Chapter 8

The team was running as fast as possible towards the escape pods. No easy task now that the alarms were sounding. The team turned the corner to find the escape pods blocked off by a blast door.

Tao placed the lock breaker and said, "Hurry up you stupid piece of junk."

Retler yelled, "Incoming!"

The team dodged out of the way just as a plasma grenade landed in front of them and detonated. Will glanced down the hall. Several elites with battle combines or shoulder mounted fuel rod launchers, and about a dozen Ssi-Ruuk battle drones were headed straight towards them. The drones looked like a perfect sphere attached to the legs of an R-2 unit, with a blaster attached to each side.

Will cursed under his breath, "Dammit just when my shield finished recharging. Team open up--Attack, Attack!!"

The group opened fire. The drones were pretty easy to eliminate due to their light armor. One shot directly in their scanner eye and they exploded. As a stroke of good luck, the drones exploded with grenade like force taking out several elites and drones marching in close formation.

Regar growled, "Stupid idiots, if those things explode like that they should have altered their attack plan or reinforced the armor."

Del Sol just laughed like crazy as he continued firing his captured combine directly into the drones causing more slaughter. "You've got that right. What could be easier. Storm trooper recruits?"

Before anyone could answer there was an explosion. An elite with a fuel rod launcher got lucky. The force of the explosion threw them all to the ground. Will looked around. His shields were now off line again and everyone else was o.k. and continuing to fire. All except for Del Sol. He had taken a direct hit while laughing and now all that was left was his right leg lying where he had been standing two seconds ago.

"Stupid idiot" Will cursed. "That's it" he yelled. He grabbed his last three cyro grenades, pulled out all the pins and threw them all at the attackers. The grenades exploded freezing and shattering the drones and elites into nothing but a fine powder.

Suddenly the lock breaker pinged and Tao yelled, "About Time you piece of shit. Come on!!"

Will and the remainder of his team ran into the escape pod bay and entered the first pod they saw. Regar began to type and Retler yelled, "Hurry-- we've got hunters." Sure enough a pair of hunters were dashing into the bay with arm mounted fuel rod guns. Will unloaded the last of his ammo from his blaster pistol into the first hunter. With all the armor they wore, there were cracks that were easily exploited. Even stupider, the cracks exposed their vital organs. The first hunter went down and the second was about to fire with his gun glowing green. Suddenly the escape pod door closed and the pod jettisoned from the ship. The hunter quickly yelled into a com-link, "Scramble the fighters, shoot down that pod."

Inside the pod, everyone was on the floor. The force of the jettison from the ship was greater than anything they had experienced before. Will shouted, "Dammit". Then he heard a beeping noise. He yelled back to his men, "What the hell is that?"

Retler said, "Ahh--you know that detonator--I kind of dropped it with the blast--It's active."

Will said, "We're still too close to the ship--we're screwed.": The ship exploded as he finished. The ship was completely disintegrated from the cascading explosion that destroyed both the main reactor and the soul eraser simultaneously. Following this was a massive shock wave extending far into space. It caught the escape pod and threw it towards the planet at tremendous speed.

Regar yelled, "Too fast--Too fast! I'm activating the braking thrusters, hold tight to something."

Will clenched his teeth and shut his eyes. Suddenly everything went white.

A voice above him was saying, "Wake up, Commander--Commander--Somebody is he still alive?" Another voice replied, "How should I know?" "I'm a pilot, not a medic."

Will opened his eyes, first thing he noticed his helmet was no longer on. Secondly, Retler and Tao were towering over him. He moaned, "What happened, give me status report. Are we dead?" He tried to sit up but Tao quickly pushed him back down.

"Easy there, you took a serious beating on landing. Your helmet completely broke in half. I'm surprised your skull is intact." Tao said. He added that his commanders left leg was fractured.

Will immediately thought of his team, "What is the status of the rest of you?"

Retler said, "Well Del Soul is still dead, other than that the rest of us came out without a scrape. I'm surprised, we hit ground at roughly twice the speed of sound."

Will said, "How the hell did that happen? We should have disintegrated."

Retler said, "I was surprised at that too." "You should have seen the mile long skid mark we left touching down." "Get this, we came to a stop right next to the same drop ship we flew here in."

Will chuckled and said, "God must have a hate/love relationship with us. Especially me." He then looked around and said, "Let me guess, were now inside the drop ship."

Regar growled from the cockpit "Yea, we're in hyper space and it will be a few hours before we reach the fleet."

Will smiled and said, "I feel woozy, I think I'd better sleep." He shut his eyes and his last thought was--wait until John hears about this one.

Epilogue:

February 7, 2553. Former Soul Eraser Research Planet High Orbit.

Commander Plo opened his eyes. Last thing he remembered he was about to cut a soldier in two. Then he remembered he was shot and managed to limp to an escape pod. He up and saw a medic drone and his fleets executive officer.

"Commander, thank the gods you are alive." said the executive officer. "When we saw your ship no longer in orbit, we feared the worst. You're lucky we found your escape pod. You barely survived the surgery. We have to give you a cybernetic left arm and eye."

Plo replied, "Take this ship into hyper space. We're heading back to the home world to regroup."

The executive officer stated, "Yes commander. I'll inform the fleet immediately."

The executive officer and the medical drone walked out of the room. Plo reached for his old armor and took out a blood covered data cylinder. He smiled and thought--the prophet of technology is dead and they managed to destroy the housing ship. It doesn't matter in the long run, I still have the plans for the soul eraser and its carrier ship. I'll just tell the counsel the prophet was caught in an accident caused by one of our inferior slave races. I swear super soldier, I will rebuild and come back stronger. Your entire race and all who support it will be destroyed--turned back into the cosmic dust from whence it came.

Fin

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