The attack as I can remember was brutal and quick. My best friends were ripped away from me to be processed into the camps, I ran for quite some time before the Saurians found me, for my insolence I had become an example to any other ducks on Puckworld, they beat me, tortured and because of my tattoo on my lower ankle, the Brotherhood symbol made me tell them things I did not know to begin with. My name is Dasa (Da-sha) L'orange, I thought being the baby sister of the Brotherhood of the Blades fearless leader I would have been safe. I was trapped in those dark, sinister mines begging the Great Duck to take me away from the pain, but apparently he cannot. I have these dreams of a planet in a far away place but really what kind of planet only has snow in certain areas?
We are told that Draganus is gone, but she is still here; that cold, vile of a female. Would not the resistance loved to see this, word has it they chased Draggy out and disappeared it has been three years of war now. I was liberated of course, well from the mines and camps anyways, because of my skills as a thief I was taken into the military, well more like threatened to go. For 2 years now I have been hacking into Drina's systems, yes that her name Drina Queen of Saurians or overlord whatever. I am told my technological skills would be appreciated by a duck named Tanya, the tech for the original strike team, but I know Duke would have appreciated them better.
"Dasa?"
"What?" a figure stepped into the light, with her long black hair flowing freely, proud respectable walk, she was identified as the Ti Quack Do student Prim FairFeather, one of my teammates.
"Commander Oratory wants us in the ready room immediately, we have a mission."
I looked at her smiling, "A mission eh? What are we going to do now…?"
In the ready room…
"Team, we will be entering this portal and hopefully if everything in front of you goes according to plan will be arriving at the exact breaching point in which Canard Thunderbeak's team breached the portal. Our objective is to collect the team and bring them home. Apparently the Saurian forces here have had contact with Draganus and we are told 6 of the 7 live, the last was lost in the dimension shift" the meeting droned on for another hour before the commander glared at her youngest.
Dasa sat in her seat toying with a dagger, typical Brotherhood member; the commander felt sorry for her at times but knew she needed discipline. She knew the kid was good, well the young woman was extremely good at her job but she was still into comics, boys always flirting with the other soldiers and disobeying.
"Only three ducks will be going on this mission," the room looked her over carefully. Many of the ducks were veterans of the war, scars, injuries and sorrow filled eyes. They knew if too many of the best agents disappeared, so would Puckworld's chance of survival. The world was half liberated now and only one more major leader to go, Bronwyn Oratory was not taking any chances.
"The team will be made up of myself, Primillia Fairfeather for her calm collective mind and…" Oratory smiled knowing half the team would be mad at her for this but she had no choice. " and Dasa L'orange for her technological skills and knack for getting in places where others could not."
The team was set and locked into place. It was only a day till the found themselves on a ship heading into the dimensional shifts. "Hey chief, what the hell is that?" Dasa pointed to a figure floating in the void. "Don't use hell and…holy shit its Canard!"