help, but it appeared that the Alliance was too late. The ship, barely running its emergency lights, floated dead in space with no power to move. Paralyzed in eternal darkness.
Looking a place to dock her shuttle, Lex found a reasonably large whole penetrating to the main hangar. The sector was sealed off so she would have to go in with a vacuum suit. Rising low to meet the angle of the blasted whole in the hull of the ship, Lex slowly drifted toward the landing platform, settling in on her ship's repulsors and using tiny bits of thrust to manipulate the speeds of her shuttle to match the speed of the floating cruiser.
Once the ship had landed, Lex shoved on an airtight vacuum suit and strapped a life-support computer on his back. She undid her holster earlier and now strapped it on to her waist. It slung slightly, a little too big for her figure. She pulled her blaster and lifted off her ship, gliding elegantly towards a shaft nearby. There was a door to her left. She launched herself from the indentions placed in the wall, floating toward her target.
She flipped the switch to open the hatch. Darkness. There was nothing in the room that her eyes could see. She switched to infrared vision; tapping commands on the wrist computer that controlled most of the suit. As she did this, to her horror, bodies floated everywhere on the shuttle with odd, horrific looks frozen on to their dead faces. Their entire abdomen had been ripped apart as if a wild animal had torn it to shreds. She gasped suddenly, and had to turn her head a minute to regain her thoughts.
After recovering she looked up again to see more bodies floating around like ghost. She maneuvered around all the bodies and blood that floated about and made it to the next hatch, holding her blaster more closely. She discovered in the next room that there was gravity in this room. The artificial gravity was unable to leak to the next room, so the bodies still floated about without any gravity. But in here she could walk a bit better. She stood up straight, her blaster in hand, creeping along the walls. Everything was cast in red, making it difficult to distinguish anything. She finally found a control panel and looked for emergency lights. She pulled a lever and all about the ship lights sprang to life. Lex turned off her infrared before she was blinded; the light rushing in at a pace to fast for the human to actually see it move.
She still kept her blaster up and at the ready. Whatever happened to the individuals in the other room, she was sure that she did not want the same fate. She scanned the heads-up display monitor, looking for a shuttle map. It appeared under one of the stained monitors, glowing green and lighting up Lex's visor. She typed in a command, allowing the computer time to think. She asked which sectors where closed and what parts of the ship were breached. The analysis began. Sector after sector appeared, showing in red which of them had been penetrated. Half the whole ship must have taken some serious damage, but from whom? No Imperial shuttle could have been out this far. This ship was almost past the Outer Rim.
A thought began in Lex's mind. 'What were we doing out here,' she thought. There was no Rebel base out this far and the distress beacon was sent just a few hours before Lex had arrived to investigate. Unless the ship still had power and was running. But how can it sustain this much and still be able to run? She clicked in another command, pulling up the blueprints for the hyperdrive motivator. It was in perfect condition. Interesting. The cruiser could have made a jump into hyperspace after sending the beacon. But they had given these coordinates exactly. Why would a hyperjump be attempted to this part of the galaxy? Lex ran another command, asking for its last known trajectory. Even more bizarre.
From Lex's calculations, the area that the cruiser was flying in was Rebel territory, perfectly safe from Imperial Guns. It was near an abandoned planet called Hayk. No known animals lived there, however, massive life readings were picked up around its central diameter. No recordings of any living thing on the planet, though.
Suddenly a noise rang through the ship as if the cruiser was being slowly crushed together. Thinking critically, Lex pulled out her comlink. She tried to make a link to Mon Mothma, the Rebel leader who had sent her on this investigation. But she was too far out of system. The Core worlds were at least a thousand parceps away. She considered sending a transmission. She poked the comlink and hit a few other buttons. She held the comlink out and began speaking. "Mon Mothma, this is Lieutenant Lex Morette. I'm requesting backup to assist me further into my investigation. I'm too far out of reach to send a direct link, but this transmission should reach you soon."
Clicking the button again, she turned off the signal, ending the transmission. She sent it to the fleet back near Bespin. She continued to walked through the ship. Having memorized the structural layout, she went off to investigate the rooms that had not been sealed off, hoping to find some survivors.
