/A.N./ Thanks for all of the reviews. I really like reading them, and
thank you all for all the comments about Brittany and Jessica; it was
really nice. Um.well, sticking to my theme of dedicating chapters I've
decided to dedicate this one to a guy that was in my class in seventh
grade. That year was so cool, and for Halloween he and a few of his
friends dressed us as 'Nerds'; it was hilarious. Then, around the time of
deer hunting season Jared, the class clown, the funniest guy I knew,
committed suicide. We didn't really have school for about three days after
it happened and the entire seventh grade class took a 'field trip' to the
funeral, and the choir sang one of his favorite songs. So this chapter is
in remembrance of a great friend and a funny guy. Jared.
Chapter 3:
Meanwhile on the girls ship:
"Warning! Warning! Critical systems failure in ten minutes." The small ship repeated for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"No shit, Sherlock!" The lovely blonde woman said with a groan as she lifted her bloodied and broken body up off of the floor. What was once a clean white tank top was now soaked almost completely with blood. Her baby-blue shorts are now tattered and torn. She winced in pain and her blue eyes suddenly filled with tears as she began to limp towards the cockpit.
"Jeeze! Girl can't even make it to bed before being woke up. Oh Wait! I wasn't woke up, didn't have that luxury. Nope, I was attacked! And someone or should I say something forgot to warn me!!" "Oww!" She hissed as she stubbed one of her bare feet on one of the many pieces of metal strewn all about. As she entered the cockpit the ship suddenly shook violently throwing the young woman into a nearby console, hearing yet another one of her ribs crack. "What the." she managed to painfully state before she lost consciousness. The small ship was easily pulled into one of Andromeda's hanger bays.
Harper had been hopping form foot to foot waiting for Tyr. He had only been waiting for about two minutes, but was already frustrated that Tyr had yet to arrive. Tyr finally rounded the corner, walking slowly because he was in no real hurry to meet this mysterious woman. Harper purposely let out a loud frustrated sigh, but Tyr took no notice. 'That boy is a hazard' Tyr thought to himself as he approached 'the boy', as he often referred to him as. They had only to wait a few seconds before Andromeda appeared on the vid-screen before them.
"The hanger doors are closed and the room has been re-pressurized." With those words she once again disappeared from their view. Harper was ready to burst through the doors. He was about to open them when a large hand grabbed him firmly on the shoulder, and turned him around to face it's possessor. Tyr held Harper firmly but was careful not to harm him. As much as he despised the little mudfoot he had to admit that Harper was essential for his survival. Tyr bent down and looked Harper straight in the eye.
"Boy, for a being so paranoid and concerned for your own life you are very quick to go onto that ship without thinking of any potential danger." Tyr spoke slowly and softly to be sure that this pathetic little human could comprehend what he was saying. Harper enthusiastic energy faded from his body as he listened and thought about what Tyr said. 'He's right. There's not a chance in hell I'm gonna tell his though!' Harper thought as Tyr released his shoulder, drew his weapon, and entered the hanger, and after deciding that he was probably the last thin on Tyr's mind and that Dylan would kill Tyr if he did anything to him he also drew his weapon and followed Tyr into the hanger. As they approached the ship the first thing Harper noticed was the extensive damage to the outside of the ship.
"Man! If this is what it looks like on the outside" Harper mused softly to himself. Tyr forced open the airlock doors of the ship and went inside. Harper soon followed.
"Talk about a hunk-a-junk." Harper said aloud to no one in particular as he entered the ship and looked around.
"Boy, quit musing and find the girl!" Tyr bellowed from down a corridor. Harper fought the impulse to yell a sarcastic comment back at before walking in the opposite direction of where Tyr's voice was heard. He hadn't walked far when he noticed a sharp metal rod on the floor with one end covered with blood.
"Oh great. A potentially dangerous, very scared, and cow very hurt girl." Harper continued in the general direction of where he was going when he heard a muffled voice. He followed. 'This ship is a lot bigger than it looks' Harper thought to himself. He could now make out what the voice was saying. It was the ship saying in a monotone voice "Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!" Harper followed the voice to the cockpit. As he entered he noticed that there was shrapnel everywhere as well as blown consoles. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure slumped down by a console. He turned to get a better look and noticed it was, probably, the girl that they were looking for. He walked over to her and cautiously rolled her onto her back.
