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Xael watched as Cel came to and Ursa and Orion arrived shortly after. She listened as Cel began to explain what it was was going on, or at least what he thought he was. Ursa seemed to have seen the weird being too, and Xael's eyebrows furrowed together, not quite understanding. Xael looked up and saw Ursa holding her hand out to her, and she grabbed it to stand up.

Once she was up, Cel began to make some weird pose, and the golden being shot out from his body, mimicking his stance. Xael gasped slightly, taking a step back until she bumped into the wall behind her.

"That's... something," she said, slightly confused. "Well, your hair is going back to normal anyway..." Xael took a close look at Cel's face for a moment, then looked away as Ursa dismissed herself to speak with Cel. Xael turned then to Orion, looking at him quietly for a moment.

"When will we be arriving at your ship? We should be almost there, shouldn't we?"
"I will find him later, then. But that man, who drove us out of there. He seemed to know something about the attack. He asked that we meet him. I'm going to go. I think it would be safer for me to drop you off at home, you still seem in shock. I don't want to put a civilian in danger."

Ruth thought about what the woman had said, placing her hands in her lap for a long moment, watching the world go by as the airship moved with an ease that only a well trained pilot could accomplish. Finally after taking a few moments in silence, Ruth looked to the pilot. She realized her name was Nora, due to her jacket and it also said so in other places in the aircraft.

"If he knows something about why this happened, then I want to come too. I'm put in danger every day just by being who I am. I promise if something crazy starts to happen, I'll book it out of there. I am worried about my father, but this could help keep him safe and myself safe in the future."

By their surroundings, Ruth could tell they would soon be approaching her home, but she refused to let any decisions be made for her.
"Sure I'll keep an eye. He's probably just being dramatic about that his hair is turning black or something..."

Xael smiled to herself slightly, relaxing once the ship seemed to shift to autopilot and also began to warm up. The warmth was comforting despite she didn't really need it for survival. She reached down, her long slender fingers unbuckling the harness which was holding her into her seat. Her eyes flashed across the dash, ensuring the artificial gravity was activated as well. Once she felt everything was fine, she leaned back slightly, watching the galaxies around them as the ship made it's way to Orion's ship likewise.

It seemed like only a few seconds had passed before Ursa was called for Xael to come see Cel, stating he was passed out in the hall. Xael's brow furrowed and she got up, and continued toward Ursa as she kept speaking. She had said she thought a weird golden alien had been vacuumed into Cel's body. Xael's eyes shifted to a slight sideways glance, feeling confused and unsure about what Ursa was really talking about.

"I'm not sure what you mean by a golden alien? Like... someone else was here? Or was it just... like... a fuzzy image? Could you have imagined it?"

She waited for Ursa to respond, and when she did, Xael chewed her lower lip. After a few moments of Xael looking at Cel passed out, Ursa said she was going to tell Orion, and got up to leave. This left Xael and Cel alone, despite his unconscious state. She knelt down next to him and leaned in, listening to breathing. She assumed though by how Ursa was reacting, that he was alive. Warm breath caressed her cheek so she leaned back up again to look him over. Nothing seemed to be wrong on his body. No injured she could see flat out, he looked a bit pale, but was regardless of trauma or not. Again, her brow furrowed together. She figured she would try to wake him up again while she waited for Ursa to come back.

"Cel...?" She said gently, reaching out to grip both of his arms just below to the shoulder, and shook him carefully. "There's something we need to talk to you about. You should probably open your eyes..."

While waiting for him to give any type of response, Xael stood up and shifted toward a wall of cabinets a few feet away. She opened up a tall skinny one, pulling out a heating blanket and some cleansed water. She shut the cabinet door and returned to kneel next to him. First, she propped him up carefully against the wall into a seated position, put the blanket over top of him, and then opened up the water.

