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A black sleek spear tip shaped spaceship races through the light blue and white sea of Quantum-space, Unique patterns plays out on the ship’s hull as it speeds through the realm.
Inside the spaceship the deafening whine from the engines can be heard throughout the vessel as they are pushed beyond their safe limits. The stress of the speed causes the ship shake almost violently.
The main bridge is busier than normal. All the consoles in the half circle bridge have people around them monitoring every part of the ship’s systems.
Along the flat back wall the captain’s and X.O's chairs were empty, the lift to the left of the chairs opening and closing as people entered or left the bridge. To the right of the chairs the grate to the service crawl space was open as technicians worked on the wires and circuitry that ran like veins throughout the ship.
On the left curved wall both the science and AI computer consoles were in use by half a dozen people trying to make sure the ship did not blow up.
On the right curved wall five people were watching the monitors on the sensor console for the enemy. Only the weapons console had one person on it, waiting and watching, in case the enemy was to attack.
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I walk back and forth in the half-circle bridge, my eyes going from one console to the next as I take in the status of my ship.
“What is the status of long-range communications?” I yell over the noise at my second in command ‘Pugsley’. “We may not make it in one piece at the rate we’re going.”
“Engineering says the Nexus is shot all to hell. It will take at least three days to repair in space or twelve hours at a space dock,” Pugsley yells back while looking at the read-out on the AI computer console.
“Shit, neither of those options are any good at this point,” I say to myself, as I shake my head. “We just have to hope that we make it close enough to Home-World to use our short-range comms, before we break up.”
“Five minutes till we can jump to normal space,” Taliea our pilot yells.
Suddenly the ship shudders violently, throwing the crew everywhere. Klaxons ring out. “Hole breach on deck two, emergency force-fields online,” announces the computer, amidst the sound of the Klaxons.