The Players so far..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.
Syin-To-Twenty-Seven (Sin), Betha’s sentient companion, through the link they share Sin can control and communicate between Betha and Zander, as well as accessing and sometimes controlling other forms of technology.
Gadamrie, a Golden Priestess in the Dark Collective and Zander’s lover, before the federation came to power Gadamrie boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive, she sacrificed her final host so Zander and her unborn seed he carries would survive.
General Salidazar, an officer in the Dark Collective, who’s loyalties, may lie somewhere else.
Last time on Dark Stars…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the United Federation, Zander and his crew found themselves prisoners of High Lord Quinn, somehow, Zander, with the aid of Sin, managed to escape Quinn clutches, but he was badly injured in the process, and his crew save from Sin, perished. Waking from a fevered dream, Zander found himself under attack from Federation soldiers, once managing to defeat the attack squad, Zander found out that General Salidazar had been aboard Betha whilst he was unconscious, and could have a connection to the Federation soldiers gaining access to the ship. Tracking the breach back to Salidazar’s quarters, Zander and Sin were sucked into a vortex and found themsleves dumped into darkness, where, things we’re about to become a whole lot worse.
And so we continue…
“Halligans Box is just a legend, left over from a race that disappeared a long time ago, can’t you come up with something a little more believable?”
“Sir, to you , Halligans Box may just be a story, but to my data base, it is very real, the Halgree built the box to vanquish their enemies the Lorikaa some millennia ago. It is told that they placed the box inside a cargo freighter and journeyed towards the border of their system, knowing full well the Lorikaa would attack them, in the struggle the box was opened, and what was once sector twelve-nine-five, ceased to be. The box somehow eventually closed, many believe it became sentient, from all the life it ate, and become full, so it closed its lid, then slept and has, to this day, never been see again.”
“Don’t you think it would be a little-le-le….” Zander’s lip quivers, as he feels something slimy, slowly brings to wrap itself around one of his legs, and then, it tightens, frantically he reaches down and pulls of the grotesque thing that latches itself around his leg, screaming in fear, then it falls still and and it’s grip relaxes. “WHAT THE H….” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as an unseen had covers his mouth, he feels a warm breath on the back of his neck.
“Quiet,” a voice whispers, “they hear everything, the quieter you are, the longer you live, do you understand?” Zander nods his head, and the hand releases.
“Where is, here? and who are you?”
“We don’t have time for me to answer any of those questions, they’re coming,” the voice hisses in the darkness.
“Move where? I can’t see anything!”
“Here,” the voice says, he feels a hand touch his, handing him some. “Put it on, it’ll enable you to see here, not that you’ll want to, once you do,” he says.
Zander slowly raises the object to his face, and sucks in a deep breath as he looks through it, and sees, a desolate wasteland before him, a graveyard of ships, bodies, planets, and darkness, then movement coming towards them, he look over to the man who stands in front of him, his haggard clothes, torn, his body, covered in scars, his face, dirty, hair covering most of it, but, even then, he recognises him instantly.
“T-T-This can’t be happening, you can’t be who I think you are,” Zander says.
“I am, but, lets get somewhere safe first, there’ll be more Reapers here soon, and we won’t stand a chance. So, if you want to know what the hell is happening, you need to come with me, now, and bring Sin, he might just be our ticket out of here,” He says, as he quickly makes hes way through the ruins, Zander, grabs Sin by the arm and drags him forward as a ear piercing screams fill the air.
To Be Continued