Richard-Allen
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I peered at the screen where there was a blip. There numerous other blips. They looked tiny in comparison to the large one. I worried... No! I was concerned about seeing it there. My mouth grew dry as I saw it there. The screen showing what was before us. There should not be a spaceship there. We are afraid of what we seeing there. Space should have been void of life other than alien life forms. There was one ship. I felt it could be a human type ship, but I could not be sure from the blip alone. Although I felt it was a danger to us.
“Yes, I can,” Winds implored and smiled.
“ Bring it up full on the screen,” Mual said, turning to the screen.
“BUcka, that’s where the signal came from!” Jewels said as she looked about. Her eyes wide with horror upon hearing this radio signal over the static. Jewels seated at her chair listening in over the static of space, when she heard a mayday signal over the com. The bridge is spacious having rounded edges for all of the equipment on her. There is a huge board where communication and satellite information came in on. There is an area for a drink to be set on and food as well.
“Who sent the signal?” Mual asked who was standing in the middle of the bridge with his hands clasped behind his back he turned and strode towards her in a confident gait. He wore a black coat and a white dress shirt that silk, slacks that black from his belt hung a sword and a revolver in a holster. He is a tall man with a bit of muscle on his body. His left cheek had a scar from a dagger that caught him there, it was jagged.
“The ship was before. How could it be there? There was no plausible explanation for this,” I declared as I looked at its form. The ship had the appearance of a human type ship previous to the Alliance; this was what I felt it was. That was impossible. Rubbed the back of my neck to relieve the tension I was feeling upon seeing it there. I felt fear bubble up inside of me.
“Is that really what we are seeing?” Winds asked, her eyes huge in disbelief.
Mual asked as he looked at Winds, there were tears in his eyes, “Location of the signal?”
“Bearings 347 latitude 567, it came from there,” Jewels said. There is a little dot of light on the screen. The screen is 3 meters square.
“An earth signal?” Jewels asked, “I can't believe what I heard. How Could an Earth Ship Be?”
“There should be no earth ship! Especially an Earth ship before the Alliance! That can not be!” Mual exclaimed his skin paled, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He trembled.
“Then why did we receive a Mayday! Not an SOS, but a Mayday,” Winds said beads of sweat ran down her face and her eyes wide in terror as she realized this.
“Earth used Mayday before the Alliance came into being! Didn’t they? Especially the US at that time?” Jewels asked looking at me as I sat there in my chair.
“It does not make sense,” Mual declared. “There has to be a record of it being! He knew that they hadn’t sent any ships from what he recalled. I did not know of any ship by that name. Black castle it sounded sinister, with a name like that. It wouldn’t it”
“Winds can you see what that ship looks like!” Mual asked.
“We have received a Mayday,” Jewels said, peering at Winds with Mual hovering beside her. She tried to calm her nerves as she opened and closed her hands. Mual's eyes stone-cold and unmoving. He looked at the screen its image was enhanced. He looked concerned. His jacket and dress shirt without a wrinkle or spot on them. He gnawed his lower lip as he saw it there. He did a double-take of it.
Jewels heard over her commlink, “This is Dark castle. We are under attack. We need assistance. Mayday! We are under attack!”
Jewels responded, “We are. Responding to your Mayday. What is your location?”
She heard nothing over the commlink, but static aside from the Mayday. That she heard as clear as day.
“The ship is signaling SOS. The signal is as it should be if it is from earth prior to the alliance.” Jewels replied the blood drained from her face. Her eyes widened, her fingers trembled as she looked at Mual. She knew that there should be no ship from the earth. Especially prior to the alliance. That the reason that we explore this region of space?
“We just received an SOS signal, from that sector,” Jewels stated.
Captain Mual in the middle of the bridge with hands clasped behind his back. He wore a black leather coat and black slacks with a white silk blouse and a black belt hung with a machine pistol, and sword. He was puzzled. This section unexplored; there should be no ships especially from the Earth. Yet they found one there; one of the Earth’s own previous before the Alliance.
“Check to see if there is anyone out there. Targeting the ship,” I asked concerned, trying to figure this out. There no way it could be there. “Seeing the moon not too far away from the damaged spaceship. Maybe the spaceship hiding there?”
“There is no one there. Aside from the ship that signaled us,” Jewels said as she touched the controls to see if there was anything that posed a threat, her hands hovered above the buttons to control the weapon boards and looked triumphantly at Captain Mual awaiting his words to fire.