"She's unconscious. That helps." Harper said with true sarcasm. "Hey Tyr! I found her!" Harper yelled in, what he hoped, was Tyr general direction. Harper looked the girl over to see how badly she was hurt. His eyes started at the top of her beautiful blonde head. Then they traveled over her face, which was mostly covered by her hair, down her slender throat, over her perfect chest, and coming to rest on her midsection. There was a larger hole ripped in her tank top. He knew well what ripped the hole and that it didn't stop at her shirt. When the initial shock wore off Harper knew that he had to act. He didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but he did know she had already lost a lot of blood because her shirt, shorts, legs, and the floor beneath her were covered in it. He also noticed that she was still losing blood at an alarming rate. Instinctively, Harper placed his hand over the hole in her midsection in a desperate attempt to try to stop the bleeding.
"TYR!!!!!" Harper screamed as loud as he possibly could. It wasn't long before he heard Tyr's clanking footsteps coming down the corridor in his direction. The problem was that the girl was bleeding too fast and Tyr was walking too slowly. Harper reluctantly removed the hand that was covering her wound and slid it under her legs. He placed his other hand behind her back and gently lifted her off of the floor. He walked cautiously and was about ten steps out the cockpit when he almost ran right into Tyr.
"Uh.a little help here. She ain't as light as she looks." Tyr took the girl from Harper none too gently and began walking towards the airlock.
"Damn Tyr! Be a little careful would yah?!" It was more of a demand than a question, but all he got in response was a growl from the towering Neitzchean as he stepped out of the airlock. Sighing, Harper followed, but when he stepped off of the ship Tyr was gone. 'Jeeze. What'd he do? Break into a run the nanosecond he got out the airlock.' Harper thought as he headed for medical.
Tyr had broke into a run, and he didn't stop running until he got to medical where Trance and Rommie were waiting. Tyr placed the young woman on the bed just as Beka entered.
"Hey, need some help?" Beka asked walking over to the medical bed. "Wow! That looks like it hurt." She added noticing the hole in the woman's middle.
"Probably why she's unconscious." Trance said while scanning the young woman. "Ok. Beka, I am going to take this opportunity to accept your offer to help. Rommie I will also need your help. Tyr you'll have to go." Trance added quickly after reading the results of her scan. As if timed, the second Trance had finished Harper walked in."
Chapter 3:
Meanwhile on the girls ship:
"Warning! Warning! Critical systems failure in ten minutes." The small ship repeated for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"No shit, Sherlock!" The lovely blonde woman said with a groan as she lifted her bloodied and broken body up off of the floor. What was once a clean white tank top was now soaked almost completely with blood. Her baby-blue shorts are now tattered and torn. She winced in pain and her blue eyes suddenly filled with tears as she began to limp towards the cockpit.
"Jeeze! Girl can't even make it to bed before being woke up. Oh Wait! I wasn't woke up, didn't have that luxury. Nope, I was attacked! And someone or should I say something forgot to warn me!!" "Oww!" She hissed as she stubbed one of her bare feet on one of the many pieces of metal strewn all about. As she entered the cockpit the ship suddenly shook violently throwing the young woman into a nearby console, hearing yet another one of her ribs crack. "What the." she managed to painfully state before she lost consciousness. The small ship was easily pulled into one of Andromeda's hanger bays.
Harper had been hopping form foot to foot waiting for Tyr. He had only been waiting for about two minutes, but was already frustrated that Tyr had yet to arrive. Tyr finally rounded the corner, walking slowly because he was in no real hurry to meet this mysterious woman. Harper purposely let out a loud frustrated sigh, but Tyr took no notice. 'That boy is a hazard' Tyr thought to himself as he approached 'the boy', as he often referred to him as. They had only to wait a few seconds before Andromeda appeared on the vid-screen before them.
"The hanger doors are closed and the room has been re-pressurized." With those words she once again disappeared from their view. Harper was ready to burst through the doors. He was about to open them when a large hand grabbed him firmly on the shoulder, and turned him around to face it's possessor. Tyr held Harper firmly but was careful not to harm him. As much as he despised the little mudfoot he had to admit that Harper was essential for his survival. Tyr bent down and looked Harper straight in the eye.
