Disclaimer: I don't own the almighty Reed...*waits*..*still sees people looking at her * .....*wonders what they are all waiting for* ........*Somebody whispers in her ear, saying something about other characters* What??! There are more??! Oh ...eh..Well...I don't own anybody else too.
AN: *waves* Yes, It's me. And this *points* is the third chapter! Did you really think I would leave it at only 2 chapters?!
Trip ducked behind a crate as another shot was fired on him. It slightly burned the wall behind him . On the other side of the crate, sparks flew around as another shot blew up the panel where he had been standing in front off only a second ago.
'Malcolm, I'm going to kill you.' Trip thought as he crawled extremely fast to a larger crate on his left side. If you could even call that crawling. He wondered what took Malcolm so long.
'He should have been here by now.' Trip dared to peer over the crate, but ducked again when another salvo of shots was fired on him.
'Hope he's having as much fun as I'm having right now.' He thought bitterly.
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Malcolm unscrewed the plate and removed it from the side wall. He peered in and saw only wires. Red, green, yellow, all the colors of the rainbow. A moment passed while he stared at the wires blankly. Finally he put down the plate on the floor and turned back to the panel.
"Well, I'm not an engineer. But I do know one thing." He muttered and grabbed as much wires as he could hold in his hands.
"Remove the power and the damn thing won't work....Sorry, Commander." He said and pulled as hard as he could on the wires. Immediately sparks flew everywhere and the smell of something burning filled the air. Malcolm coughed as smoke rose from the panel, and when it cleared he saw that almost all of the wires were lose.
"That ought to take out the comm. system on this deck." He said and grinned. He cleaned his hands on his uniform and was starting to get up when suddenly he felt somebody pointing a weapon in his back.
"Well, well. What have I found here?" A voice said from behind, it sounded rather weird.
'Stupid moron! You forgot to check for danger. You're the bloody chief of security!' Reed thought. He slowly turned around, and looked into the face of one of the ugly purple aliens.
"You are going to Sugrath! I'm sure he would like to know what you are doing here." The alien said and did something with his face that looked like smirking.
"Oh, you mean him?" Malcolm asked and pointed behind the alien. On the moment the alien turned his head Malcolm punched him hard in the face. The alien fell on the ground, unconscious, his weapon falling from his hand.
"Well....That was easy."
The armory officer grinned, but the grin suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a grimace as he looked down and cradled his fist in his hand.
"...That.....hurts..."
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Trip could just avoid a shot from the left and half fell/half jumped to the right. He didn't know how long he had been jumping from crate to bulkhead and then back to crate again. But it felt longer then he would have liked.
Suddenly there was a loud crash and silence for a couple of seconds. Then there was a lot of firing. When the firing settled down, Trip peered over the crate again. He grinned when he saw Malcolm standing in the middle of the armory, and the two aliens laying on their backs. He stood up.
" 'Bout time!" Trip said and walked over to Malcolm, who whirled around when he heard Trip's voice.
"Yeah, well... I was being held up." Reed replied looking a bit uneasy.
"Don't even want to know." The chief engineer said when he saw Malcolm's hand that was beginning to look a bit blue. Lt. Reed walked over to a cabinet on the right side of the entrance and opened it, it was filled with weapons. He took a phase pistol and handed it to Trip. Then took a phase rifle for himself.
"So, what are we goin' to do with them?" Trip asked and nodded his head in the direction of the two unconscious aliens.
"I'm sure the other aliens know by now that there is something wrong. And it won't be long before this room will be swarming with the ugly buggers." Reed said and looked at the two laying on the ground for a moment, before returning his gaze on Trip.
"I don't think there's time to hide them or anything, we better get moving."
Trip nodded. "We have to find out where they are keeping everybody. And this time, we're not going to be using me as bait!" He said, Reed grinned and turned, walking up to the place where he had just left the Jeffries-tubes.
"Don't worry Commander, I'm sure we'll come up with something." He said while climbing in again, followed by Trip who let out a deep sigh. They closed the tube behind them, and it was but a few minutes later when the entrance doors opened and a group of aliens came bursting in.
Tbc
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