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She needed to escape.
She let out a claw on each of her pointer fingers, unseen due to her imaging software and she began fighting against her restraints. She just needed to get her claw at the right angle to cut them. The blue marked one said something, the octave in his voice higher, and the human males then sighed, but looked concerned.
“You need to calm down, we are just giving you a translator” The armored man said
Nope. It could be anything, they could very well drug her and then do horrible things to her.
It wouldn’t be the first time.
She refused to let that happen to her again.
Her claws finally hit the restraints and with a simple flick she had cut through it. She ripped out the IV before she quickly sat up and cut through the restraints on her feet and launched herself over the two aliens that were between where she assumed the door and where she was. The aliens shouted, the humans were yelling but her brain was in overdrive and she couldn’t hear them as the panic and adrenaline rushed through her system as she rolled, sprung to her feet and sprinted to what she assumed was the door. It had some weird orange circle in the middle of it and an interface that she assumed opened the door. This gave her a moments pause. She brought her left hand to the interface and waved her right hand from her left wrist to the interface. Her tech activated, unseen to the aliens around her, a light blue with multiple bands formed from her elbow to her wrist and with her quick typing, claws slightly extended, had her tech hack into the mainframe in the interface and the door opened quickly as the human men and the two aliens advanced on her. The whole thing took 30 seconds but in her heightened state seemed like minutes. She rushed out of the door and looked around quickly. The yelling from behind her alerted the two humans, a man and a woman also in armor, who were sitting and eating at a table, to her presence. They stood and she fled down the hallway, bounding up the stairs.
Once at the top she realized she was on a spaceship, and was in some sort of strange looking command center.
She was in space.
When was she?!
Humans had not reached spaceflight to this level, they still used rockets!
Where was she?!
She looked around frantically and saw that she had made the wrong move. There were a bunch of people here and they were alerted to her presence by the yelling behind her. She noted another set of stairs going down and rushed that way.
The alien with the white markings bounded up the stairs and blocked the way. His hands out making a gesture for her to calm down saying something she couldn’t understand. But she was in fight or flight mode and she wasn’t going to get trapped again.
Never again.
She leaned down and typed something on her knee. The white marked alien rose an eyebrow plate. To him she was tapping her knee on her jeans, not activating slide on her armor under the imaging software. She took a deep breath and rushed at him, he readied himself to try and catch her, assuming she was going to vault over him again.
He wasn’t expecting her to slide between his now open legs and then rush down the stairs. The alien yelled something behind her.
She ran down the hallway, entering the mess from the opposite side she was on previously. The two humans tried to block her path on the bottom of the stairs but she quickly used her momentum to jump from the wall near the stairs to vault over them and tucked herself into a roll on impact and kept running down a different hallway near the stairs. She saw some sort of interface on the wall and when she got closer she realized it was probably an elevator.
Using her tech she hacked into it and took the elevator down. She didn’t know when she was, but obviously it was a long ways in the future since humans had tech that looked similar enough to her own. Perhaps she could get lucky and find some sort of shuttle to get her out of here and get answers.
The elevator opened and she rushed out. Taking a quick survey of her surroundings, she panicked more when there were no shuttles, just a big vehicle with 6 wheels. She saw a different alien, one that was red, huge, and had scar marks on over the right side of his face near his eye. He said something and the sound caused a ripple of fear to come over her. She frantically searched her surroundings for something to protect herself. The red alien came closer, slowly, and she felt that she was prey to the hulking alien. To her terror the elevator was no longer an escape option as it had gone up to the floor she was on previously.
Orders were orders, no matter when she was, her imaging software had to stay on and she couldn’t do anything that would convince those around her that she wasn’t human. Punishment was death.
Death was worse than being trapped.
She took a deep breath, the training once more kicking in, and noted the pipe near her. In a flash the alien lunged at her to grab her at the same time she lunged for the pipe. She barely escaped his grasp. She clutched the pipe and swung at his head, like a baseball player would hit a baseball. The vibrations from the impact hurt her hands and she dropped the pipe and gasped in terror as the red alien growled dangerously as he turned towards her fully.
She shouldn’t have done that.
That was a huge mistake.
Now she really was going to die by this alien.
