[closed]Blinking through Space

[Taruna]

Blinking through Space

The "EXP Avantgarde"

This is a non-Storyline horror Story.

Blink

Blink

Blink

A certain male woke up by that red light harassing his eyes trough his eyelids. With the realization in how much that blinking annoyed him, a chain of associations started to run through his synapses like a high speed train out of control.

Blink

He was being on his ship last he remembered, sleeping peacefully in his bunk when suddenly the bark of incoming missiles woke him up. This was the first oddity, as normally the alarm shows incoming ships first, missile alarms (mostly) with some delay. That a normal sensor does have a far wider reach then a sensor specialized in detecting high-speed things coming one's way is only logical. So either the ship was way out of reach when it began shooting or something was really, really off here.

Blink

The missile alarm proved to be a few dozen capsules and rockets, where the rockets rendered his communication and engines useless, the capsules attached themselves to his airlock, starting to cut trough it with concerning speed. By the time he reached it, a flood of strange three-legged Robots swarmed in and opened fire immediately. It was ultimately one-sided, but still a hell of a fight.

Blink

Now, he found himself on the cold floor of a dark room just barely illuminated by this damned consistent blinking, found himself mostly unclothed, lying on a cold floor and certainly not there on his own volition. The good thing was, he was not bound and free to move, although the stun shots that hit him left a tingling, numb feeling all over his body.

Blink

A more thorough look around was sobering. Flat, detail less grey walls, a bulkhead door and a communications console.. with an annoying red blinking light.

 

[Raydo]

Silas jerked awake from his sleep to the sound of alarms. He blinked his eyes, mind trying to catch up up to what was happening. He ran down the short hallway to the cockpit of the ship, frantically searching the scanners. He sat down on the ship, but something slammed into the hull before he could veer the ship of course.

The ship rocked and Silas' head slammed into the console to his left. Stars flashed in his vision as he felt a hot trickle of blood run down the side of head. "Imminent hull breach" the monotone computer announced as Silas fought to stay conscious.

With no small amount of effort, he willed his body to move. The Jedi Knight clutched his lightsaber in one hand while using his other hand to brace himself against the wall as he tried to remain upright. He turned the corner to see the small droids pour into his ship and began to open fire. He ignited his lightsaber, deflecting the first of the shots and surged forward. He lost count of the droids he cut to pieces before he was struck in the leg by a blaster shot. Numbness shot up his leg and he fell to the floor. He cut several more of the droids before he was hit several more times until he finally fell unconscious.

Blackness.

But he wasn't alone in that darkness, there was dull throbbing pain that blinked in the distance. It came nearer and nearer, his pain increasing until he startled awake. His muscles were sore and sluggish, his head throbbed. He slowly stood and looked around the empty room.

He listened but heard no clues on where he was. He was weaponless, and for the most part without clothes. He eyed the blinking red light.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this." he mumbled to himself before slowly walking across the room and pressing the lighted button.

 

[Taruna]

Pushing the button immediately created a light source, visibly proven by the fact that Silas saw his shadow cast to the wall where the button was. Logic dictates that shadows re cast in the direction from here the light comes, thus it was behind him.

If he would take a look behind him, he would see that the entire wall was now a screen, showing a heavily distorted picture of a face filling the screen. From what the grainy and ever shifting picture gave away, the person on the other side was most probably human, female and somewhere in the beginning of her adulthood. Hairs were red and long, falling down over the little bit of shoulders that was visible and the slightly almond shaped eyes green. And widening for a moment.

"Oh, fudge..." Were her first words and the eyes lowered, probably to a keyboard, followed by a murmured but, due to the speakes being louder then she may have expected, clearly audible "whydidhegettokeepsomedarnit" before she looked back up and spoke with a clear, soft and melodic tone (think french accent) "Hello, I suppose you have an awful lot of questions, and I really wish I could answer them all, but we do not have much time here. Are you Injured? Any broken bones or the like? Because I need you in peak condition..."

 

[Raydo]

He turned and was only somewhat stated by the face appearing on the all. Even as his body tensed at the surprise, he couldn't help but noticing the woman was attractive, red hair falling over a freckled covered face. He then became acutely aware of his lack of clothes. He face felt warm as he attempted to hide any embarrassment.

