Sunday, January 23, 2011

A Space Story 39

            Vanz Kerrigan walked down a hallway alone.  He knew he was close to the kite fighter bay.  He froze when he saw the alien.  It was alone and came around the corner cautiously.  It aimed its head at Kerrigan then started walking towards him.  Then I started running at him.  Kerrigan raised the gun and started shooting.  He was not ready for the recoil and the shots went wild.  The alien was almost on top of him and it was not slowing down.  Its head exploded.
            “I admire your courage Mr. Kerrigan,” said Ryoko Jeagan, “but you are a lousy shot.”
            “Thank god,” he said.
            Ryoko led him to the blockade they had set up outside the kite fighter bay.  Roweth had been telling everyone to pass the word around that the best way to take the horde aliens down was a direct head shot.  It was possible to kill them with enough concentrated fire on the body but destroying the dome head was instantly lethal.  Kerrigan aimed his weapon.  The horde aliens would all have to come around the corner ahead to get to the kite fighters.
            When the aliens rounded the corner they stopped for a moment as if to take in their enemy.  Junitha stood up to get a better look at them.  They charged forth.  Junitha stayed standing and smile.  She began to sing.
            Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
            Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
            Brown paper packages tied up with string,
            These are a few of my favorite things
Everyone opened fire.  Junitha fired along with everyone else and she continued to sing and smile.

            The crew in the command and control center had been expecting Duron but Zai got their first.  He called down the razor system controls.  The next thing Zai did no one expected.  He started stripping.  He started by taking off his mask.  Everyone had seen Zai’s face when he announced himself but they were used to seeing his mask.  In many ways the expressionless mask was easier to look at than his actual face.  The sharp teeth and pointed ears and gray skin, Zai looked like some kind of mythical demon to most people.
            Zai took off the gloves and foot covers of his battle suit first and the command crew saw that he did not have nails.  Zai had claws.  Then he proceeded to strip of the upper part of his battle suit leaving himself bare chested.  The skin on his body was the same as on his head.  It was gray and bumpy and looked wet and clammy all the time.  Duron entered just in time to see it.
            “What the hell are you doing now?” asked Duron.
            “The system works better this way,” said Zai.
            The system had not yet been activated when the Spectral Horde ships began to glow.   The crew reported that they were detecting a power build up.  The three ships fired together.  Upon impact it was like an earthquake was happening.  Reports were coming from all over of power surges and explosions.  Duron saw Zai, last of the Raath unconscious on the floor.

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