© J.U. Park & Cyberwriter Novel, page  1   <-  home  -> Ron walked down the crowded hallway of Star Base 2859 to meet with his family in their quarters. He hadn't seen them in over four months and was wondering how little Ryan had grown. He made his way to a transport car and stepped in just as the doors closed. The car's female voice announced, "Next stop, Omega Slice. E.T.A., two minutes." He tried to pass the time as the two other passengers, a Rautoo and a Ky-Lo-Buk, silently passed empathic messages of dislike for each others races. "Welcome to Omega Slice." said the voice as the doors slid open. Ron quickly exited before the stares came to blows and made his way to room OS87. Upon entry, his wife rushed into his arms and kissed him with a deep passion. "I thought you were dead." she whispered. "Last thing I heard, your ship was under heavy pirate attack." "Reports were true, Mary." Ron said. "Fighting was heavy in that section. Pirate forces just kept coming and coming. Our shields were being depleted, fast. My weapon systems were forced to pod supply, only. A Zacton concentrated its beams on the command quarters and killed Captain Johnson, taking out most of the ship-based computer with him. Another shot burned out the power relays, which browned out all 3 weapon pods. And, with the shields gone, they swarmed onto the hull of the storage beys and cleaned us out of every food and medical supply that Orchund colony desperately needed. With their plague and all. And, worst of all, they shot Auc'lan's pod as they left. For the fun of it, I think.