Randers smiled as he looked at the airlock to his right which tried to seal the way to the next Module... and could not do so because of the steel beam.
“You get the door to the left open, I will get us the first catgirl. Maybe they get reasonable afterwards” he ordered and began to push the door open again. The servos in his arms began to whine, but he forced the door open piece by piece. He drew his gun again and stepped through the partial opened airlock.
His view into the Module was blocked by a number of large storage racks with all kind electrical devices in them.
‘That’s one of their labs, finally I get to see the valuable stuff” Randers thought as her slowly walked around the rack. There was some strange bluewhite flickering light coming from behind the obstacle.
Randers froze as he was able to look into the rest of the lab for the first time. “What the hell is this?”
In the center of the room was a huge metal column, at least four meters high. Bluewhite lightnight was running up and down the column, sometimes discharging into one of the walls on both sides. Behind the ‘lightning column’ he could see cables as thick as a human arm running to some kind of generator at the end of the Module.
In the furthest corner of the room he could see the catgirl, looking at him through a transparent helmet.
“End of the train, time to be reasonable and admit it” he said with a grin. “You are unarmed, you don’t even have an armored spacesuit. And you have nowhere to run.”
Lisa grinned back under her plastic helmet. “Catch me if you can!”
Randers sighed, raised his oversized Tommy Gun and fired a burst into his obstacle. A group of lightning bolts flared up, meeting his bullets in mid air, and knocked them out of the way before they reached the generator.
“Not enough muzzle velocity?” Lisa said satisfied, “your problem, not mine.”
Randers rolled with his eyes, the catgirl had just no clue about her situation. He carefully extended one hand into the lightning field, keeping his eyes on his armors status monitor. Electric arcs crawled over his arm, but nothing happened. Not even a minor alert.
Randers began to laugh. “Bad choice to bring your toy in a fight with a Space Marine.” He made a step forward, then another one. A corona of small and large lightnings were dancing on his armor without effect.
‘That’s how a boarding should end’ Randers though, ‘I need the boys to make a photo of this.’
Lightning kept playing all over the surface of his armor, unable to penetrate the waved material. And then, just when Randers was standing next to the lightning generator, one of the bolts melted the ammo drum of his weapon.
Randers cried out in pain and shock as the weapon in his hand exploded, sending red alert messages across his helmet display. But then the pain faded and a rush of anger hit him.
“You damned vermin, I will kill you for that” he shouted, stepping forward his left hand forward to grab the catgirl. He would keep the stuffed body as a warning for all these other damned cats.
Lisa gulped hard as the Space Marine finally crossed the lightning field and closed in. “Go to hell” she whispered, closed her eyes and pressed a button on the wall behind her back.
The huge door behind her snapped open, a sky full of stars behind it. Howling and hissing the air began to rush out into space, taking Lisa with her.
Randers starred on the open airlock and the space beyond, his thoughts running at lightspeed as he was pushed toward the edge.
‘There is a handle on the right sight just at the door’ he thought, ‘ I have to grab it and just wait.’
He reached out with his right arm to grab the handle, but nothing happened. He was still looking at the bloody stump of his arm when he was carried through the airlock into the void behind it.
“You get the door to the left open, I will get us the first catgirl. Maybe they get reasonable afterwards” he ordered and began to push the door open again. The servos in his arms began to whine, but he forced the door open piece by piece. He drew his gun again and stepped through the partial opened airlock.
His view into the Module was blocked by a number of large storage racks with all kind electrical devices in them.
‘That’s one of their labs, finally I get to see the valuable stuff” Randers thought as her slowly walked around the rack. There was some strange bluewhite flickering light coming from behind the obstacle.
Randers froze as he was able to look into the rest of the lab for the first time. “What the hell is this?”
In the center of the room was a huge metal column, at least four meters high. Bluewhite lightnight was running up and down the column, sometimes discharging into one of the walls on both sides. Behind the ‘lightning column’ he could see cables as thick as a human arm running to some kind of generator at the end of the Module.
In the furthest corner of the room he could see the catgirl, looking at him through a transparent helmet.
“End of the train, time to be reasonable and admit it” he said with a grin. “You are unarmed, you don’t even have an armored spacesuit. And you have nowhere to run.”
Lisa grinned back under her plastic helmet. “Catch me if you can!”
Randers sighed, raised his oversized Tommy Gun and fired a burst into his obstacle. A group of lightning bolts flared up, meeting his bullets in mid air, and knocked them out of the way before they reached the generator.
“Not enough muzzle velocity?” Lisa said satisfied, “your problem, not mine.”
Randers rolled with his eyes, the catgirl had just no clue about her situation. He carefully extended one hand into the lightning field, keeping his eyes on his armors status monitor. Electric arcs crawled over his arm, but nothing happened. Not even a minor alert.
Randers began to laugh. “Bad choice to bring your toy in a fight with a Space Marine.” He made a step forward, then another one. A corona of small and large lightnings were dancing on his armor without effect.
‘That’s how a boarding should end’ Randers though, ‘I need the boys to make a photo of this.’
Lightning kept playing all over the surface of his armor, unable to penetrate the waved material. And then, just when Randers was standing next to the lightning generator, one of the bolts melted the ammo drum of his weapon.
Randers cried out in pain and shock as the weapon in his hand exploded, sending red alert messages across his helmet display. But then the pain faded and a rush of anger hit him.
“You damned vermin, I will kill you for that” he shouted, stepping forward his left hand forward to grab the catgirl. He would keep the stuffed body as a warning for all these other damned cats.
Lisa gulped hard as the Space Marine finally crossed the lightning field and closed in. “Go to hell” she whispered, closed her eyes and pressed a button on the wall behind her back.
The huge door behind her snapped open, a sky full of stars behind it. Howling and hissing the air began to rush out into space, taking Lisa with her.
Randers starred on the open airlock and the space beyond, his thoughts running at lightspeed as he was pushed toward the edge.
‘There is a handle on the right sight just at the door’ he thought, ‘ I have to grab it and just wait.’
He reached out with his right arm to grab the handle, but nothing happened. He was still looking at the bloody stump of his arm when he was carried through the airlock into the void behind it.