Gaining control of himself once more he replied "I am sure I would feel a lot better if I hadn't been shot with fifteen stun bolts." he said with only bit of edge in his voice. He shook his limbs, trying to force the stiffness from them. "What do you want?" he asked

He closed his eyes as he waited for a response. He needed the throbbing in his head to stop. He took a deep breath, preparing himself. Whatever this woman wanted with him, he was sure it wasn't going to be pleasant.

 

[Taruna]

The woman's eyes widened when Silas mentioned the fifteen shots, but she remained silent until he stated his question.

Her eyes trailed off for a moment there, the picture getting crystal sharp for a few seconds. Sharp enough to see the freckles on her cheeks, the small frown lines around the corners of her mouth.. if he wanted to, he could even count the Eyelashes.

What she wanted was not much at this point... something to eat and drink, sleep for about a week, in a real bed preferably, some.. no, any clothes at all, and to be out of this cell she was in. But she would not be able to do it alone, soo...

The screen got blurred and distorted again when her eyes then fixed on the screen with fierce intend and her voice got a little more stern as she hurried to explain.

"Probably the same as you. Getting off this ship and back to my life. Something about this ship feels awfully wrong and I am locked in with a damaged lock that I can not repair from the inside. What I can tho, is opening your lock.." and at this moment he heard a hissing sound coming from his door "which I just did. I would... appreciate it if you'd find my door and open it, but if you can find a way to get off this sh~"

The communication was interrupted suddenly as something behind her appeared, a huge shadow appeared behind her and she jumped up, revealing that Silas apparently got a preferred status in the question of who had more items left after being brought onto this ship.

The wall got dark again and the only light he could see was a flickering weak light from the small gap coming from the slightly opened door.

It slid into the wall when opened and Silas would see a short hallway of about two meters length, ending in a dead end to his right, a closed door on the opposite side of the hallway, a about ten meter hallway to his left and a damaged air duct above him.

 

[Raydo]

She looked tired, someone who had not slept or ate a good meal in a good amount of time. He listened as the woman rush to explain, his groggy mind still trying to catch up.

The wall went blank. "Wait." he said outloud in the dark room. "I don't know where you are..." he let the sentence trail off into silence.

This had to be a bad dream or something. "This is just great." he said clearing his head and turning to the now ajar door. It took some effort to pull the door open, but he was able to slid it open enough to squeeze through. He peered out into the dimly lit hallway. This place is what his nightmares where made out of. It sent chills down is spine.

He surveyed his options. He moved to the closed door, maybe his "friend" was there. He moved slowly, trying to hide any noise from..whatever...anything that may be out there.

 

[Taruna]

Panicky, Kouriou scrabbled towards the far end of the room that may have been a mess hall or the like at some point, but the interior was destroyed almost beyond recognition. There were explosion marks, cutting marks, occasionally claw marks, and at one point Kouriou also saw bite marks.. on a metal plate. But that was not her interest now. Interesting was the small floodlight leaning on the wall. And the creepy thing that was following her. While scrabbling, Kouriou did the best defense she could muster: She yelled her head off, picked up scraps and parts and threw them at the thing while retreating towards the light.

The thing, looking vaguely humanoid loomed over her, the body itself incredible thin and with long arms and legs. It was all black and nearly unrecognizable in the almost completely dark room. nevertheless, it was almost always possible to see these big eyes and ragged mouth. That's because they where like holes in the object that could be vaguely described as 'head'. And it was not in a hurry. The arms were two meters long, at least. Two thirty with these claws. More or less.. it's hard to take exact measurements of things that already did leave some deep scratch marks diagonally across her back.

The light was now in reach, the thing still following the butt naked girl with a wicked grin with less then two meters air between her skin and the end of the claws. with shaking fingers, the right hand slippery with the blood from her grabbing something sharp and throw it at the thing, she hurried to rewire the power supply to the light. The self-created com device would not work anymore anyways, as she apparently shorted it when she spoke to the handsome guy. In pants. Why was he allowed to keep his pants? A fearful glance back brought her mind back to the task at hand, as the thing was right now raising both hands to claw her into shreds. Her fingers had no time to connect the wires correctly, so she used her index finger and thumb, letting the blood conduct the energy straight trough her hand.

Kouriou screamed in pain.
The light went on and flooded the room.
The thing yelled in disappointment and pain as it was dissolved by the light.

