A/N I am so so so so so so sorry I haven't updated. I had all of this fic. Written already in a notebook but I lost the book!! Gah!!! So now I am going by memory and creating it as I go. It might even be better. Forgive me!!! I also named Caida's alias Cindee. This was not a cut on Cyndy, my friend and fellow writer Oenone. I did not model this character after you. I would if you would like me to. I can write her as Cyndy!

Chapter 6

Dylan was in command when Beka and Rhade came in. they stopped talking abruptly when they saw him. Dylan raised his eyebrows and went back to his work.

"Captain, 5 ships have dropped out of slipstream." Rommie said.

"Hail them." Dylan said automatically.

"No response."

"Naturally."

"They're charging weapons." Rhade said.

"Beka evasive maneuvers until we get to slip stream."

"Duh." Beka muttered.

"Rommie, who the hell are these guys and why are they firing on us?" Dylan shouted as a barrage of missiles hit the Andromeda.

"Unknown. Their hull configuration is odd."

"Odd how?" Rhade asked.

"Their hull is made up of many different metals. I am detecting parts of Nietzschean ships, Than cruisers, salvage ships among many." Rommie said. "I don't know who is firing on us."

"Dylan, a ship has forced its way into my cargo bay." Andromeda said, sounding insulted.

"Beka, Rhade, greet our guests and ask them to leave." Dylan said.

Beka and Rhade nodded and ran out of command.

"Dammit why can't we just go one day without being fired on?" Beka asked as they ran to the cargo bay.

"Maybe they know you are onboard."

"What?"

Rhade smiled. "Maybe these are some of the people that you screwed over before you met the Andromeda."

"Oh no no no no no. I made sure the people I screwed over wouldn't remember me." Beka said

"I'm sure."

As they reached the cargo bay, they positioned themselves on one side of the corner about 10 yards away from the door. The intruders had to come this way and better head them off before they got comfy with the Andromeda.

As the doors open, Rhade heard Beka gasp. There were four very big and very armed Nietzscheans standing in the doorway. Rhade put a hand on her back to reassure her. Beka was strong but he knew there was no way she could take at least 3 Nietzscheans.

"That's Paritheez" Beka whispered.

"What?"

"Paaritheez, he was a slave trader, we caught him and put him in jail. How did he get out?"

Rhade looked at the Nietzscheans slowly walking down the corridor and he stood up. Beka looked at him as if he was nuts and motioned for him to sit back down. Rhade shook his head and fired 5 shots. 3 connected and sent 3 Nietzscheans to the ground. 4 more came running at him. Rhade shot down another one but Paritheez dodged and stood back as the 2 other Nietzscheans fought Rhade.

He smelled something. There was someone else here. Paritheez whipped around and saw Beka. She shot one of the men Rhade was fighting.

Wait, there were seven. 1, 2 3...4...5 and 6...Paritheez!

She looked around right as he swung at her. She was able to dodge the first to hits but then a blow hit her ion the stomach. She doubled over and Paritheez dug his boneblades into her back. She cried out as she hit the deck. Rhade whipped around, shot the Nietzschean he was fighting with, and ran over to Beka where Paritheez was about to strike the deadly blow. Beka was unconscious, not moving. Paritheez smiled.

"You are a Nietzschean. Why do you protect the human?" He asked.

"Because I care about 'hat human'." Rhade answered.

"Why? She cannot carry your genes, she is inferior."

"That is not what life has to be. Life can mean something. I can do great things and help people without having to have pure 100% Nietzschean children."

"What have the Humans done to you?"

"They have shown me I can be better." With that he shot Paritheez dead.

"Andromeda, alert Trance that we need her in medical." Rhade looked down at Beka. Damn, she was bleeding bad.

Caida smiled. Her new monitor was lovely but she really loved what was being seen on it. Beka was bleeding badly. She probably would die. A look of pure joy swept across Caida's face. Rhade would be hers, all hers. There was nothing anybody could do about it. She just hoped her small army wouldn't destroy the Andromeda, at least not until Rhade was off it.

A/n I know I know sucky chapter and too short. I need to find that book.