Introduction
Who is Revy Daidros?
Broken Strands: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9
Rough and Tumble: The Rush
Rough and Tumble: Chasing the Prize
Rough and Tumble: Ransom
Remembrance: The Beginning
Remembrance: Graduation Day
Remembrance: Beloved
Remembrance: Data Trails
Broken Strands: Part 3, Betrayed
Revy turns her attention to yet another wreck. There are hundreds of them out here, all bearing her signature. She has already salvaged a good portion of them, finding nothing of value or note. What has it been? Three hours? Six?“Uughh. I can’t take this. There’s got to be something here I’m missing.”
The agile ship turns toward the drone hive, and the engines disengage. For many moments Revy stares into the heart of the structure, only fifteen or so kilometers out from it, cloaked in its shadow. From this vantage, it truly is vast. Towering out in all directions, possibly forty kilometers in diameter, its many sections seem unfinished and broken.
Its construction was by no means finished before she arrived, that is for certain. But what use did they have? Surely it was to serve some dark and sinister purpose… The dark crescent-moon shaped hive seems alive in some way, even now. She leans forward and trips the switch under her right heel. The lights in the destroyer go out, bathing her in the dark shadow of its eclipse. She peers closer inside and sees a series of blinking fuses.
Just then her vision fades and expecting to hear the awful siren, she tenses her entire body, burying her fingers into the chair and her feet into the floor. Instead, she hears her own voice. She is in combat, with the drones. Perhaps she is finally remembering something of value from that day…
Revy Daidros:
“We’re doing fine Bastion… Just a few more moments and they’ll be thru my shields. The armor will hold.”Bastion Modros:
She glances from her vantage at the helm of Odyssey to the main control panel in front of her. Confident in its abilities, she smiles as she approaches the main drone force. So far two large crowds of swift moving Decimators have flanked and failed to bring down her shielding. This next group could prove to be far more dangerous.
“Very well Revy. I’m not far if you need backup. Just say the word.”
She issues several commands mentally, the ship picks up speed, her drones are released and the ship begins targeting several of the small drones within the main cluster. The hive immediately aggresses and turns their focus on the intruding ship. Several heart pounding moments pass and the armor holds. Then something strange happens.“Dust… Was it not here before now… wait…??”
Suddenly from out of the hive, thick billowing streams of a fine red dust pour forth from hundreds of fissures. The main force continues to pound its way into the armor of the ship. The dust surrounds it, envelops the Odyssey. Lights begin to flicker and the capacitor begins to fail at an unprecedented rate. Systems are deactivating, then the engines are brought down…“My drones aren’t responding.. Mechanical failure, seems my ship is infected- my systems are failing… Baaast…”
Revy yells into the com-link, communications are down.
Then a strange sensation rising up her spine, thru her body, her fingers tingle, her blood grows cold, her lungs heavy. Then her vision fades…
“Just before my systems started to fail. I released my drones. I… felt something invade the ship. Invade me. I returned and docked, I couldn’t remember a thing. But why wasn’t I destroyed? Pieces are still missing, I must talk with Bastion.”
Revy breathes in the cold air. She activates auto-pilot, having programmed the destroyer to take her back to Federation Customs. The Odyssey has been compromised, and so have I. Strange tingles raise up her spine, and her blood grows cold as the destroyer hurtles toward the first stargate.
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