Harper was standing infront of a mirror just finishing the final touches on his data-port. "The-incase-Harper-dies project? That has on ok ring to it" he said to him self . He had been tinkering with it for nearly three hours. His data-Port would now,incase of emergancy, give him a neural shock 5 minutes after all neural activity had stopped. In other words, if it worked, it would be a life saver. "Everyone to the bridge," Harper heard Dylan's voice ring out over the com system. He finished what he was doing then left enginering and headed to the bridge. He was greeted by the worried faces of Dylan, Rommie, Tyr, Beka, and Trance. But there were others that greeted him too. About 20 dark beings holding weapons to his friends heads. They were tall and looked like they were made out of black armer. There eyes where like nothing any of them had seen. They were large with red rings around the outside. They were crule and soleless. As he walked on to the bridge, one turned around and shot him right in the chest as a punishmest for being the last to arrive. Trance and beka both yelled out in protest as he fell to the ground. Dead. Dylan and Tyr hung their heads. Tyr was surprised that he was feeling such sadness for someone he thought he didn't like. The black being grabed the remaining crew and roughly draged off of the bridge.