With the water cylinder open, she poured some into the palm of her hand and wet Cel's face slightly. She then leaned back on her heels and watched him again.
Ursa wasn’t surprised when the young woman, or Xael as she now knew, told her the ship had adequate fighting capabilities. She kept quiet as Cel began to speak, nodding in agreement that they needed to get the shields up. She held off though, powering on the ship would allow the scavengers to know they were alive. She noted Cel’s tone change and his quick departure for the bathroom. It was very unlike the Yakuza leader to show weakness such as that in front of strangers, so he must be in serious pain. When he came back his hair seemed to begin to change and with what she saw with Xael, Ursa was beginning to think that she was losing her mind.

As he tried to shrug it off she raised an eyebrow wondering if he really was okay when Orion spoke up. Ursa turned back to the window wincing slightly as the Dilithium Hauler was obliterated in front of them. She was watching intently the field before her, noting each large piece of ship debris and the interceptors nearing ever closer. She unbuckled herself floating slightly as she watched Orion instruct Xael to set the coordinates for the Briar Patch. She scooted out of the way slightly giving her room as she smirked. Little did Orion know she was quite familiar with the area. It was a smugglers paradise, and had got her out of quite the jam when she needed it.

She mouthed the ship's name to herself as Ace spit out this new knowledge. She eyed the behemoth and felt the name was fitting. A monster in space such as that deserved a sinister name. Death was the only thing that it gave. In buckets. She focused partially on Orion, but mostly on the field, as she winked at him clicking her tongue in agreement before she turned back to her seat and turned over to the young woman with a fist pump ready, “You think right Kimosabe. Now let’s show these fuckers what we got!”

She buckled back in then, tapped her ear-piece, “Track 578….”

She cracked her neck and knuckles before she began to sing in a very off key, “GIVE IT TO ME BABY UH UH UH! UHUHUH! AND ALL THE GIRLIES SAY I’M PRETTY FLY FOR A WHITE GUY!”

She looked at the group bobbing her head as she lifted her finger, waiting for the first of the ships to get just close enough. She hit the power on after a second before she swerved to the left, rolling the ship upside down as she shot right below it at a quickening speed. She jammed to the music, increasing her speed through the debris as the other ships began to give chase before she turned to Xael, “Alright. Babydoll, where we going?”

Xael watched as Cel disappeared rather quickly after giving a little speech about what he thinks might be the best idea. Everyone’s minds were in overdrive. Full fight, flight, freeze, or fawn mode. If it were just one person, the reaction would be immediate. But since it was four, and ACE, there had to be discussions, though quick ones.

All of the information that Xael was receiving was being computed quickly. She reached over in front of Ursa and put in the coordinates to The Briar Patch. She had heard of it before, but had never been close to it. She wouldn’t ever go there on purpose, normally.

Finally Cel arrived back and Xael glanced up at him almost immediately, her eyes narrowing and her brows furrowing together in confusion.

“What happened to you? What’s going on with your used to be white blonde locks?” she said blatantly. She was unsure if he would answer, but gave him a brief moment to do so before she responded to Orion’s question about hooking ACE up to the hyperdrive to input the exact coordinates that would reach them closest to his ship. Either way would work for Xael, but the risk of ACE screwing up was also apparent. They could always unhook him abruptly and get him fixed or reboot him if something went wrong.

She shrugged and then nodded to Orion. “Hook ACE up then. It will probably be faster. The ship should be good to go in about two more minutes I’d say.”


Ursa gave her a nod dodging around debris as shots fired around them, trying to hit the ship. She dodged a few, rolling around a floating hanger when the wing got a slight clip. She swore eyeing the nearest of them as the ship shook slightly. She turned to the boys, “Shields and get on that lazer!”

She looked forward, moving the ship through the chaos when she got an idea. She rolled to the left towards one of the ships, playing chicken for a bit as she missed a few shots, heading right towards the vehicle confidently. The other pilot chose to swipe right out of the way which is what she anticipated. She watched as it nicked part of a hanger piece rolling through space as it crashed into another broken speedster, fire filling the void. She couldn’t help the smirk on her face as she turned to see the behemoth. She could see it’s power humming, prepping to cut out their hyperdrive soon. She turned to Xael, “We have to move fast or we are gonna lose the drive and probably the big robotman if we don’t jet out of here..BUT IN HIS OWN MIND...HE’S THE DOPEST TRIP. Sorry good part.”