Lex Morette flew her slightly modified shuttle to intercept the floating ruins of the a Rebel frigate. The frigate had sent a distress beacon for help, but it appeared that the Alliance was too late. The ship, barely running its emergency lights, floated dead in space with no power to move. Paralyzed in eternal darkness.
Looking a place to dock her shuttle, Lex found a reasonably large whole penetrating to the main hangar. The sector was sealed off so she would have to go in with a vacuum suit. Rising low to meet the angle of the blasted whole in the hull of the ship, Lex slowly drifted toward the landing platform, settling in on her ship's repulsors and using tiny bits of thrust to manipulate the speeds of her shuttle to match the speed of the floating cruiser.
Once the ship had landed, Lex shoved on an airtight vacuum suit and strapped a life-support computer on his back. She undid her holster earlier and now strapped it on to her waist. It slung slightly, a little too big for her figure. She pulled her blaster and lifted off her ship, gliding elegantly towards a shaft nearby. There was a door to her left. She launched herself from the indentions placed in the wall, floating toward her target.
She flipped the switch to open the hatch. Darkness. There was nothing in the room that her eyes could see. She switched to infrared vision; tapping commands on the wrist computer that controlled most of the suit. As she did this, to her horror, bodies floated everywhere on the shuttle with odd, horrific looks frozen on to their dead faces. Their entire abdomen had been ripped apart as if a wild animal had torn it to shreds. She gasped suddenly, and had to turn her head a minute to regain her thoughts.
After recovering she looked up again to see more bodies floating around like ghost. She maneuvered around all the bodies and blood that floated about and made it to the next hatch, holding her blaster more closely. She discovered in the next room that there was gravity in this room. The artificial gravity was unable to leak to the next room, so the bodies still floated about without any gravity. But in here she could walk a bit better. She stood up straight, her blaster in hand, creeping along the walls. Everything was cast in red, making it difficult to distinguish anything. She finally found a control panel and looked for emergency lights. She pulled a lever and all about the ship lights sprang to life. Lex turned off her infrared before she was blinded; the light rushing in at a pace to fast for the human to actually see it move.
She still kept her blaster up and at the ready. Whatever happened to the individuals in the other room, she was sure that she did not want the same fate. She scanned the heads-up display monitor, looking for a shuttle map. It appeared under one of the stained monitors, glowing green and lighting up Lex's visor. She typed in a command, allowing the computer time to think. She asked which sectors where closed and what parts of the ship were breached. The analysis began. Sector after sector appeared, showing in red which of them had been penetrated. Half the whole ship must have taken some serious damage, but from whom? No Imperial shuttle could have been out this far. This ship was almost past the Outer Rim.
A thought began in Lex's mind. 'What were we doing out here,' she thought. There was no Rebel base out this far and the distress beacon was sent just a few hours before Lex had arrived to investigate. Unless the ship still had power and was running. But how can it sustain this much and still be able to run? She clicked in another command, pulling up the blueprints for the hyperdrive motivator. It was in perfect condition. Interesting. The cruiser could have made a jump into hyperspace after sending the beacon. But they had given these coordinates exactly. Why would a hyperjump be attempted to this part of the galaxy? Lex ran another command, asking for its last known trajectory. Even more bizarre.
From Lex's calculations, the area that the cruiser was flying in was Rebel territory, perfectly safe from Imperial Guns. It was near an abandoned planet called Hayk. No known animals lived there, however, massive life readings were picked up around its central diameter. No recordings of any living thing on the planet, though.
Suddenly a noise rang through the ship as if the cruiser was being slowly crushed together. Thinking critically, Lex pulled out her comlink. She tried to make a link to Mon Mothma, the Rebel leader who had sent her on this investigation. But she was too far out of system. The Core worlds were at least a thousand parceps away. She considered sending a transmission. She poked the comlink and hit a few other buttons. She held the comlink out and began speaking. "Mon Mothma, this is Lieutenant Lex Morette. I'm requesting backup to assist me further into my investigation. I'm too far out of reach to send a direct link, but this transmission should reach you soon."
Clicking the button again, she turned off the signal, ending the transmission. She sent it to the fleet back near Bespin. She continued to walked through the ship. Having memorized the structural layout, she went off to investigate the rooms that had not been sealed off, hoping to find some survivors.