Chapter 3- The UDD
They rematerialized in a room, with one woman standing behind a console in front and two men holding guns at each side, all wearing a uniform like Bruce's, but their shirt was tan and none of them had as many patches as him. One came forward, three bronze arrows with two half circles underneath on a plate on his right leg and red stripes near the end of his sleeves showed him as the leader of the men at the sides.
"Sir, what is the situation?" he asked Bruce.
"We've got a Code 8 right out of Alpha Team, Sergeant." Bruce told him.
"Alpha Team? Who?"
"That's not your concern," He said, taking off the coat and showing a similar set of blue stripes near the end of his sleeves and a plate on his right leg with silver lines going across it. "Right now your concern is to escort her to medical and have Doc Sterns check her out."
"Yes sir. Shall we run her though decon?"
"Not necessary, but have the good doctor put her though a clothes fabricator. If you need me I'll be in my office with the rest of the Alphas. Oh, and have someone check out the pattern buffer on this pad, it was a little slow on the transfer." Bruce walked out of the room, though a pair of doors that slid out of his way when he came close to them and closed as he walked away.
The Sergeant came toward her.
"Ma'am, if you'll follow me to medical."
"What? Oh, yes."
She stepped off the pad, onto the Sergeant's level, "Sorry, this is just so overwhelming. I feel as if I was torn to pieces."
"You just were, in a way."
"What do you mean?"
"That's the way a transporter works, it breaks you down at the molecular level and transmits you as energy to a point in space."
"How?"
"I'd explain, but that's about all I know myself. Now, if I could do my job…"
"Oh, sorry."
"It's okay, this sort of thing happens more often then most people think. Although this is the first time we've got one straight out of Alpha." They started walking out of the room; she kept looking at the door as it closed behind them.
"How does that work? Or do you not know?"
"I don't know the exact science behind it, but it's really just an over glorified track and belt system."
"Track and belt? You mean the door is just pulled along a hidden track?"
"Yeah, that's about it. High tech my ass, can't believe I transferred from the Corps for this."
"The Corps?"
"USMC, but that's a story for another time." They came to a door that didn't open for a few seconds, then opened to a round room with a map at the back. They got in and the Sergeant said, "Medical." She felt the room start moving when he had said this.
"What's going on?"
"Relax, the turbolift is just moving, it'll be over in a second." Sure enough, the door opened a little after he had said this to a room full of beeps, beds, and people in everything from almost nothing to red full-body suits going into another room. Then a woman with curly blond-brown hair and green eyes in a blue version of the uniform came towards them.
"Hi there Corman. Who's the girl?"
"The Commander bought her in, code 8 level red from Alpha team, wants a full scan done plus a clothes-fab run."
"Alpha team, you say? That's a first. Well, what's your name?"
"Asuyuka Meya Kimeno," She said straight at the woman
"Well, Miss Kimeno, if you'll just follow me we'll get you new clothes and a full check up. You're dismissed, Sergeant."
"Thanks, just my luck I catch her just before the next shift. See ya Liz." He stepped back into the turbolift as the two walked over to another door in a circler wall.