Scrapper's Hope by Callahan Timothy

Author:Callahan, Timothy [Callahan, Timothy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter twelve

Scrapper couldn't tell if Naomi was a genius or stupid. She bought them time but also complicated things. Captain Forrest briskly walked away from him. Her posture stiff, her arms swinging quickly, her feet stomping down the hallway, anger pulsating across her body. "Captain, please slow down."

Captain Forrester picked up speed. "I don't have time to talk to you."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry I deceived you. Surely you understand why I did it."

"I understand that you're a liar and a thief. I understand that you made me look like a fool and now I have to explain to my superiors why I didn't take this ship back."

"Why do you want this ship so badly?"

She stopped and turned. "You should be able to figure it out."

"You want to know about the life-form discovered on the planet."

Captain Forrester nodded. "Professor Litchen sent a message out to the UC about his discovery. I was dispatched to find out what he found. We were sent to escort this ship back so no one else could get to that discovery. When we arrived and saw you we knew something bad had happened. Captain, I looked you up when we found out your ship was the Jolly. You have a very checkered past with your well documented stim addiction. I wanted to trust you but then you lie to me and that is unacceptable."

Scrapper stood there unsure what to say next. The plan unraveled around him faster than he thought possible. If she found out about the personal logs being erased, how would she react to that? He opened his mouth to talk when, from above, he heard what sounded like a train crashing through a station.

Something large landed behind the Captain. Something alien, something he's never seen before. Teeth, muscle, gray skin, claws, and a speed unlike anything he's ever seen lunged forward and grabbed Captain Forrester by her waist. Scrapper stepped backwards and into the wall as the creature shook the Captain back and forth like a dog playing with a toy. He scuttled back while still sitting on the ground. Blood splattered on the wall. She tried to pry the mouth open with her arms, screaming, yelling to get it off. She looked at Scrapper, her eyes wide and the thing bit down. With a loud crunch she was snapped in half and the screaming stopped.

The monster looked at Scrapper, its blue eyes focusing on him, looking at him as if trying to communicate with him telepathically. It jumped back into the ceiling.

Scrapper continued screaming. Something touched his arm and he jumped and continued to crawl backwards away from the touch. He saw familiar shapes but his mind wouldn't allow him to leave the fight or flee zone.

"Scrapper!"

The name had no meaning.

"Captain!"

The same voice, Captain, yes, he was the Captain.

"Captain Johnson!"

No one called him that. "Trang?"

"Sir, what happened?"

"Trang?" he repeated and stopped moving backwards.

"Yes, it's me, Trang. Come back to me please, come back, it’s okay."

"No, it's not okay," he said and jumped up.

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