I have finally figured out where this whole thing is going, so bear with me
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Anjel made sure that they were far enough away from the Andromeda before giving the controls to Alex. He was so small that he could really only control one of the handles, so Anjel helped with the other. She cut the power thrusters so that they couldn't go fast enough to spin them out of control, but Alex could still have fun.
At one point Alex gave the controls back to Anjel looked at her expectantly to do something fun. He hopped off of her lap and stood on the railing in front of the viewing screen. Anjel was in the mood to impress, and the Dovolo needed a good run anyway. She kicked the Power thrusters back on and threw them on max power. Alex watched as they raced back to the Andromeda. He put his hands over his eyes as they came close to crashing, but Anjel pulled p just close enough that Alex could see Andromeda crew members through the windows of the high guard ship. They wove in and out of Andromeda's exquisite design. They dove through Andromeda's battle blades before coming around to hover above Andromeda's stern. Alex looked back expectantly at Anjel to see what she would do next. But Anjel wasn't concentrating on that.
3 ships showed up on the screen, but Anjel couldn't see them. The equipment told her they were there, but for the life of her she couldn't see them. They were giving off no signature whatsoever. Anjel slowly put all of the Dovolo weapons online. She did it as if they could see her movements, even though that was absurd.
Over the frequencies, Anjel heard Dylan's voice, "This is the starship Andromeda Ascendant, please identify yourself."
There was no answer.
Dylan's voice was more firm this time, "Please identify yourselves or you will be fired upon."
No answer again, but whatever cloaking devise they had was dropped, and the 3 ships became visible. 2 guard ships and a flag ship. All with Drago markings, it was Kala.
Anjel put the Dovolo back in its hanger before joining Tamerlane and the rest of the crew at the flag ship docking bay. While the others waited in front of the flag ship, Anjel went to one of the guard ships while Tammers went to the other, leaving with Rommie. Both nietzscheans knew that Kala wound not ride on the flag ship going through such hostile territory, it wasn't her style. Survival first, it was the nietzschean way.
Anjel, who was now on crutches because the pain had returned to her back and legs, got the lucky number. The platform lowered, revealing a team of body guards and the alpha Kala herself.
Anjel bowed best she could, "Greetings, powerful woman."
Kala gently, but powerfully disengaged herself from her entourage, and stepped close to Anjel, bringing her into a gentle embrace. "Greetings young one."
The high Alpha looked over the massively injured girl in front of her, and frowned. "What has happened to you? Is my son alright?"
Anjel smiled, happy to get some nietzschean sympathy, because it was the best kind when you could get it. "Alexander is Fine my lady, the high Kodiak trailed us to this ship, I was only injured in a fray with him on the plains."
"I am sorry to hear that Anjelicia, but you did it to save my son, and I am grateful for it. Where is my son?" Kala scanned the crowed of crew members.
Rommie stepped forward and placed Alex on the ground so that he could see his mother. The boy spotted her, "Mommy!" he cried as he giggled and ran to her as fast as his little legs could carry him. She bent down and wrapped him in her full embrace. Anjel remembered her own mother doing the same thing, how safe it felt, how she never wanted mommy to let go. Anjel was forced to turn away and have a private moment to herself before she could regain composure.
After several minutes, Alex finally unlatched himself from his mother's neck and stood by her proudly. He didn't stay long though, Kala called for another female Nietzschean that Anjel guessed was Alex's nanny. The woman coldly scooped him up without a word and bore him back to the flag ship. Alex looked back and waved to both Anjel and Tammers who had come to stand beside her.
Anjel made a small attempt to step towards the child to give him one last hug, but Tamerlane stopped her. He placed a firm, yet comforting hand on her shoulder and whispered, "He is not our son, we have to let him go."
Anjel complied, but still watched as the woman carried Alex up the transport ramp. It did crush her that she would never have her baby boy back again. He wasn't their son, but it sure felt like it. She would miss the way he ran to jump in bed with them when he had a bad dream. Or the time he had tried to make breakfast in bed for her, and forced her to eat it. She loved Alex, but Tamerlane was right, he wasn't their son.
Dylan stepped forward politely, yet authoritatively at the same time, "I am Captain Dylan Hunt. Welcome to the Andromeda Ascendant."
Kala Smiled warmly and took Dylan's hand, "Captain I would like to offer my sincerest apologies for inconveniencing you, and the thanks of the Drago pride for protecting my son and his counterparts."
Dylan smiled back as they started to walk out of the hanger, " It was no problem at all, however, I would like to speak to you about your coalition of prides."
Dylan and Kala left to speak about the Common Wealth Charter and what not, leaving the crew with nothing to do but stand around, look pretty, and comfort Anjel and Tamerlane, who were not doing the best job of hiding their grieving.
*************************************************** I am so not done yet, I think it will be a few chapters, but I think im going to finish this story with everyone finding out who Anjel is. But Im thinking of a prequel, but only if the people want it.