While ACE was being hooked up, the screens all lit up, a gentle but commanding female voice speaking around them. “All entities powered up.”

Xael glanced at the screens and watched as coordinates to The Briar Patch flashed up in front of Ursa, though not blocking her view. Xael pulled a second chair over as close to Ursa as she could without getting in her way and sat in front of the second dashboard. She reached out after clipping herself into the chair and a blue light flashed over the palm of her hand, reading her signature. Another beep sounded, followed by the voice again.

“Initiating Hyperdrive in 5.... 4… 3... 2... 1... “


The ship headed towards the outer-reaches of space the other ships hot on their heels as they shot forward at top level speed. The stars began to stretch around them as they were propelled through deep space, moving faster than light before suddenly they were gone, Phobos a forgotten image behind them.

Ursa gripped the handles tightly, veering out of the way as two of the interceptors came right behind them. She yelled at the boys, “Get on that lazer. This is gonna get bumpy!”

After a split second they were surrounded by deep space, large boulder like meteors and a gaseous miasma that made long distance navigation difficult. Ursa just narrowly missed a meteor, jetting a wing up so that it wouldn’t get smashed by the impact. She felt a shot on their left bumper and groaned, digging in her heels as she tried to attain her speed. She looked around, lifting out of her seat so she could see better when she saw what she was looking for. She hit the throttle, pushing the engine hard as she shot forward towards a large cavernous meteor. She turned to the camera’s displaying the other two fighters behind them and yelled at the crew, “Hold onto something. This may hurt!”

She kept going, her eyes narrowed when she slammed the brake hard, slowing down to a full stop as everything not tied down propelled forward to hit the dash. Ursa’s own body almost flew out of the seat, only stopped by her seatbelts. The tip of the ship scraped hoarsely against the meteor whilst the other two pilots attempted to copy her maneuver only too late, slamming into the boulder with a resounding crash. Ursa gasped, pulling the seat belt away from her throat as she slowly backed up, turning to the group, “Everyone okay.”

She smiled as if she almost didn’t just kill everyone in the ship.

Xael watched closely as Ursa began to intricately navigate her ship into deep space. She couldn’t help but stare half the time. It was an impressive skill, and the woman seemed fairly young to know how to fly so well. It made her curious, as well as slightly envious. She only looked away briefly to see the ships in the camera following behind them quickly, landing a shot on the back of the ship. “Dang.” Xael cringed a bit, hoping Orion and Cel could handle the shields.

The stars passed them at an insane speed, looking light little snowflakes or rain, or something similar shooting around them. Before she knew it, Ursa shouted for everyone to hold onto something, and immediately Xael clipped the rest of her 5 point harness in around her. It held her slim frame snugly against her seat, and she braced herself. Seconds later, the ship slammed to a halt and she watched the two enemy ships smash to pieces before them. Her eyes widened slightly before returning to the camera to show behind them. So far everything was clear. Xael looked then at the little GPS to see how close to The Briar Patch they were, and breathed out a slow and grounding breath.

“Alright Orion, we’re here. Where exactly is your ship? Once we can get to it, it should give us a second to breathe and let us focus. And if that fails, we can always go to my home planet. No one ever goes there…”
Ruth could hear sirens approaching and she could feel the tension building in the small space. The driver then hopped out of the contained area and offered her hand to Ruth, who took it thankfully, following out of the vehicles storage space.

"Go climb in." the woman said, and Ruth followed the instructions. She moved stiffly toward the cab of the truck and got in, moving into the middle after only a few moments. The driver then brought an extremely injured Talon to the side and Ruth opened the door and helped her put him in the seat next to her. Ruth held him up the best she could and found his I.D. She handed it to the woman and glanced at her face for a long moment while she pulled into the Hospital medical emergency bay. Medical staff were already on their way out with stretchers, their expressions worried but professional in the same instance.

Before exiting the vehicle the woman shrugged her jacket off and handed it to Ruth. She took it and slipped it on easily. She waited for a few moments while the woman gathered the attention of herself and Talon and then slipped out of the truck to find an off duty skyship. She tried to ensure her expression was casual, but kept her head down. The man who seemed to have flew them to the field had said something about the Maxwin Bird Sanctuary, but she wasn't sure if it was real or not. It definitely wasn't said to her directly if it was said at all.

