Rommie awakened on the floor of the Command Deck to an array of strange men standing over her. "Who are you," she asked. The men just looked at her. "Exactly how much power did you give her batteries," one of the men asked. "Sir, I fully charged her. We need her to be fully operational," another responded. "What do you mean you charged me? Harper? Trance? Rhade? Beka? Dylan," she yelled. "See what you can do about restoring power to the ship," the man ordered. Rommie got up on her feet, but was ordered to stay put by a man who suddenly raised a gun at her.
Harper was running. He ran faster with each second through a dark, long tunnel. He stopped to catch his breath. "Damn. I can't let them get me," he said to himself. He began running again. As a sound passed through the tunnel, Harper turned around to look as he ran. A group of men, heavily armed, were behind him. "Oh, no! No tailgating," he yelled. He drew out his weapon and started running faster. "I'm going to get a big Sparky after I get through this," he assured himself. "Don't let him get away! We need him to finish Andromeda's upgrades," one of the men ordered. "What if he's looking for the Andromeda," another asked. "Then kill him. We can't let him find her. It's game over if he finds her."
"Would someone please explain to me what's going on," Rommie asked. A large, dicrepid being with skin of grey approached her. He had faded blue streaks around his eyes, streaking from the socket out to the ear. His teeth were sharp and pointy and yellow in color. "Soon, slave, you shall learn the truth," he said. "The truth? The truth about what? What have you done with my crew," she asked. "Your crew," he asked. "I am a warship. I have a crew. What have you done with them? Don't think I won't defend myself, or them for that matter," Rommie stated hastily. The alien laughed evilly. "Soon, you shall be on our side, whether you like it or not."
Harper turned a corner and noticed a door. He opened the door and entered another long tunnel, closing the door behind him. He leaned back against the door to catch his breath. "Damn! Five years of slavery is enough," he said. He pulled out his com and activated it. "Andromeda? Can you hear me," he said into the com. "They haven't activated her, yet." He put his com away. Harper heard footsteps getting louder and louder with every passing seconds, resulting in him taking off running again.
"You said earlier that I would be on your side. What side is that exactly? What have you done to me," Rommie pressed conversation further. "The side of the great force," the being responded. "Really? What force is that? Where did you come from? What's your name? How did you find me," she said in response. "I am Anaris. As for your other questions, I don't have the time to be answering them, as of yet," Anaris responded. "I'm needed else where." He walked out of the Command Deck. "I hope they haven't died," Rommie said in a manner to indicate that she was losing hope.
In the control room, several men were assembled with the objective to reactive the Andromeda. "Have you figured this thing out, yet?" "I've never seen technology like this. It looks so outdated, but completely interconnected. Did you get anything out of that slave we took?" "Only information about where things are located on this ship. He's given us enough information to alter this ship over the past 5 years, despite that. And we've already begun charging the energy grid, Sir." "Great! Anaris will be pleased."
"Sir, we've gotten word that we're a step closer to getting this ship online," someone informed Anaris. "Perfect! You know, I never thought that we would be able to conquer the rest of the universe, but now...I think it's possible. I knew the second we laid eyes on this ship, that it was our key," Anaris stated aloud.