The Bad Wolf

Sitting at the helm, I glance at the com as the Wolf's familiar voice echos through the silence.

"You're presence is being requested in the engine room, doll. Better haul ass down there* the Wolf says.

Grinning, I lovingly run my hand over the console and push back, rising out of my chair and heading towards the door.

"Missed you, girl." I whispered to the ship and was pleased when I received a little jolt. Walking at a swift pace, I wind my way through the corridors of the ship until I reach the engine room. Hearing the quiet swoosh as the door opens, I step inside and go to where Drake and Aleyia are.

"You summoned me, Captain?"

Drake sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. He reached over to a console and reactivated all systems, "Alright you two suit up, we might as well investigate, maybe we can salvage something of value." He pressed the comm, "Wolf, redirect all sensors aft, find out whats following us, then bring us into dock with it."

Stretching up to my full 5'3'' height and yawning, I listen to Drake's orders and turn to go to the container storing the Lobo Armor units. Pressing my thumb to the keypad the door to the container, which opened with a hiss. Stripping down to just my underthings, I store my leathers and slip the custom fit armor over my body, smoothing it so it fits like a glove. Strapping my guns back onto my hips, I go over to where Drake...waiting.

"Ready when you are, Captain."

Drake ran a hand through his hair, his face hardened in preparation for the task. He motioned for the two women to follow as he began the trek to the hangar, as he passed his quarters he reached in to grab his M4 rifle. "We don't know what we're going to face on this ship, so stay alert and watch each others backs....especially mine, I'm too pretty to die," he said as they walked. Once they reached the hangar and walked to the air lock, Drake loaded the rifle and chambered a round. "Lock and load ladies, let's rock."

Rolling my eyes at Drake's words, I check over my weapons and spare rounds, making sure things were ready fro whatever was waiting on this rogue ship. Giving a stretch and a couple of loosening hops, I loo to Drake and Aleyia with a feral grin.

"Ready and willing, Captain. Let's do this."

Drake opened the air lock and stepped through into a small buffer room. The lights overhead flickered every few moments. Scent of gunpowder filled the air with a hint of life's water. Equipment lockers lay open and ransacked, some tossed onto the floor. Drake shouldered his weapon and motioned the others to follow, he stepped out into a long hallway, the flooring filled with holes for ventilation and pipes ran above them. A sign designated the bridge to be to the right, "We go left, we can circle back to the bridge and make sure there's nothing here to attack us."

Drake walked slowly, his breath coming out as a cloud. When he reached the first doorway, he flicked on a mounted flashlight and scanned the room before entering. It appeared to be the ships mess hall, in worse shape than the air lock buffer. All the food was gone, doors torn from their hinges. The stench in the room was overpowering, Drake knew only one creature was capable of such an offense to the senses, GELF. He removed the safety from the weapon. "Alright ladies, we may have GELF aboard, hiding anywhere. Stay on guard." He continued down the corridor.

Wrinkling my nose at the stench of GELF, I begin poking around through the rubble, looking for something of value or of interest. Passing both the mess hall and medical, I head towards the bridge, hoping to access their logs. Pausing, I tilt my head, catching the scent of....blood. Licking over my lips, as I have not had a REAL meal for a very long time, I follow the scent.

Reaching the bridge, I pry open the doors and slowly step inside, scanning the room for any occupants. Spying only the man zip tied to a rail, I grin, showing long slender fangs as my blue eyes streak red.

"Hello snack..."

Drake pressed the comm, "Expected crew to be on, but now that I detect GELF I don't expect them to be alive." He continued checking the rooms before reaching Tatianna. "Place is empty, looks like no one is..." He stopped as he noticed the cuffed man, "Well I'll be damn, a survivor, that's new." In all his years in the Black, he'd never heard of a GELF attack having survivors. Drake looked at Tatianna and noticed the slight grin on her face, "Tati no eating the survivor...at least not until her tells us what happened here."

Kokaine moseyed along the outskirts of Arthas' busy streets. She had come here seeking a rare artifact, the helm of the slain Amazon Queen, her lover in a past life. It was actually worth a pretty penny but she wanted it for sentimental reasons. She had left the wolf weeks before in search of it but had turned up nothing but dead ends. Her mission wasn't a complete bust however. She had managed to acquire a few new items. But now she was bored. She knew the Bad Wolf was due to land here any day now but she didn't know when. Goddess help her if she ever said it out loud, but she missed that ship.

Keeping the lower half of her face covered her golden eyes scanned the streets watching the patrols that seemed to come by like clock work. They were searching for her and the black bladed longsword she had stolen a week earlier. Oh boy was it a beauty. She had stashed the blade along with her cutlass and her 4 DE's somewhere nearby to take the heat off a bit. She'd also had to bleach her normally inky black hair and dye it a fairly ordinary brown to change her looks up some. She'd even cut about a foot off and tamed the wildly waving tresses into a mostly straight fall. She hated it.

"Good goddess, where are you Drake." She muttered under her breath. If he didn't show soon she might reveal herself to the patrol just for kicks. She checked her wrist unit again but it was busted. "Damn this blows."

Walking over to the bound man, I tap him none to gently on the cheek.

"No...no...no passing out just yet. We would like to know what happened here on this little slice of hell. And why this ship is siphoning power from our ship" I ask quietly, pulling a dagger from my boot and sliding the tip over the bound mans cheek.

"We can start simply...how about a name?"

Drake stared at the cuffed man, "To hell with a name, I want to know why he is stealing from my gorram ship. And it had better be a damn good reason or I'm taking a limb." His voice dripped with darkness, and his lips blackened. He hated when people stole from him.

Drake ground his teeth in frustration, "We don't have time for this, we can interrogate him on the Wolf." He reached down and shattered the chain of the shackles. "Grab him and lets go, Aleyia get your ass back to the ship, we're dropping this derelict and scuttling it. Grab anything of value nearby and go." Reaching over to the console, he withdrew the log, containing all the navigational data as well as any personal journals from the crew.

"Aye...Captain " I say with a nod. Seeing that he is clearly unable to walk, I slip a shoulder under his arm, my strength deceiving with my small frame, lifting his easily into my arms. Looking over at Drake, I arch an eyebrow.

"Ready to go when you are, Drake."

Turning with the man in my arms, I head out the door, moving down the corridor towards where the Wolf was attached to this wreck of a ship.

He mumbled and groaned as the woman lifted him up. From sitting there so long, his legs were beyond weak it seemed. He stumbled as he was hauled along. The captain seemed irritated, but he couldn't help that. He didn't have any answers for the questions the man had asked. Obviously, one look at him should explain why he couldn't answer.

This was the first time he had been 'somewhat' on his feet since he had the shit knocked out of him by those other people. Everything was blurry as the woman carried him down the corridors, it was like being out of prison for the first time, seeing everything anew. He tried his hardest to keep awake, to be aware of what was really happening now. But the loss of so much, he was lucky he wasn't in a coma.