Chapter 4
Shara watched in horror as Dylan and Beka sank to the floor, 'No!' her mind screamed.
'Dylan, Beka!' Trance shouted. Shara was astounded the light had not hurt her new friend, then was shocked she had called someone her friend. 'Rommie what happened.' Trance asked the ship as she went to help her crew mates.
'The Nietzscheans fired an energy weapon; Harper was affected as well he's unconscious but stable. Trance the Nietzscheans are trying to board, I won't be able to hold them off for long, the energy beam disrupted most of my systems, automated defence systems are offline. You have to wake Dylan up.'
Shara's mind was reeling, she had to get out. Trance was bending over Dylan giving him something in an injection, she had to move now, it was only a matter of time before they found her. She knew her fate.
Dylan groaned as Pain streaked down his temples, his eyes focused on a gold face peering down at him. 'Trance, what happened?' and then seeing Beka's crumpled form added, 'Beka?'
'She'll be ok, the Nietzscheans attacked us with some energy weapon, every one was hurt including Rommie so she can't stop them from breaking into Andromeda and we have to do something.' she paused to take a breath.
'But you weren't hurt,' she shook her head. He opened his mouth to speak again but decided it was futile; Trance would never share her secret. Beka groaned and Dylan saw her try to move. 'Easy,' he said moving over to her; she rubbed the side of head and ignored Dylan's hand when he offered to help her up.
'I really hate those Nietzscheans.' she said angrily.
'Uh-oh.' Trance whispered.
'What?' Beka and Dylan said at the same time.
'Shara's gone.' came her reply.
Shara didn't know where to run; this ship was unlike any she had been on before. It was the first ship she hadn't been forced on or had to stow away on. These people were different; they cared even though they did not know her. 'They must know what I am, but yet they still want to help. If only they knew the truth' she thought as she shook her head sadly. Lost in her thoughts she had slowed her pace and for a minute had forgotten what she was running from. Quickly she checked herself but it was too late, she ran two steps round a corner and smacked into the person who hated her the most, her brother.
'Well,' he said. 'Trying to run again?'
Shara watched in horror as Dylan and Beka sank to the floor, 'No!' her mind screamed.
'Dylan, Beka!' Trance shouted. Shara was astounded the light had not hurt her new friend, then was shocked she had called someone her friend. 'Rommie what happened.' Trance asked the ship as she went to help her crew mates.
'The Nietzscheans fired an energy weapon; Harper was affected as well he's unconscious but stable. Trance the Nietzscheans are trying to board, I won't be able to hold them off for long, the energy beam disrupted most of my systems, automated defence systems are offline. You have to wake Dylan up.'
Shara's mind was reeling, she had to get out. Trance was bending over Dylan giving him something in an injection, she had to move now, it was only a matter of time before they found her. She knew her fate.
Dylan groaned as Pain streaked down his temples, his eyes focused on a gold face peering down at him. 'Trance, what happened?' and then seeing Beka's crumpled form added, 'Beka?'
'She'll be ok, the Nietzscheans attacked us with some energy weapon, every one was hurt including Rommie so she can't stop them from breaking into Andromeda and we have to do something.' she paused to take a breath.
'But you weren't hurt,' she shook her head. He opened his mouth to speak again but decided it was futile; Trance would never share her secret. Beka groaned and Dylan saw her try to move. 'Easy,' he said moving over to her; she rubbed the side of head and ignored Dylan's hand when he offered to help her up.
'I really hate those Nietzscheans.' she said angrily.
'Uh-oh.' Trance whispered.
'What?' Beka and Dylan said at the same time.
'Shara's gone.' came her reply.
Shara didn't know where to run; this ship was unlike any she had been on before. It was the first ship she hadn't been forced on or had to stow away on. These people were different; they cared even though they did not know her. 'They must know what I am, but yet they still want to help. If only they knew the truth' she thought as she shook her head sadly. Lost in her thoughts she had slowed her pace and for a minute had forgotten what she was running from. Quickly she checked herself but it was too late, she ran two steps round a corner and smacked into the person who hated her the most, her brother.
'Well,' he said. 'Trying to run again?'
