In Evil, Residing
Second Obstacle
Treylon sat in the shuttle as it and hundreds of others silently moved toward their assigned Orbital Defense Stations. Treylon checked his Overwatch for the fifth time and he looked around at his crew; he was the most advanced dragon in the group because of his armor. All the others didn't have a shield generator or cloaking, he had been picked out from all the other Captains to test the equipment.
"Sir, we will make contact in three, two, and one, now." The shuttle groaned and the hatch was opened as soon as the outer hull was cut away. Treylon jumped through the hole and the alarm hadn't gone off yet. His team locked their weapons and Treylon held his fist up.
"Two groups, one left, the other to the right, I'll take point." The hallway they had landed in was cut in two and Treylon shouldered the Overwatch as he unleashed his sword. It glowed with uncontained energy and he heard an elevator open to his left. He turned and the cerulean vulpine couldn't even blink as Treylon slashed him in half. Blood exploded onto the wall and Treylon kicked the carcass out into the hallway as his team piled into the elevator. Treylon pushed the button to the bridge and the elevator whizzed upwards; it opened and Treylon stepped out into the bridge. The Capitan of the OSD turned around and dragons piled into the room.
"Surrender now or die." Treylon said and he ripped a blaster from a dragon next to him. He took aim and pulled off a quick shot; it ripped through the Comm Officer's head and the Cerinian fell back onto the console, dead. The Capitan made a move and Treylon pointed the blaster at her. "Have a seat." He said and the blaster fired. The bolt took her through the leg and she screamed as she fell to the floor. Her words were strange to the rest of the dragons but Treylon knew what she was saying.
"Yato, faer jagk taer re, yato." (Please, don't kill me, please.)
"Dukt fatwah juget killik." (Move and I kill you.) Treylon pointed to the other crew and he motioned for them to stand in the corner. "Strip them of their Comms and anything else you find of value." Treylon ordered his dragons. They moved into the group of Cerinians and equipment began piling up everywhere. Treylon grabbed the Capitan and he dragged her over by the Comm. "Move him." The cerulean vulpine didn't understand so Treylon roared into her face while pointing. "MOVE HIM OR YOU DIE!" The Capitan hurriedly moved her dead Officer and Treylon took out his Comm. "ODS 1 captured, please advise." The Admiral came up on the Comm and he smiled.
"Treylon well done. You can do what you like with the crew but I want the Capitan of the Station. Return to your ship and I will station others where you are. Admiral out." Treylon killed his Comm and he shouted to his dragons.
"You can do whatever you like with them, but this one is mine." He turned to the female and he noticed that her leg was bleeding profusely. "Don't move." He said in Cerinian and Treylon ripped the pant leg of her uniform off. He looked at the wound and he dug a bandage out of his utility belt.
"Que teklak pastio?" (Why are you doing this?)
"Tiyo wetno slti sangre." (So you don't bleed all over the place on my shuttle.) Treylon said and he looked over, blood was all over the place as his team literally ripped the foxes to pieces. Blood was a sport for them and Treylon wanted to join in but that would have been a bad example to his dragons. He turned back to the female and she had the blaster pointed at him. He let her go and she crawled backward as she raised the blaster; she screamed something and the weapon fired. It was absorbed by Treylon's shield and she fired again, no effect. Treylon kicked her wound and she screamed as Treylon placed his booted paw on her chest. "Don't make me kill you, because I will if you don't behave." She seemed to get the message when he kicked the weapon out of her paw and leveled the laser sword at her throat.
"Commander Treylon." The Comm lit up and he answered it.
"Yes?"
"We have explored the station and there is a pocket of resistance that we can't pierce, I need advice."
"Recall your team back to the shuttle, I'll be there in a moment." He turned to his team and they were still at it. There was one Cerinian still left and he was in the corner; the dragons were toying with him with their laser swords. "Hey, that's enough, we're leaving." The team left the fox alone and blood was all over him from al the little cuts that had been inflicted on him. Treylon aimed his blaster and the round passed through the fox's head. Treylon holstered his blaster but he kept his sword out as he grabbed the female by the neck fur. She screamed and he whispered in her ear something in Cerinian, she was instantly calm and they walked back into the elevator. The dragons eyed the female but Treylon kept her safe as they walked back to the shuttle. Compared to the dragons, the female was tiny as she was only five foot ten while Treylon was almost eight feet tall. He was tall for a dragon but they ranged from six to eight feet as being the norm. Treylon killed his sword and he sat the female beside him.
Why are you being so kind to me? She asked him in Cerinian.
I'm protecting you until the Admiral decides what to do with you.
Who's the Admiral?
The Commander of this fleet now shut up or I will slit your throat. She became quiet and one of the dragons eyed her.
"That's enough Axel; you have more chances to kill Cerinians."
"Yes sir."
Fox brought the ship out of warp and nothing seemed different from when they had left.
"So what's wrong?" Krystal asked and Fox was quiet.
"Something's wrong, we would have been contacted by one of the stations by now." Fox said and he turned the ship around.
Something blocked his path; it was a giant black frigate with down swept wings, massive guns, heavy thrusters and red portholes. The Comm lit up and Fox hesitated when he went to push the answer button. He pushed it and the figure was backlit so his face was hidden.
"Kito yorna detatf tach." Fox frowned and he looked at Krystal.
"Do you know what he is saying?"
"No, I don't." Krystal responded.
