Desperate Plan

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~~~(POV: Dr. Emile Hamlton)~~~

~~~(Location: Gord-Prime system, near Teller-bravo station and colony)~~~

Kyle takes a seat next to me and looks out the very same window. The view of the station is beautiful, but we all know what's going on inside... Beneath the exterior...

"Emile, would you happen to know anything about the lifeform we were fighting?"

It's not a lifeform. It's a highly advanced parasite, from what I saw. My low rank as a scientist doesn't give me much access.

The likelihood that anyone else is alive on the station is low, and the Colony on Gord must wonder why communications have dropped.

Teller-Bravo is behind all this. I know they are. They wanted to see what the parasite could really do, so they released it on one of their own station filled with their employees.

It's a drop in an ocean for them.

I'm never going to sleep right again...

"Kyle... That is the farthest thing from a lifeform... All the times I thought Teller-Bravo couldn't go any further, they do..."

It's a dark day, and nobody will know of the horrible tragedy that's happened here... Teller-Bravo knows we're alive. There isn't a scenario where they don't know survivors made it out.

Teller-Bravo has access to everything on the station, including cameras and life monitors.

"Well, mate... I think the best thing is for all of us to get the fuck outta here."

There aren't many places that I can go, but I've been leaking information to a man that might be able to help. Durado contacted me a while ago before I was transferred to the station.

I fed him any information I could find on anything he asked. He's very generous with his money.

"I might know someone... He might even be interested in what's happened."

There are multiple reasons I didn't tell Durado about Gord-Prime. Mainly being Teller-Bravo monitors everything that comes and goes through the transmission frequencies.

There isn't any more time to waste the sooner we're out of this system. The sooner I can contact Durado and tell him everything I know since I'm not restricted anymore.

"Kyle, tell the passengers to strap in. We're heading somewhere dangerous..."

Better not to tell him what I'm planning. He nods his head and leaves the command deck.

I'm positive there is a tracking beacon onboard our ship. We need to destroy that before we can go anywhere.

Luckily, the magnetic power of Gord-Primes star will fry anything that has what typical trackers have.

The bad part of this plan is the gravity of Loa is incredible, and we risk a painful and gruesome death if we fail in any way.

The ship's monitor shows me that everyone is strapped in, and Kyle is returning to the command deck. I flip the necessary switches and spool the engines.

They call what I'm about to do the Wolf's Paw. A wolf will chew off its paw to escape a trap, and it was pioneered as a term when humanity fought in the first Superiority War.

Many tracking devices were used to follow escaping ships. The escaping aliens learned that powerful magnetic forces could destroy many tracking devices.

The reason it still works today is the power and design haven't changed. Mainly cause it can't. If the size and its components are upgraded, it's detectable on a ship's scan. Don't know why. I'm not an engineer.

Kyle sits in the seat next to me and straps in.

"I hope you know what you're doing, mate... This doesn't feel safe..."

Nothing ever is when you're dealing with space. When things get tough, you have to think outside the box and risk things that you wouldn't normally risk. The thrusters push out power as I start to move forward.

I'm unique in the fact I know how to pilot and fly most ships. Before we start to gain a lot of speed, another soldier joins us in the command deck.

"You're the first fucking geek I've seen that could fly a Stardust-19. You almost look like you don't need help."

Thank God the original pilot that got us off the station has decided to join me in this stupid attempt.