“Bucka, what do you make of it!” Mual screamed.
“What are you talking about? There were no ships sent out before the Alliance,” I declared, and I was happy to hear this. I wanting to find human life out rather than alien life forms. The aliens do not like humans.
“That’s where the target is located,” Winds said. Her face pale, eyes large. Winds lifted her eyes, smiled, prepared to engage the weapon systems.
“Is there anyone there?” Mual asked, his eyebrows arched. He had a military bearing, head held high. Back straight he had his hands behind him. Furrows appeared on his forehead. He squinted.
Mual in the middle of the bridge he advanced towards Winds. His cadence is not broken. His hands are behind his back. He frowning, with a furrow on his brow. His eyes glued to the ship he transfixed by seeing it, “How could it be there?”
“I don`t know! There has to be an explanation for this?” I suggested as I looked at the ship. It defied common sense, there could not be a ship from there. Could there? I could not believe my eyes saw there. An earth ship before the Alliance, there no way it could be there. It could not fly at warp. Pieces would fly off of the ship as it gained this speed it encountered. Yet the whole space ship there.
Winds expanded the screen to show the spaceship. It looked like a box, several kilometers long. The ship was armed to the eyeteeth with ancient weapons they would would prove effective against any adversary in space that they met up with at the time the weapons were made. That we had come across. There were marks identifying it as a US spacecraft.
It could have been a huge meteor shower, but we doubted it. A huge dent in the middle of the ship, with gouges and tears in this dent. There pieces and portions of the spaceship littering space where it happened. The scorch marks marring the surface didn’t come from a meteor shower. But an attack by someone or thing. It had been attacked by someone with certainty. We could see into the ship to see the ship’s interior hallways and rooms through the damage done to the ship. We suspected.
It resembled an Earth space ship from the US space agency. That made no sense, there was no way an Earth could be from there. The US agency hadn’t designed a way to travel as fast as warp in the time that this ship had come to be. When the Alliance came to accept us, Earthlings, as space travelers. She turned to the targeting screen. She froze as she saw it there. She looked at it again trying to see if she hadn’t imagined it. She discovered no she had not missed seeing it.
There was a wheel that the helmsman handled to its right. There are four seats there on the bridge. One for the communication tech, the ship’s weapon specialist, the security officer, and lastly the first officer.
“Yes, I can,” Winds implored and smiled.
“ Bring it up full on the screen,” Mual said, turning to the screen.
“BUcka, that’s where the signal came from!” Jewels said as she looked about. Her eyes wide with horror upon hearing this radio signal over the static. Jewels seated at her chair listening in over the static of space, when she heard a mayday signal over the com. The bridge is spacious having rounded edges for all of the equipment on her. There is a huge board where communication and satellite information came in on. There is an area for a drink to be set on and food as well.
“Who sent the signal?” Mual asked who was standing in the middle of the bridge with his hands clasped behind his back he turned and strode towards her in a confident gait. He wore a black coat and a white dress shirt that silk, slacks that black from his belt hung a sword and a revolver in a holster. He is a tall man with a bit of muscle on his body. His left cheek had a scar from a dagger that caught him there, it was jagged.
“The ship was before. How could it be there? There was no plausible explanation for this,” I declared as I looked at its form. The ship had the appearance of a human type ship previous to the Alliance; this was what I felt it was. That was impossible. Rubbed the back of my neck to relieve the tension I was feeling upon seeing it there. I felt fear bubble up inside of me.
“Is that really what we are seeing?” Winds asked, her eyes huge in disbelief.
Mual asked as he looked at Winds, there were tears in his eyes, “Location of the signal?”
“Bearings 347 latitude 567, it came from there,” Jewels said. There is a little dot of light on the screen. The screen is 3 meters square.
“An earth signal?” Jewels asked, “I can't believe what I heard. How Could an Earth Ship Be?”
“There should be no earth ship! Especially an Earth ship before the Alliance! That can not be!” Mual exclaimed his skin paled, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He trembled.
“Then why did we receive a Mayday! Not an SOS, but a Mayday,” Winds said beads of sweat ran down her face and her eyes wide in terror as she realized this.
“Earth used Mayday before the Alliance came into being! Didn’t they? Especially the US at that time?” Jewels asked looking at me as I sat there in my chair.