On her watch she glanced at the time. It had been three minutes. Anxiety bubbled up into her throat and she tried to hold back tears. "She still has two minutes... Relax Ruth..."
Xael didn't seem to be bothered by the drop in temperature and simply watched Ursa's face as she navigated the ship. It would probably take 3-7 minutes to reboot the ship depending, though most times it never got to the 7 minute mark.

"I'm Xael. It's too bad this circumstance was how we'd meet. And it should take under 7 minutes to reboot. My ship is equipped with shield barricades and a small laser, which is mostly used for getting rid of small space rocks in my way. I've never had to use it for battle before. I will say though, I'm not the fighting type. So if escaping is the best option, I vote for that. I can control the drive if that's what's needed."

Xael looked at the spot on her hand in which Cel had kissed and a soft, pinkish hue shifted across her cheeks momentarily. She tried to ignore the look Ursa gave her though.

"We can go any place you all want or need to. I don't have anywhere to be."
Xael glanced at Ursa, who was expertly controlling her vessel. She was weaving in and out of spaces between other ships, rubble and people. She felt safe and despite not knowing this person from any universe, she was going to put her trust in her. They needed to get into hyperdrive as quickly as possible, but unfortunately that came with risks since there were new people around. Usually Xael never flew with others so it never mattered until this moment. But, it was her identity or their lives. She furrowed her brow slightly and moved to stand in front of Ursa. Xael was short enough that if she bent her knees, Ursa would be able to see over her.

Xael breathed in deeply and stared at the dashboard. She reached out, pressing some tiny buttons that were almost invisible to anyone else. After inputting the sequence, a little thin piece of metal popped up from a hidden compartment. It was in the shape of a T and along the top held two small black holes. It held two tiny eye scanners. Xaels appearance shifted then. But if you blinked you wouldn’t have noticed. The mechanism scanned her eyes and retreated back to it hiding place. Within a few seconds the hyperdrive was activated, and Xael shifted out of the way again, watching Cel drag Orion toward the cockpit, asking him to explain.

While Xael was listening, her mouth dropped open slightly in shock and she for a moment couldn’t believe what type of people she had gotten herself involved in. Shaking her head, she turned to Orion.

“Well, if you created the blueprint for this ship, you must know it’s weak spots? What can we do besides escape? Is there anything we can do? We have to do something!”
"Do you all actually think we have fucking time to stop by all of your ships!? The planet is fucking being destroyed you dickweeds!" Xael growled, the sound echoing through the cockpit as she sat down after Cel moved from the chair. She tried to ignore the other guy's comments. Obviously his little robot buddy didn't know shit because Xael's ship was one of the best live in ships from her planet. Sure, maybe it wasn't built for war, but that wasn't what she was about. Either way, it pissed her off, and her eyes flashed a bright blue before returning to the normal blue.

"I can fix that up for you if you would like. Make it just like new." Cel said, offering to heal the wound at the back of her head. She would need to shower to get the blood out of her hair, and figured if he could fix the problem, she might as well let him, despite being annoyed.

"Sure, I guess. In the meantime, you can explain to me about your mob boss conversation while we get to safety."
After listening to the driver's proposition of tagging along for another pick up and drop off, Ruth nodded in agreement. She was sure it wouldn't be too bad, and much less awkward than how she felt currently. Her mind wandered back to Kaarde for a moment. She had a natural curiosity about him, but also a professional one. If she was going to eventually be in charge, she would need to know who was good people and who wasn't.

Ruth's thoughts were cut short though as the sound of glass breaking and rock smashing filled the cafe behind her. She turned her head slightly to try to look over her shoulder, but was quickly hit with pieces of rock and cement against her back and the side of her head, causing her temple down to her jaw to be torn open on the right side of her face. She was shoved forward and toward the ground at the impact, and the last thought to go through her mind was of her dad. After that was blackness.

