Ok, I've finished by Stargate SG-1/Rainbow Six crossover, so now I can get back to work on this.
Chrysalis, part 8
Andromeda exited slipstream at the next transfer point, and an explosion rocked the ship. Surprisingly, Dylan smiled when he felt the deck shift beneath his feet, "Andromeda, report." The AI's holographic form appeared before him, a thin smile on her lips; "A power relay in the slipstream regulator overloaded. No injures reported, but we will be stuck here for at lest two days." Dylan nodded, "Have Harper get to work on it, and give me ship-wide."
There was a chime as the PA system came online, "Attention all hands, this is the Captain speaking: that jolt you all just felt was a power relay in the slipstream regulator overloading. There is no danger to the ship, but it dose mean we are going to be delayed by around 48-hours. That is all." He leaned back against the wall, "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, now." Andromeda grinned, "Ambassador Spencer wishes talk to you." Dylan nodded, turning to the nearest monitor, "Put her through."
The image hanged to show the New Salem diplomat, "What is going on Captain Hunt?" Dylan looked at her innocently, "Just a minor problem with the slipstream drive: you just can't get the parts nowadays. It should be rectified within the next two days." The Ambassador looked unhappy, "Can you send for another ship?" Dylan shrugged, "We could, but by the time one arrived, we'd be ready to go anyway, so there isn't much point. I will have a Slipfighter go ahead and tell them that we will be late." Ambassador Spencer scowled as she cut the link.
Harper rounded the corner, breathe less, "Dylan, you are not going to believe this!"
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The screen flickered for a moment, and then the playback began. Harper pointed to the time display in the corner, "Ok, now Andromeda was unable to find anything on her sensors, but when I checked the logs for the security camera outside your quarters, we found this."
There was movement at the edge of the frame, and a black suited figure slowly edge towards the hatch. It ducked into a side room as Dylan approached. No sooner was the captain through the doorway, then the figure returned, and drew the now familiar EMP grenade from its pocket and threw it at the door. The image blanked out as the grenade detonated.
Harper shook his head, "Even after I showed Andrew the video, Andromeda was unable to find any trace of our man in black on her sensor logs." Dylan nodded, "That's because they're wearing a Argosy Special-operations ECM sneaker suit. The only people with access to that kind of tech are…"
"The Knights of Genetic Purity." Tyr finished the sentence for him, his eyes burning with rage, "They like us about as much as the good people of New Salem and the Drago-Kazov put together." Dylan nodded, "And if they can set as off against the Drago's, we'll be doing their work for them. Very cleaver. So, we need to find a link between Robert Masters and the Genites." Tyr nodded, "We also need to find that ECM suit, or at lest come up with a way to detect it somehow." Harper nodded, "I'll get right on it."
To Be Continued…