"Boy, for a being so paranoid and concerned for your own life you are very quick to go onto that ship without thinking of any potential danger." Tyr spoke slowly and softly to be sure that this pathetic little human could comprehend what he was saying. Harper enthusiastic energy faded from his body as he listened and thought about what Tyr said. 'He's right. There's not a chance in hell I'm gonna tell his though!' Harper thought as Tyr released his shoulder, drew his weapon, and entered the hanger, and after deciding that he was probably the last thin on Tyr's mind and that Dylan would kill Tyr if he did anything to him he also drew his weapon and followed Tyr into the hanger. As they approached the ship the first thing Harper noticed was the extensive damage to the outside of the ship.
"Man! If this is what it looks like on the outside" Harper mused softly to himself. Tyr forced open the airlock doors of the ship and went inside. Harper soon followed.
"Talk about a hunk-a-junk." Harper said aloud to no one in particular as he entered the ship and looked around.
"Boy, quit musing and find the girl!" Tyr bellowed from down a corridor. Harper fought the impulse to yell a sarcastic comment back at before walking in the opposite direction of where Tyr's voice was heard. He hadn't walked far when he noticed a sharp metal rod on the floor with one end covered with blood.
"Oh great. A potentially dangerous, very scared, and cow very hurt girl." Harper continued in the general direction of where he was going when he heard a muffled voice. He followed. 'This ship is a lot bigger than it looks' Harper thought to himself. He could now make out what the voice was saying. It was the ship saying in a monotone voice "Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!" Harper followed the voice to the cockpit. As he entered he noticed that there was shrapnel everywhere as well as blown consoles. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure slumped down by a console. He turned to get a better look and noticed it was, probably, the girl that they were looking for. He walked over to her and cautiously rolled her onto her back.
"She's unconscious. That helps." Harper said with true sarcasm. "Hey Tyr! I found her!" Harper yelled in, what he hoped, was Tyr general direction. Harper looked the girl over to see how badly she was hurt. His eyes started at the top of her beautiful blonde head. Then they traveled over her face, which was mostly covered by her hair, down her slender throat, over her perfect chest, and coming to rest on her midsection. There was a larger hole ripped in her tank top. He knew well what ripped the hole and that it didn't stop at her shirt. When the initial shock wore off Harper knew that he had to act. He didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but he did know she had already lost a lot of blood because her shirt, shorts, legs, and the floor beneath her were covered in it. He also noticed that she was still losing blood at an alarming rate. Instinctively, Harper placed his hand over the hole in her midsection in a desperate attempt to try to stop the bleeding.
"TYR!!!!!" Harper screamed as loud as he possibly could. It wasn't long before he heard Tyr's clanking footsteps coming down the corridor in his direction. The problem was that the girl was bleeding too fast and Tyr was walking too slowly. Harper reluctantly removed the hand that was covering her wound and slid it under her legs. He placed his other hand behind her back and gently lifted her off of the floor. He walked cautiously and was about ten steps out the cockpit when he almost ran right into Tyr.
"Uh.a little help here. She ain't as light as she looks." Tyr took the girl from Harper none too gently and began walking towards the airlock.
"Damn Tyr! Be a little careful would yah?!" It was more of a demand than a question, but all he got in response was a growl from the towering Neitzchean as he stepped out of the airlock. Sighing, Harper followed, but when he stepped off of the ship Tyr was gone. 'Jeeze. What'd he do? Break into a run the nanosecond he got out the airlock.' Harper thought as he headed for medical.
Tyr had broke into a run, and he didn't stop running until he got to medical where Trance and Rommie were waiting. Tyr placed the young woman on the bed just as Beka entered.
"Hey, need some help?" Beka asked walking over to the medical bed. "Wow! That looks like it hurt." She added noticing the hole in the woman's middle.
"Probably why she's unconscious." Trance said while scanning the young woman. "Ok. Beka, I am going to take this opportunity to accept your offer to help. Rommie I will also need your help. Tyr you'll have to go." Trance added quickly after reading the results of her scan. As if timed, the second Trance had finished Harper walked in."
