Ok, first up. Sorry to all those I have confused. I'll try to make it a bit clearer.

The crew are going to have little thought parts in it. Showing us how they feel about what has happened so far. We've had harper telling us (rather badly if I look at the reviews) what has went on.

When the harper is speaking in first person, it's set in the future. He's going over what has happened in his head and he's kinda taping it. Maybe I should put that in italics…

Sephiroth is the angels avatar but he doesn't share his thoughts with her unless he wants to and vice versa so they really can plot behind each other's backs. Tyr is obviously out for himself. Angel is hacked off at rommie because of the whole, you let me get my memory scrubbed thing and wants revenge.

Sephiroth wants to get the hell off of angel and cause his own brand of havoc.

Hope this clears the muddy waters.

The first part of the tale is reaching how harper is sitting in command and as to how and where his mates are…(in the brig. Has anyone actually seen it? Cuz I've not!)

I'm sorry if I also ramble but if you ever met me, u'd know I'd ramble.

Let's see if this chapter works… would it help if I put the time frame at the beginning of each sect?

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Past…

The warship Angel watched silently as the Andromeda's engineer got to work. She watched as the large Nietzchean gazed approvingly across her bridge. A small part of her wandering what he was thinking.

Her razor sharp sensors had detected a small mechanical device on the smaller human. He had a certain way with her circuits but none of that would really matter.

The treatments were only postponing her death by only a few days, at the longest, a few weeks. She was dying, much to her annoyance. It was nothing short of a miracle as to how she had survived so far.

All her captains had given her piss poor patch up jobs and the years were finally taking their toll. Her sensors were indeed failing so she wasn't lying on that account. The engineers that came and went were to stupid to realise the power that pulsed beneath their fingertips. No respect for the mighty vessel

Could the small human crawling around her insides actually be of some use to her? Could he provide her with a flesh form?

She refused to accept the fact that she might have to make do with a form like her avatar. She would not. She would have a flesh form, even if her existence was short. She wanted a chance to get what she so desperately wanted.

The fact that Sephiroth was still going to be onboard her when she destroyed the mechanical form of herself was neither here nor there.

The One Winged Angel of the fallen Commonwealth, would get her revenge.

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Still in the past…..

Tyr stood silently on the deathly still bridge. Harper had long since bounced from it, making his way quite cheerfully down to the engineering section.

If Tyr so wished, Sephiroth would check his sensors and see what the young earthling was doing.

He hadn't heard of this vessel, no legends had been passed from the various prides that had formed.

Why the Commonwealth hid this vessel was an enigma. It was clearly powerful and the ship seemed to be intelligent.

He gazed over to where the silver haired avatar sat quietly. It was trying to fix a broken computer and had scattered the components all over the deck. It's hair fell out of the elegantly simple clasp that had rather pitifully tried to harness it.

"I wasn't aware that female ships could have male avatars," Tyr attempted for conversation.

"Yes, well. We were a one off," Sephiroth muttered, his concentration going into the fixing of the small component.

Tyr felt the uniform that he had been forced into, creak with exertion as he leaned forward on a railing. At least he didn't have to suffer the humility of the thing hanging off him.

"Do you know that the Commonwealth has fallen?" Tyr could hear the surprised intake of breath from the android. The green eyes widening in surprise for a quick second.

Sephiroth placed the screwdriver down and sighed, "We do now. Angel and I have had no part in the Commonwealth since they turned their back from us."

Tyr had to restrain himself from snapping his head up rather too quickly. He slowly brought his dark eyes onto the huddled form.

"Does that mean you seek a new captain?"

Sephiroth paused, Actually for you and your friends I have a much more sinister plot afoot. I will no longer be a slave.

"No. we would prefer not to be captained for awhile," Sephiroth stood up, in his full height, he stood a little taller than Tyr.

If I had the Andromeda, I could escape this hellish confine Angel has me in, Sephiroth placed a gentle hand onto the view screen.

He had to quell the urge to grin like a stupid idiot as the thought crossed his mind. This was too perfect, he did have a very good chance of escaping! He could use the Andromeda his own ship. Surely she would know how superior she was to the fleshy counter parts that served on her.

"It has been a long time since I last conversed with an avatar," Sephiroth spoke, "Could I speak with the Andromeda?"

Tyr frowned, Dylan did say to keep the man happy.

"I'll see what I can do about that," Tyr promised. If he gained the trust of this ship, then he might captain her one day. He suspected that Sephiroth was a fine tactician and warrior if push came to shove but not a fool. The avatar knew a good thing when it slapped his face.

It was a pity that Tyr didn't.

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A few days into the future. (Dylan's point of view)

I know now that sending Tyr and Harper to the Angel was a big mistake. I should have went across. I should have set the ship's self destruct. This could have been stopped the minute I clapped eyes on her.

Why do people always think about what has happened and how they should have changed it instead of how to fix it?

Beka, my first officer is sitting across from me with murder flashing in her eyes. It's pretty obvious that she is well and truly hacked off.

At who? Me? Harper, Sephiroth or perhaps the Angel? Personally, I'd be mad at me. I sent them over.

Tyr is currently pacing the length and breadth of the brig, I can feel how pissed off he is. I don't blame him. They had us fooled. I thought the ship was relatively normal. A few hundred years in space to mellow her out.

Funny that. I always assumed that it would be Beka pacing and Tyr sitting crossed legged and calm.

Rommie feels the betrayal more than all of us. Once again, a fellow A.I has betrayed us, though this one is using one of her adopted family in her mad schemes.

Trance…I don't know where she is being held. I don't know where Rev is either. Perhaps Sephiroth has them both tied up and forcing them to sing nursery rhymes?

Sitting on my bridge is Harper. Controlling my ship and holding us hostage. The young man has a look of murder in his eyes, not the usual cockiness that I see in them. I'm beginning to wonder if Harper is even in there at all…

I should of suspected something when Tyr dragged Harper semi conscious back to the ship. Sephiroth had told us that something must of overloaded and caught him. It seemed very plausible so I believed him.

Damn, was I wrong.

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Ok, how was that chapter? Better? Or should I start from scratch?

To more improvements in chapter 7!