The lights went off again as there was no more fingers to conduct the cables. They where poled the wrong way anyways.

There was also a long time of sobbing for a long time afterwards in the pitch black of the room.

Meanwhile, Silas approached the door and a barely audible hiss came from it, while it opened for about three centimeters and was apparently stuck. At the same time, he could swear that there was someone small and female was snickering somewhere in the dark of the longer hallway for a second. But there was no one.

On the upside. He felt that his Lightsaber was now very close, most probably on the other side of the door that did not open completely.

 

[Raydo]

He approached the door slowly. The door shuddered and sparked before is sputtered out, only opening a few inches. Then he heard the laughter come from behind him. It bounced and echoed off the walls sending shivers from the bottom of neck down to his toes. He slowly turned around but saw nothing but a hallway that slowly disappeared into darkness. It took all of his control not to break down into panic.

Another sound ripped his attention backed to the moment. It sounded like a distant scream, but it was impossible to tell where it had come from. He had to get to that girl. He closed his eyes and focused, trying to push all thought of the laughing presence away from his mind. He wasn't close enough to sense anyone living, but he felt the crystal in his lightsaber.

He peered through the small hole in the door into the room beyond. It was next to impossible to make anything out with the flickering emergency light. Fifteen feet away he saw what looked like the hilt of his lightsaber partially buried under something.

He closed his eyes and reached out with the Force, willing the lightsaber towards him. The gap in the door wasn't large enough the fit through. After a few seconds, the blade flew towards the door, igniting mid-flight. Silas moved out of the way as the blue plasma blade plunged into the door, melting the steel. It took all his concentration to move the blade a few inches to make a wide enough whole, but was able to guide the hilt through.

He gripped the hilt tightly, feeling a bit more confident than he had been a moment before.

Until he heard the laughing again, coming from down the hallway again. He held out his lightsaber, extending its soft blue glow further into the dark hallway. "H..Hello" he said quietly taking a step into the darkness.

 

[Taruna]

The blinking of the light stopped when the Jedi spoke up. If that was a good or bad thing was open to discussions, as the only remaining light source remaining was now the Lightsaber in his hand. And there was also the feeling that he was watched from somewhere further down the hall. But still, his senses did still not pick up much in the way of lifeforms, as if his senses are dulled.

A few heartbeats passed, and it almost was like he just imagined things when suddenly he received a feeling. The strong and unmistakable feeling of being unwelcome, on the wrong place at the wrong time and asked to leave. This was clearly a force power, but it also was not intrusive, aside from sending down a few cold tingling impulses down his spine.

The feeling ended as soon as it started, and there was silence once again, and as soon as he would make the next step he would clearly see about a hundred meters ahead a electronic door lock came to life, apparently a keypad.

At this point it was clear he was led on, much like a figure in a board game no one cared to tell him the rules of.

 

[Raydo]

The uneasiness grew and grew until his legs screamed for him to run, but where? There was no where to run. but sense of urgency to leave this place overwhelmed the Jedi Knight. Just as it was growing unbearable, the feeling disappeared. Alex took in deep breaths, trying to slow his breathing and clear his mind. It was so hard to find clarity in this place. It felt like his mind was walking through mud as it tried to process things.

He slowly began making his way down the hallway, away from he door to the room he had found his lightsaber in. The soft padding of his bare feet only just audible over the low hum of his lightsaber.

The feeling of dread was gone, but he still felt uneasy, having to force himself to continue walking.

He came to a small hole in the hallway, with the light form his blade he could just barely see down the the bottom of the hole that led to force knows where. Even if it brought him closer to leaving, the thought of going deeper down in the ship made his stomach twist. So he eyed the small gap and easily jumped across and continued walking to the small lit up keypad.

 

[Taruna]

Arriving at the door, some more details came into the pale light of the Lightsaber.

For once, the bloody fingerprints over the ten numbers, one, three and eight reduced the possible amount of tries he would need to figure the four digit code to open the "Arm ry". Wich could prove useful in this ship on the long run. The only thing slightly disturbing was the fact that the left border of the door was colored in a blackened red, and a look down would reveal.. a few fingers. Still bleeding.

Listening a little closer to the door would reveal some sort of sound on the other side of the door, but it would not reveal more details. By some reason, the sounds where too muffled, even for enhanced hearing. Also, by some reason it was decisively colder in the area..