Closed Alpha Test & Deth..
Re: Dark Tide
Chapter Four: Caged
With the Sentinel safely onboard, the Star Destroyer turned and headed away from the Null system. Safely out of the planets gravitational influence, she quickly disappeared in a flash and entered in to hyperspace.
Admiral Bothar sat back in his chair, a finger resting against his lips as he contemplated his new orders. The Black Wing project had been recovered and all involved were securely held in one of the hangars to prevent contamination among the wider crew. He was glad it would soon be off his ship, he had been part of the task force sent to destroy the “Vector “ and had heard the rumours of its effects. Still, he felt uneasy about deploying it among a civilian populace, Rebel groups or not. He activated a holo channel and Ross’s image appeared before him.
“Yes Admiral.”
“We have received new orders. The weapon is to be deployed.”
Ross smiled, making him appear menacing in the holos pale blue light. “Excellent. A suitable target I trust?”
“Tattooine. Recent events there have incurred the wrath of the Emperor and Lord Vader. Rebel groups are believed to be active on the planet and they have chosen it to be your first chance to demonstrate it’s potency.”
“Tattooine?” Scoffed Ross, “A backwater planet that half of the galaxy has never heard of!”
“That may be so,” answered Bothar, leaning forward towards the projection, “but it will also allow you to study the virus in more depth without risking any unwanted infection across other planets. Two Star Destroyers and a Cruiser will remain in orbit to prevent anything leaving the surface.”
Ross paused for a moment before answering. “Very well Admiral. I suggest all those involved in the recovery are also used to transport the virus to the surface. It may help prevent unwanted complications later on.”
“Agreed. Send me your recommendations when you have finalised them. You shall have my full support.”
Darek watched as Angelus paced up and down the small bunk room. Since returning from Null they had been kept in the hangar deck of the Star Destroyer, in fact the hangar had already been prepped for what looked like would be a long stay. Imperial accommodation cells had been placed in one area, with a small but well stocked galley linking them together. On the other side of the hangar was larger series of shelters that housed the Scientist’s and their equipment. In the middle stood the Sentinel and a smaller Lambda.
“I’m telling you, we’re walking dead men.” Rumbled Angelus. “Me, you, the crew, the stormies. We’re all going to end up trial subjects for something.”
“Relax, it’s probably just a precaution.” Darek leaned back in his chair as he put his legs across the corner of a table and his hands behind his head.
“Yeah, to make sure that whatever they got hold of doesn’t kill the rest of the crew,” Angelus snapped back, “I’ve heard rumours you know. Experiments on alien’s, genetically bred super diseases, all sorts of weird stuff.”
He walked over to Dareks table and slammed both hands on to it’s surface then leaned towards him. He shot a suspicious look towards the scientists corner of the hangar.
“I’ve even heard a Star Destroyer was reduced to slag by Vaders personal fleet after one of their little experiments went wrong.” He whispered.
Darek laughed, “Don’t you think something like that would be noticed? A whole ships company just disappears and no-one talks about it?”
Angelus drew himself up to his full height and shook his head. “It’s not impossible. Just lock up or dispose of anyone with links to it and poof, goodnight.”
“Take it easy Angelus. It’s just a little cautionary quarantine, we’ll be out of here soon enough. Nothing is gonna happen.”
