Extremely Short!! I'm so sorry! I have this huge project to do and I hardly
have any time to write stories! I'll try and update as much as possible!
Quite an interesting chapter this ends on a cliff-hanger! Please review!!
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Tyr grunted and lifted the large weights easily. He had been training in his quarters for just over an hour, and had little or no knowledge of the strange morphing creature on board the Andromeda.
He raised his eyebrows slightly as Harper strolled casually into his room and started rummaging through Tyr's weapons.
"Can I help you?" He asked, half sarcastically, half menacingly. He put the weights down and strolled over to the blonde engineer, who hadn't looked up at the sound of Tyr's voice.
"No - I'll find it myself." Came the reply. Tyr smirked slightly and lifted Harper up by his collar.
"You mind explaining what you're doing with my weapons?" He asked, a slight edge to his voice. Harper shook his head and smiled.
"Nope!"
To Tyr's ultimate surprise, as Harper grinned, something shone in his eyes and he was by the door. Tyr blinked, and looked at his empty hand, which had only a few seconds before held the boy's collar.
Tyr growled and swung at Harper, his anger getting the better of him. His fist met Harper's stomach, then there was air. He stared in shock, for Harper was there no more, he wasn't anywhere. He had disappeared.
Meanwhile, the REAL Harper was busy walking along one of the many corridors in Andromeda with Beka, talking about how to catch this strange creature; which they had nicknamed 'Morph'.
Beka was talking, but Harper wasn't paying attention, a searing pain shot through his stomach and up to his chest. Like he had just been rugby tackled without any defence.
He dropped to his knees holding his chest tightly. His eyes watered as he struggled to breathe. For it felt like all the air had been knocked out of his lungs. Little did he know, Tyr had only a few seconds before swung at Morph, believing it to be Harper.
"What's...Happening?" He cried, struggling to take little breaths. He was vaguely aware of Beka shouting something to him, but his vision was blurring and the corridor was growing dim, like someone was turning off the lights.
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Tyr grunted and lifted the large weights easily. He had been training in his quarters for just over an hour, and had little or no knowledge of the strange morphing creature on board the Andromeda.
He raised his eyebrows slightly as Harper strolled casually into his room and started rummaging through Tyr's weapons.
"Can I help you?" He asked, half sarcastically, half menacingly. He put the weights down and strolled over to the blonde engineer, who hadn't looked up at the sound of Tyr's voice.
"No - I'll find it myself." Came the reply. Tyr smirked slightly and lifted Harper up by his collar.
"You mind explaining what you're doing with my weapons?" He asked, a slight edge to his voice. Harper shook his head and smiled.
"Nope!"
To Tyr's ultimate surprise, as Harper grinned, something shone in his eyes and he was by the door. Tyr blinked, and looked at his empty hand, which had only a few seconds before held the boy's collar.
Tyr growled and swung at Harper, his anger getting the better of him. His fist met Harper's stomach, then there was air. He stared in shock, for Harper was there no more, he wasn't anywhere. He had disappeared.
Meanwhile, the REAL Harper was busy walking along one of the many corridors in Andromeda with Beka, talking about how to catch this strange creature; which they had nicknamed 'Morph'.
Beka was talking, but Harper wasn't paying attention, a searing pain shot through his stomach and up to his chest. Like he had just been rugby tackled without any defence.
He dropped to his knees holding his chest tightly. His eyes watered as he struggled to breathe. For it felt like all the air had been knocked out of his lungs. Little did he know, Tyr had only a few seconds before swung at Morph, believing it to be Harper.
"What's...Happening?" He cried, struggling to take little breaths. He was vaguely aware of Beka shouting something to him, but his vision was blurring and the corridor was growing dim, like someone was turning off the lights.