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Chapter 14: On the Run

Larry stepped in front of the captured mutineers and stood with his legs spread out, "Here's the situation," he said as Fox took up position next to him and removed his Springfield from his shoulder, "We are on the run. Every creature in this game is after us, and many of the clans too. They are after something that could put too much power into any one clan's hands, which is why we have left the base we had set up."

Fox stepped in then, "Harrod's right, y'all. We're all fried if they get their hands on that precious Index that Ownage used. And the way I see it, ya could be more use fighten' then if you were all stuck here as sitting ducks. If ya get my drift."

Larry nodded, "We understand the temptation to mutiny, but in the end it has changed noting…"

"And what if we don't?" shouted one of the mutineers.

Fox and Larry exchanged looks, "Then you will be tried and found guilty of mutiny, and such treason is dealt with in only one way," Larry said.

"We'll give y'all some time to think it over," Fox said as he moved out of the room followed by Larry. Chatter and talk erupted behind them.

Fury looked up from the navigation read out that showed where they were flying and asked, "How'd it go?"

The three members of High Command were standing there now too, but Bobby was looking extremely tired as he was leaning up against a console and both Nikita and James didn't look much better.

"They're talking it over," Larry said, "Where are we going?"

"We need to re-supply and make repairs, so we need to go to a world that is technologically advanced…" Nikita said, she was looking at another control console looking concerned, "The structure took a lot of damage during the fighting onboard."

Bobby's eyes rolled up into his head and he fell over, unconscious. S

"He's reached the time limit," Nikita said looking down at him and then joined Larry and Fury at the navigation console, "Where are we?"

James picked up Bobby and snapped, "You, Fox, help me with Bobby!"

Fox set his rifle down and sauntered over, and grabbed Bobby's ankles and the two made their way out the door.

"We've flown just past Coursaunt," Fury said, "Anywhere within the Galactic Alliance space should be good to get supplies in…"

"We should maintain a low profile and get our supplies quickly," Nikita said and Fury and Larry nodded agreement.

A throat cleared behind them and all three turned to a corner of the room where the ever flamboyant mercenary Outlaw was standing.

"I have been through here many times, and I believe the best place to get supplies unnoticed would be Nar Shaddaa, the smugglers moon just off Nul Hutta," he said.

Fury nodded, "Yes, but a warship this size will attract attention no matter where it goes. We will need to send a smaller shuttle down to get the necessary supplies."

"But who should we…" The bridge door opened cutting Nikita off and James came back in followed by a darkly tanned man wearing sunglasses and a hat stepped in, and Larry recognized Spacer.

Looking around the man said, "Well we've talked it over amongst us and all of us decided that we were a bit hasty to follow Ownage like that…" he grinned suddenly, "We would like to come back and help the Clan Hunters survive."

Larry smiled at Spacer, "I'm very glad to hear you say that," he said.

Spacer's face darkened though, "One problem though is that we know that Recon, Biffy, and some others are not with us and they're either still on Halo, or else they're running loose."

James' head snapped up at that, "Fury, check the ship. Make sure that there are no more renegades onboard."

Nikita said, "If that is the case then I want to speak with them myself," she moved toward the door pulling out her PDA and began tapping at it. Fury moved to go with her, but she waved him away, "I'll be fine," she said, "Besides, You have to check the ship."

Fury nodded, "I'll take Tex with me," he said, and he pulled out his own PDA and began tapping out a message to Tex, "She's a remarkable tracker when she needs to be. I wonder what her story is…" he walked off.

James turned to Outlaw, "You say you know your way around Nar Shaddaa?" he asked, "Are you working for us or what?"

Outlaw stroked his well oiled mustaches easily and then stood up, "Why yes! I am working for you," he said, "And I have some contacts on Nar Shaddaa that could really help you out…"

"How much do you charge," James asked bluntly.

Outlaw twirled his mostauche and grinned in a half smile, "Nothing. This time, it's free," when he saw the questioning look in James' suspicious gaze he said, "I'm feeling generous, that's all!"

James mulled it over, "All right…" he said.

Turning to Larry, James asked, "How much time do you have left?"

Larry pulled out his PDA and pushed the "on" button. The clock came up immediately, "Only an hour left," he said.

James grimaced slightly, "Alright. Here's what we're going to do. The ship is going to move into a system near Nul Hutta. Then we're all going to shut down and I will place a mandatory lock down on the ship for the next 24 hours. Then, provided that the ship is not discovered, we should be at full strength and well rested for our next operation."

He nodded to himself, "I'm going to go talk with Nikita about this, and I want all of you guys to find a place to stow yourselves and remain there. Alright?"

"Sir, is that such a wise idea? What if there are people still onboard? What if the people who claim to be the Clan Hunter's soldiers again decide to hang back and take over the ship?" Larry asked.

"That's why I'm going to lock the ship down," the High Command sitter said, "No one can operate the ship except for High Command. And should anyone try, an alert is set to be sent to me via email."

Larry whistled, "Pretty slick," he said.

"You're darn right it is. It's also setup to do that if we are boarded or an attack takes place…" he trailed off as he noticed Outlaw watching intently, "Well! Go on! I'll expect you in twenty-four hours!"

Larry turned and left the bridge, making for one of the crew cabins.