"Warning!"
"Warning!"
"Critical Engine Failure!"
Commander Nathaniel Cook ran to the front on the Pathfinder, watching as an enemy ship engaged theirs. They were fired upon first as they pushed to get to a planet to refuel. The Pathfinder was low on fuel and getting shot at wasn't helping much either. Nathaniel stood next to the pilot, Sera Kennithson, and looked at the warning messages. Shot after shot, the Pathfinder was getting hit. Hard. And Nathan heard the constant beeping of the A.I. that gave the warnings.
"Do you think you can pull her together?" Nathan asked, trying to remain calm. He gave the orders to fire back and some crew members manned the guns to do so. The ship was racked with another direct hit, tearing metal armor plates off the side of the cockpit. Nathan's balance was interrupted and he stumbled around.
The enemy firing at the Pathfinder crew was a notoriously hostile group of extraterrestrials known as the Esper. They were a violent race, wanting nothing but to dominate their area. Nathan knew what they were attempting to do; they wanted to board the ship.