“It does not make sense,” Mual declared. “There has to be a record of it being! He knew that they hadn’t sent any ships from what he recalled. I did not know of any ship by that name. Black castle it sounded sinister, with a name like that. It wouldn’t it”
“Winds can you see what that ship looks like!” Mual asked.
“We have received a Mayday,” Jewels said, peering at Winds with Mual hovering beside her. She tried to calm her nerves as she opened and closed her hands. Mual's eyes stone-cold and unmoving. He looked at the screen its image was enhanced. He looked concerned. His jacket and dress shirt without a wrinkle or spot on them. He gnawed his lower lip as he saw it there. He did a double-take of it.
Jewels heard over her commlink, “This is Dark castle. We are under attack. We need assistance. Mayday! We are under attack!”
Jewels responded, “We are. Responding to your Mayday. What is your location?”
She heard nothing over the commlink, but static aside from the Mayday. That she heard as clear as day.
“The ship is signaling SOS. The signal is as it should be if it is from earth prior to the alliance.” Jewels replied the blood drained from her face. Her eyes widened, her fingers trembled as she looked at Mual. She knew that there should be no ship from the earth. Especially prior to the alliance. That the reason that we explore this region of space?
“We just received an SOS signal, from that sector,” Jewels stated.
Captain Mual in the middle of the bridge with hands clasped behind his back. He wore a black leather coat and black slacks with a white silk blouse and a black belt hung with a machine pistol, and sword. He was puzzled. This section unexplored; there should be no ships especially from the Earth. Yet they found one there; one of the Earth’s own previous before the Alliance.
“Check to see if there is anyone out there. Targeting the ship,” I asked concerned, trying to figure this out. There no way it could be there. “Seeing the moon not too far away from the damaged spaceship. Maybe the spaceship hiding there?”
“There is no one there. Aside from the ship that signaled us,” Jewels said as she touched the controls to see if there was anything that posed a threat, her hands hovered above the buttons to control the weapon boards and looked triumphantly at Captain Mual awaiting his words to fire.
“Bucka, what do you make of it!” Mual screamed.
“What are you talking about? There were no ships sent out before the Alliance,” I declared, and I was happy to hear this. I wanting to find human life out rather than alien life forms. The aliens do not like humans.
“That’s where the target is located,” Winds said. Her face pale, eyes large. Winds lifted her eyes, smiled, prepared to engage the weapon systems.
“Is there anyone there?” Mual asked, his eyebrows arched. He had a military bearing, head held high. Back straight he had his hands behind him. Furrows appeared on his forehead. He squinted.
Mual in the middle of the bridge he advanced towards Winds. His cadence is not broken. His hands are behind his back. He frowning, with a furrow on his brow. His eyes glued to the ship he transfixed by seeing it, “How could it be there?”
“I don`t know! There has to be an explanation for this?” I suggested as I looked at the ship. It defied common sense, there could not be a ship from there. Could there? I could not believe my eyes saw there. An earth ship before the Alliance, there no way it could be there. It could not fly at warp. Pieces would fly off of the ship as it gained this speed it encountered. Yet the whole space ship there.
Winds expanded the screen to show the spaceship. It looked like a box, several kilometers long. The ship was armed to the eyeteeth with ancient weapons they would would prove effective against any adversary in space that they met up with at the time the weapons were made. That we had come across. There were marks identifying it as a US spacecraft.
It could have been a huge meteor shower, but we doubted it. A huge dent in the middle of the ship, with gouges and tears in this dent. There pieces and portions of the spaceship littering space where it happened. The scorch marks marring the surface didn’t come from a meteor shower. But an attack by someone or thing. It had been attacked by someone with certainty. We could see into the ship to see the ship’s interior hallways and rooms through the damage done to the ship. We suspected.
It resembled an Earth space ship from the US space agency. That made no sense, there was no way an Earth could be from there. The US agency hadn’t designed a way to travel as fast as warp in the time that this ship had come to be. When the Alliance came to accept us, Earthlings, as space travelers. She turned to the targeting screen. She froze as she saw it there. She looked at it again trying to see if she hadn’t imagined it. She discovered no she had not missed seeing it.
There was a wheel that the helmsman handled to its right. There are four seats there on the bridge. One for the communication tech, the ship’s weapon specialist, the security officer, and lastly the first officer.