Chapter 1: The Disaster
I was flying through the deep void of space, there was only one spaceship out there, well, one intact spaceship anyway, it was a merchant vessel picking up survivors, as far as I knew, I was the only one left alive in the wreckage. My friends, my fellow soldiers, all of them were gone, It was up to me to survive, I wasn’t going to let those Chellans have the pleasure of killing us all.
I heard the homing beacon loud and clear, it was my only destination, my angel wings propelled me through space, I wove through the wreckage, avoided dead bodies, utilizing the thrusters and kinetic manipulators to get there, but with the energy left in my odin core it was a slow journey. It took me an hour to get in range of the rescue transport’s tractor beam.
When I felt the tug, I was almost as weak with relief, as I was with exhaustion, I was going back to civilization, I survived, but I failed.
As I was guided toward the cargo bay, my suit’s depleted energy core barely providing enough propulsion to get me in range, I was in pain, I felt the damage of my leg, I was completely twisted backwards. I felt my wings were injured too, along with the propulsion systems that encased them, I knew I was not going to be flying for a while.
As I entered the fighter bay, I righted myself and prepared to land, as I did so I blushed under my helmet, here I was, obviously a female soldier, injured in the extensions of my body and underneath my armor.
As I landed in the bay, I stepped one foot down, then lay down, my right leg had been practically snapped backwards by an explosion that damaged my wings. I blushed still, this was not the only thing I was concerned about, My undersuit was in fact soaked with urine, and during the battle I had filled the back of my pants too.
This is a problem all Star Angels have, the dogfights we participated in lasted a long time, so long that we had to hold it in, sometimes we couldn’t.
This was the first time I had ever failed to hold it in, it was almost a day between the battlee’s end and when the cargo ship arrived.
My name is Juno Mars, I was one of the best Star Angels in my entire fleet, and now that my home was gone, I don’t know what comes next, hooking up with the rest of the Neo-American Navy Command for certain.
I was carried away in a gurney, my wings lathered in a dough like putty off to prevent infection, there were places where my peach colored blood was leaking out, now that I was under the influence of gravity again I felt so weak.
A mask was put over my face after my helmet waas removed, revealing my brown hair and red eyes, my nose was slightly crooked, leaning toward the left.
I fell unconscious, I was prepared for anything my rescuers may try to save me, as well as the fact that they may not even try, there are many criminals who go aboard ships to escape the Solar Patrols, many of whoms would not be happy to have an angel like myself aboard.
7 minutes later
“No,” The doctor asserted, “it is an advanced piece of military hardware that’s designed to kill everything in it’s path, not a person.”
The captain of the ship growled as he sat in the bridge, it wasn’t the first time the doctor had defied him, worse yet, his treasonous opinions were shared by a certain faction of the crew, never mind the illegitimacy of said opinions and the fact that she almost died protecting them.
“You ungrateful rat, her entire fleet was destroyed, though the pirates were wiped out she and two other Angels were the only survivors of this battle, do you have any idea why this battle was fought in the first place? Huh? Those Chellan pirates were attacking us, trying to rob us of our cargo and kidnap everyone aboard this merchant ship!”
The doctor didn’t seem to consider his words, his only response was to scoff.
“And you seem to forget that she isn’t even human!” The doctor disagreeed with the captain further, “did you see those wings she has, and many of her enhancements aren’t cybernetic.”
The captain stared at the doctor like he wanted to tear his kidneys out through the hologram, “you hypocrite, none of us are truly human anymore, those people died out long ago. Or are you not only determined to forget the debt we owe the survivors of the battle, but first grade history lessons too?”
The doctor seemed to have a battle in his head, deciding whether or not the members of the military cast known as Angels aboad their ship were worth saving, never occuring to him that he was obligated to do so.
“You take care of them, repair her, or I’ll toss you and every single one of your anti-angel group out of the airlock, Dr. Steven Baker.”
That decided the battle, Dr. Baker agreed to help the angel, albiet grudgingly, after turning off the holographic message terminal the captain put his hand to his face. All he could think was what kind of messed up ship this was if he had to threaten a doctor with death in order to get him to do his job.
“Computer, remind me to report Head Surgeon Steven Baker to the military Police as a potential traitor the second we arrive at our destination, but for now, deploy the salvage drones, gather as much alien wreckage as we can, as well as the Chellan’s Navigation Cores, we’ll need them.”
“Yes, Captain Hulk,” the AI replied, immediately sending out signals to the salvage ships to retrieve alien wreckage, they need all the examples of technology they can find.
“Your sacrifice won’t be in vain.” Captain Hulk whispered, if one thing will stop the pirates dead in their tracks, it would be a direct attack on the world they originated from.
And now humanity no longer had the strength to do so.