Anjel made sure that they were far enough away from the Andromeda before giving the controls to Alex. He was so small that he could really only control one of the handles, so Anjel helped with the other. She cut the power thrusters so that they couldn't go fast enough to spin them out of control, but Alex could still have fun.
At one point Alex gave the controls back to Anjel looked at her expectantly to do something fun. He hopped off of her lap and stood on the railing in front of the viewing screen. Anjel was in the mood to impress, and the Dovolo needed a good run anyway. She kicked the Power thrusters back on and threw them on max power. Alex watched as they raced back to the Andromeda. He put his hands over his eyes as they came close to crashing, but Anjel pulled p just close enough that Alex could see Andromeda crew members through the windows of the high guard ship. They wove in and out of Andromeda's exquisite design. They dove through Andromeda's battle blades before coming around to hover above Andromeda's stern. Alex looked back expectantly at Anjel to see what she would do next. But Anjel wasn't concentrating on that.
3 ships showed up on the screen, but Anjel couldn't see them. The equipment told her they were there, but for the life of her she couldn't see them. They were giving off no signature whatsoever. Anjel slowly put all of the Dovolo weapons online. She did it as if they could see her movements, even though that was absurd.
Over the frequencies, Anjel heard Dylan's voice, "This is the starship Andromeda Ascendant, please identify yourself."
There was no answer.
Dylan's voice was more firm this time, "Please identify yourselves or you will be fired upon."
No answer again, but whatever cloaking devise they had was dropped, and the 3 ships became visible. 2 guard ships and a flag ship. All with Drago markings, it was Kala.
Anjel put the Dovolo back in its hanger before joining Tamerlane and the rest of the crew at the flag ship docking bay. While the others waited in front of the flag ship, Anjel went to one of the guard ships while Tammers went to the other, leaving with Rommie. Both nietzscheans knew that Kala wound not ride on the flag ship going through such hostile territory, it wasn't her style. Survival first, it was the nietzschean way.
Anjel, who was now on crutches because the pain had returned to her back and legs, got the lucky number. The platform lowered, revealing a team of body guards and the alpha Kala herself.
Anjel bowed best she could, "Greetings, powerful woman."
Kala gently, but powerfully disengaged herself from her entourage, and stepped close to Anjel, bringing her into a gentle embrace. "Greetings young one."
The high Alpha looked over the massively injured girl in front of her, and frowned. "What has happened to you? Is my son alright?"
Anjel smiled, happy to get some nietzschean sympathy, because it was the best kind when you could get it. "Alexander is Fine my lady, the high Kodiak trailed us to this ship, I was only injured in a fray with him on the plains."
"I am sorry to hear that Anjelicia, but you did it to save my son, and I am grateful for it. Where is my son?" Kala scanned the crowed of crew members.
Rommie stepped forward and placed Alex on the ground so that he could see his mother. The boy spotted her, "Mommy!" he cried as he giggled and ran to her as fast as his little legs could carry him. She bent down and wrapped him in her full embrace. Anjel remembered her own mother doing the same thing, how safe it felt, how she never wanted mommy to let go. Anjel was forced to turn away and have a private moment to herself before she could regain composure.
After several minutes, Alex finally unlatched himself from his mother's neck and stood by her proudly. He didn't stay long though, Kala called for another female Nietzschean that Anjel guessed was Alex's nanny. The woman coldly scooped him up without a word and bore him back to the flag ship. Alex looked back and waved to both Anjel and Tammers who had come to stand beside her.
Anjel made a small attempt to step towards the child to give him one last hug, but Tamerlane stopped her. He placed a firm, yet comforting hand on her shoulder and whispered, "He is not our son, we have to let him go."
Anjel complied, but still watched as the woman carried Alex up the transport ramp. It did crush her that she would never have her baby boy back again. He wasn't their son, but it sure felt like it. She would miss the way he ran to jump in bed with them when he had a bad dream. Or the time he had tried to make breakfast in bed for her, and forced her to eat it. She loved Alex, but Tamerlane was right, he wasn't their son.
Dylan stepped forward politely, yet authoritatively at the same time, "I am Captain Dylan Hunt. Welcome to the Andromeda Ascendant."
Kala Smiled warmly and took Dylan's hand, "Captain I would like to offer my sincerest apologies for inconveniencing you, and the thanks of the Drago pride for protecting my son and his counterparts."
Dylan smiled back as they started to walk out of the hanger, " It was no problem at all, however, I would like to speak to you about your coalition of prides."
Dylan and Kala left to speak about the Common Wealth Charter and what not, leaving the crew with nothing to do but stand around, look pretty, and comfort Anjel and Tamerlane, who were not doing the best job of hiding their grieving.
*************************************************** I am so not done yet, I think it will be a few chapters, but I think im going to finish this story with everyone finding out who Anjel is. But Im thinking of a prequel, but only if the people want it.