"Kitash mito dalit snetir." Fox looked at Krystal and she frowned.
"That was in the native tongue of Cerinia; most Cerinians speak Cornerian or a mix of both languages."
"So what did he say?" Fox asked and the voice answered.
"Or should I say, you will power down your weapons and be boarded." The voice said as it lapsed into Cornerian. "Do it or I will be forced to destroy you."
"Who are you?" Fox asked.
"That is not important, shut down your ship or I will be forced to do so."
"Who are you?" Fox asked and the figure laughed. "Answer my question dammit!" The figure was silent as something slammed into the ship; Fox was thrown to the floor and Krystal latched onto the seat as the ship lost power. The auxiliary systems kicked in and the Comm was still on.
"Don't make me kill you; you will be boarded and imprisoned in my brig." The Comm shut down and Fox struggled to his feet as something grind against the craft. The hatch was opened and something slammed into Fox; blackness overtook him and he felt nothing.
The Cerinian Capitan was herded into a room with the other OSD Captains and Treylon walked in since he was one of the few dragons that could speak Cerinian. He had learned it when they had first arrived; he had plugged in a small translator device into his neural implant in his head and it had uploaded Cornerian and Cerinian language files. The Admiral came onto the screen and he began talking through a translator.
"You have been taken here and are now prisoners of war. I will not allow your release unless it is by death; you will be imprisoned in the Capitan's or Commander's who took over your OSD brig. They have complete authority and I have authorized them to kill you if you make one false move. Also, we have captured your King and Queen." Treylon smiled and he noticed that his female was shaking with fright as the Admiral continued. "Your planet is now under our control. Admiral out." The screen shut off and Treylon pulled out his sword.
"Ok, let's go, to your specified dragons now or I will kill you all." He said in the flowing, silvery speech of a Cerinian. When his vulpine walked by, he grabbed her and she tried to resist; Treylon got her in a chokehold and he forced her unconscious. He threw her over his shoulder and as the foxes left, he walked to the brig of his ship. He opened the door and the two occupants were still out cold. He set her down and Treylon shut the door; he activated his cloak and Treylon killed his sword as he waited.
Fox slowly came awake and as his eyes became used to the darkness, he picked out two forms. He crawled over to one and he gently shook it; it moaned and sat up.
"Te quesk lado?" (Who are you?)
"Uh, Krystal?" Fox asked and the figure crawled away from him. "Tesk no shi lalto!" (Stay away from me!) Fox held up his paws and the female shrunk into the corner as Krystal sat up.
"What is going on?" She stopped and listened to the Cerinian. "Hey, calm down."
"Is he a dragon? I am really afraid now, they took over my Command and we are all going to die!" She said quickly and Krystal moved over to the vixen.
"Wait, calm down, I'm from Cerinia and I am the daughter of the King and Queen."
"Princess, you're family has been captured."
"Well, you just figured that out." Treylon said and they quit talking. "Welcome to the Maru."
"So you're the one who took us?" Fox asked as the lights flashed on. Fox saw no one who was talking and something grabbed him by the throat. It was like a vice and Fox tried to lash out with his mechanical arm. Treylon was taken by surprise and he almost dropped Fox. Treylon caught the next blow and he bent the arm backward; with flexed with the motion but Fox couldn't move it.
"Yes, I am. I am also the on who will kill you." He squeezed Fox's neck and Krystal rushed up.
"Stop it, you'll kill him!" Treylon backhanded her and she fell to the floor as he dropped Fox. The vulpine was out of breath and he gasped on the floor as he walked over to Krystal.
"That's the idea, so shut the Hell up or you'll be next." He looked at the other female and she screamed as he lifted her up by the neck fur. "You've lived long enough." Treylon took out his energy sword and he threw her down to the ground; Krystal tried to help but Treylon kicked her cruelly in the stomach. She flew against the wall and a scream echoed from her and Treylon raised the blade. "It is now time to die." He said in Cornerian and Cerinian and the sword came down. It ripped through her fragile fur and she clutched her chest; the blade hadn't gone in all the way and Treylon smiled at his own cruelty. He let the blade fall again and this time the blow was fatal, it sliced through her artery in the neck and her head fell to the ground as her body slumped against the wall. Fox had recovered his strength and he held Krystal close to him as Treylon turned to them. "Let this be a warning to you both; your lives matter not to me. The Dragonian race will conquer your pitiful race and the Hierarchs will be pleased to know that Cerinia has fallen." Treylon flicked on his Comm and he spoke an order in his native tongue. "Get this mess out of here." The door opened and two dragons picked up the female's body, they left and Treylon slammed the door behind him.
"Fox," Krystal said and he held her tight.
"Krystal, we'll get out of this somehow."
Author's Note: Ok, I'll explain the languages; when the letters are like this and in English, they are speaking Cerinian to each other. When they look like a mash of letters or a bit of Spanish, they are the Dragon tongue and/or Cerinian. Regular English is Cornerian or Dragon. I'll translate it if it is Dragon or Cerinian; which language it is will depend on the situation so watch who is talking. And if I say that, for example, "Treylon said this in his native tongue", which means it's in the Dragonian language. And if this chapter seemed a bit morbid, I apologize since I am listening to kind of depressing music. If you must know, it is Porcupine Tree and they KICK ASS! So does Demon Hunter so listen to them. Ok, I'll get off my soapbox now.