Part 11
Trance's POV
I sit in my quarters, on a small mat. Deep in thought. I saw all the images coming back, Harper
dying, Beka nothing but a shell, Dylan becoming nothing more that a vegetable, Rommie being
torn apart limb by limb, Try screaming in pain. My eyes shoot open, I'm covered in cold sweat.
"It won't happen again, I won't let it"
I'm still shaking when I raise to my feet and cross the short distance from my mat to the consol
on the wall. I start typing the code, prepping a slipfighter for departure, Rommie came up on my
left, but I continue to type into the consol.
"What do you think you doing, Trance." Said Rommie knowing full well what I was doing.
"Saving them,... and Beka. If it's a last thing I do" My eyes locked onto the consol as I finish. I
finally look Rommie in the eyes. Her face was blank, trying to figure out my plan. But she
wouldn't be able to, she had no idea what I was gonna do. Hell I didn't know what I was gonna
do. "They'll be back soon"
I went to walk out when Rommie stopped me, holding my arm tight "Dylan, Tyr, and Harper
have it under control"
I looked at her hand on my arm, then slid my eyes up to meet hers "No, they don't" I pulled my
arm from her grasp with enough strength to even surprise her. I could feel he eyes on me as I
walk away, all her eyes.
As I make my way to the docking bay, I fight a internal battle in my head, some voices saying
don't do it, others saying do, then that damn emotion one screaming you have to no other choice.
I walk in to the docking bay and begin to suit up, thoughts still running through my head all the
while. I shake my head hard,. I had to be in control if I was going to do this.
I get into the fighter, and shoot out of the ship and toward the planet, but I wasn't go to there I
was following that ship, all the while working my plan out. I see Dylan and the other two heading
back to Andromeda, that was good, they were still alive. By the time they got back they wouldn't
have a chance at finding me.
I see the ship heading into a slip portal trying to run away, well that won't happen I quickly head
after them, staying back enough so that they can't notice me, I couldn't make my move until they
stopped. The Slip fighter twists and jerks as I fly, I hated flying, always had. But none of that
mattered now, this was for Beka.
I pull out of the portal after them, and watch as they come to a slow stop, their sensors had picked
me up, their weapons locked onto me. I wasn't fast enough, the torpedo hit the slip fighter,
throwing me around. My head spun, pain shooting from my right side, I could feel blood it was
dripping down the side of my head, lots of blood, too much blood. I was getting scared. Then I
felt it, the ship had locked on to me and was pulling me in. I watched as the ship came closer and
closer, until I was inside it.
Three of them came at my fighter, I couldn't see them well enough yet. They opened the ship and
looked at me. The tallest one said something to the other two but I didn't know what. I looked at
them closer but it was hard to concentrate but I think I've say them, yes I have I know I have. By
now I could taste blood dripping onto my lip and my head spun more, I felt sick, god I felt weak I
felt... younger. One reached out and grabbed my face making me look it in the eyes, which only
made my head hurt worse, he pushed my face away and said something to the other two again.
The others reached in and pulled me out roughly and made me stand. That was a bad idea, I
quickly fell to my knees and then darkness.