@ HFL: Yes, I know your name is Hope for Love, but I like to call you Hope for Fluff due to your addiction to fluffy love story's. And I will point out that you complain about other people's story's, when it's been almost a year since you wrote one yourself.
Echoes of future past, part 31
Tyr had a hard time keeping up with Rommie: Nietzschean or not, it was difficult to keep up with an Android going flat-out. If not for the winding nature of the passages, she would have left his behind long ago. Rommie reached the junction where they had spilt up, and used her built in AG harness to allow her to run along the wall so she could round the corner without braking stride. Tyr managed to half-emulate the move by kicking off the wall with his right leg, and using the momentum it gave him to send him off along the other tunnel.
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Dylan was still helping Trance to hobble along the corridor, although her ankle was healing, and she was able to put some weight on it without keeling over in pain. He turned to look at her, "That stuff about you being a General?" Trance nodded, "It's true: I was, still am technically, the senior military leader of my people. But weaver it's still true is uncertain." Dylan looked at her, "How so?"
Trance took a deep breath, "I was ordered to join the Maru's crew so that I'd take part in the recovery of the Andromeda, and by default, you. I was then supposed to take over the ship, and deliver you to my people at a pre-arranged rendezvous point. Well, obviously I didn't: I decided that things would work out better if I let them take their natural course, with a slight nudge here and there. I believe that I did the right thing, but in doing so I may have angered my people greatly."
Dylan looked at her, "What could they do to you?" Trance looked grim, "Anything."
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Rommie continued along at brake-neck speed, ignoring the warnings her body was sending her mind as she bounced off the walls, scrapping her arms on the rough rock walls. She didn't care, se just wanted to find Dylan and make sure he was ok. Her one concertino to logic was to keep her speed down low enough for Tyr to keep up. Her sensors picked up to humanoids moving towards her from, and she tensed herself, ready for them to be Magog. She then picked up a nano-bot signature, and increased her speed to maximum.
Dylan barely had time to register the sound of approaching feet when he found himself nearly knocked onto his back as Rommie leapt into his arms. He steadied himself and wrapped his free arm around her, "Wow, ok, it's good to see you to." Rommie relaxed a little, and moved back so she could look him in the eyes, "I was worried about you!" Dylan smiled and kissed her, "I was worried about you, but everything's ok now."
Tyr rounded the corner, and Dylan was surprised t find that he was alone, "What happened to Ryan?" Rommie's face fell slightly, "The timer got damaged during a fire-fight with some Magog: he stared behind to set it off manually." Dylan looked at Tyr, who nodded and turned back to cover the tunnel. Dylan swallowed, "We better get back to the Maru. Rommie, give me a hand with Trance, Tyr, take point."
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Back in the Abyss' chamber, a figure moved across the floor until it reached a body lying on the ground where it had landed, "So this is the mighty and terrifying Spirit of the Abyss? And to think we feared you for so long, yet you where taken down by a mere human, one of the least impressive spices we have ever come across." The Spirit looked up, "You came here to gloat?" The figure shook it's head, "No, I've come to offer you a deal: I can't save your life, even if, for some bizarre reason, I wanted to, but I can give you the chance to gain revenge on thoughts who defeated you. There is one of them, who if killed, will shatter them. She is quit formidable, but I can get you into a position where you will have a single chance, one shot, in which to gain final vengeance. What do you say?"
The Spirits eyes glowed brightly as it slowly managed to draw itself up onto its feet, "Tell me what to do."
To Be Continued