The blackness wasn't necessarily scary, but it wasn't exactly comforting. If this is what death was like, then Ruth was sure it could be much much worse. Though, she wasn't entirely sure that this was really death perse. She felt somewhat aware, though not conscious.

Come on Ruth, you need to wake up she thought to herself. She struggled to get herself to open her eyes, and when she finally did, she realized the searing and throbbing pain in her face and head. The rest of her body felt fine, but stiff. She groaned slightly, trying to gather where she was, but it was still pretty dark. She could tell however that she was seated behind someone. Her thoughts shifted again to her dad, and an audible sob escaped her lips. She barely even noticed that the room they were in, was flying.

Ruth tried to wipe the tears from her eyes, only to have the back of her hand smeared with blood. She could smell it as her arm shifted back down to her lap. She wondered how bad the injury was. It hurt, yes, but she wouldn't know until she could see herself. She felt the person move to be more in front of Ruth, and then the sound of a gun cocking filled the little room.

"What happened? Where are we? And is my dad okay?" Ruth stammered, her throat tight with the threat of more tears.
"Can we help you miss?"

The words were spoken, but Xael barely heard them because she felt a strange and ominous feeling come over her. The music in the bar was still playing and the bass was low and rhythmic. She turned around, the teal haired woman doing so likewise to look at something. Then everything happened in slow motion, but also quicker than it seemed was possible. She heard the sound of a gun go off, and turned to see the woman lunge toward the guy she had been trying to make a deal with.

The elf looking guy got up to go chase down the gunman, pushing Xael out of the way as he shifted passed her. The connection threw her back, stumbling into the wall behind her. Her head smacked against the cement pillar and blood began to drop down the back of her head and down her neck. It was hidden by her long black hair, but either way she could smell and feel it. She groaned, standing up straight again when her vidcom went off, sounding an alarm. It was similar, but not exactly alike the one used for testing the emergency plans. At that moment, everyone else who owned a vidcom seemed to go silent and glance down at theirs as well.

The music that had been playing shifted into a panic inducing voice, which was automated.

"Code White! Vacate immediately! Code White! Vacate immediately! Code White! Vacate immediately!"

Xael's stomach dropped. Code white meant that the entire planet was in danger, and everyone needed to evacuate in whatever way possible to the nearest habitable planet for safety. She glanced at the woman and man again, her blue eyes widening when the woman spoke.

"You need a ride out of here darling?"

"I have a ride. If that ship of yours you were talking about isn't close by, we can leave on mine. I need a decision quick though, otherwise we'll all be dead." She waited only for a moment for a response, and then began heading out toward the door, wanting to silence her vidcom. Nothing would override the emergency call though. So instead, she focused on getting whoever wanted to follow her, to her ship.

She turned on her heels and darted with impeccable speed toward the door, shoving passed drunk patrons who were in full panic mode. This wasn't Xael's first experience with a Code White however, so she was as calm as she could be. She didn't bother looking back as it would just waste time. Crashing through the bar doors, the cold air stung her cheeks, which were flushed pink from the warmth inside the bar.

"My ship is only a few blocks from here, on the South East landing pad. Come on!" She called behind her, hoping the others were following and keeping pace. She was quick despite her lack of height. Coming up to one of the street corners, a loud explosion sounded nearby accompanied by a blinding flash of red and white light. She could hear people screaming and another explosion followed only seconds later.

With her feet continuously hitting the pavement, she glanced back to see what exactly was going on. No one would probably notice that she was barefoot. The other three were following in suit, and what looked to be meteors were falling everywhere from the sky, destroying everything in their path. Xael pressed a slender finger to the screen of her vidcom, trying to tune it to a radio station to find out what exactly was happening. Sometimes other planets or people would attack out of whatever reason. This seemed strange and random, with no warning like would be expected. As they approached the landing pad, another explosion occurred a little too close for comfort. It sent out shock waves similar to an Earthquake and tossed Xael forward onto the road in front of her.

Shrapnel went flying from nearby buildings and luckily, she was able to narrowly avoid most of it with minor lesions. "Why does this keep happening?" she whispered to herself, standing back up and beginning her sprint again.
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