I monitored Tyr's progress through the atmosphere with my sensors and relayed the news that he had arrived at his coordinates safely to the rest of the crew. The first stage of the plan was completed and all we could do now was wait. I started checking radio traffic on the planet as I thought this might help determine his position. If an alert suddenly went out for all military personnel to go to the base where we had located the cure then plan C would come into effect. I would send tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee down to the planet and we would see what effect that had on them.
Three hours later and there was still no sign of him and nothing seemed to be wrong on the planet. Everyone was starting to get restless. Beka may have not realised it but she had checked the controls five times without noticing the problem with them. Harper especially seemed worried, as this was Trance's only hope. I had tried to find a cure but as I couldn't even find the cause of the illness there was nothing I could really do.
Suddenly a burst of radiation was directed at from the planet down below, I felt dizzy and blinded, my sensors were offline and I was slowly losing control of my systems. I don't know what they had done but it was bad. My crew immediately realised something was wrong and I tried to explain what had happened but I couldn't think straight everything seemed to be happening a long way off. I finally managed to get them to understand and out all of my effort into maintaining environmental systems, maybe they would be able to do something, anything.
I was conscious enough to feel the jolt as my hanger doors were forced open and I was boarded. Internal defences were offline and there was nothing I could do but lie there, helpless, whilst around me everyone tried to work out what to do. It was decided that Harper would stay here and try to get m systems back and Beka and Dylan would go and try to fight off the intruders and protect Trance from them as there was no doubt that she was who they had come for.
I don't know how long I was there, helpless, not even able to access my sensors to see what was happening in my own corridors. Harper, who had been working on the other side of the deck, looked up sharply and came over to stand between me and the door. I didn't know why at first, and then I heard it, the sound of heavy gunfire, getting closer.
My doors were blasted open and Beka came flying in backwards before landing with a sickening thump, her blond hair was matted with blood and she wasn't moving, I couldn't even tell if she was breathing.
Harper was torn between helping Beka and going to fight with Dylan and in that moment of indecisiveness Dylan was shot, a gaping wound opening up.
As Harper turned to fire a blast hit one of my instrument panels and it exploded knocking him to the ground. He lay on top of me, deathly still, and all I cold see was blood, everywhere.
As I thought back over the way in which I had failed my friends a tear slowly traced its way down my cheek before falling silently to the deck and I knew that there was now no hope.