The elevator doors opened showing the human man in armor from the clinic and the alien with white markings.
The red alien rushed her, bringing up his fist to punch her.
He was too close and there wasn’t a strategic place for her to dodge out of the way. She tapped at her tech quickly bringing up all her shielding since her escape options were blocked as he swung his fist at her.
The impact hitting her ribs on her right side and causing her to fly into the bulkhead of the ship a few meters behind her. She gasped a breath and groaned as she slid to the floor. She coughed and found blood on her hand when she pulled it. The blood looked red because of the imaging software. She knew it was a light blue though. The red alien growled and said something. The white marked alien yelled something at the red alien, which caused the the red alien to yell back and point at her. The two argued and the human looked pissed.
“Ardi, I need a cocktail” She groaned quietly the alien with white marking looked at her confused.
The raptor-bird-bug aliens have good hearing.
Amazing.
Her tech activated and she felt a mixture of stims, medication and various drugs hit her system all at once. Breathing still hurt, but it was better than before. She struggled to stand and groaned at the effort as her cocktail started to numb the pain. The red alien said something at her. The human rolled his eyes.
“Cocktail provided, 10 minutes before cocktail depleted” Ardi said through her comms in her inner ear.
“We need to get you to the med bay to get you some medigel and a translator” The human man said gently. She flicked a hand to her temple to activate her visor, once again unseen to the aliens due to her imaging software and scanned her environment. She got a blueprint of the area.
She needed to escape.
She noted an airduct opening to her left behind some crates and a room which was a dead-end that was also most likely locked. The human with armor slowly came towards her, arms out doing a calm down gesture and as the cocktail fully hit and as he got closer he saw her blown out pupils as she started darting her eyes from place to place. Her visor pointing out various information as she did so, and she formulated a plan. He took a step closer, nearly to the point where he could touch her and she quickly grabbed his arm, pulled him towards her and hit him hard where the armor of his leg connected to his groin. She had noted that the under armor was not as hard as the armor around it.
He groaned at the action and she easily escaped to the left as he fell to his knees. The red alien caught his fist in his other hand and growled and advanced on her.
The alien with white markings sighed but moved to block the elevator doors.
The elevator went up.
That escape option was out. Airduct it was.
The red alien charged towards her and she popped her neck quickly before diving out of the way, tucking and rolling causing her to cough blood at the action on the floor. She used her claws on her four fingers to get momentum and pull herself forward and launched herself over the crates near the corner. She used her claws and a bit of tech to get under the grate and pull it away from the opening forcibly, the screws getting stripped in the process.
More yelling behind her as the red alien threw the crates to the side. The alien with white marking dove at her but was a few seconds too slow as she dove into the airduct and crawled to safety.
“Fuck” she heard behind her from the human and the alien with white marking said something she assumed was a curse as well.
She got to an intersection of airducts and stopped. A chill went down her spine as she heard an announcement go ship-wide as it reverberated in the airducts, from the human man in armor.
“Attention all personnel. A human woman with orange hair”
“It’s copper idiot” she muttered
“Is in our airducts. All ground crew please report to the location on your omni-tool. She does not have a translator. Please proceed with caution.”
“Fucking damnit” She muttered. She tried to pull up her tactical cloak, it refused to come to life. A scan of it she realized whatever tech she had touched had damaged her tactical cloak and she growled in frustration.
What the fuck was that tech?!
“5 minutes until cocktail depleted.” She growled.
She scanned the area with her tech and visor. For lack of a better area she headed to the medbay. She had gathered enough information to figure out where she was and figured that would be the place where she hoped they wouldn’t expect her to go. She coughed again and slowly crawled, taking the airduct to the left being as quiet as possible.
“2 minutes until cocktail depleted” She groaned mentally before looking through the slats of the airduct opening. She quietly opened it and crawled out. Her breathing hitched as her lungs burned at the exertion and pain. Even the cocktail couldn’t rid the pain in her lungs. That was a very bad sign. She filed it away for later.
Safety, escape, then worry about her lungs and what was damaged.
Once out of the airduct she got her bearings, trying to get her breathing under control even as she struggled to get air in her lungs. She was in the storage closet of the med bay. She noted the open door to the medbay and quietly got to the doorway and was quickly grabbed and forced on the ground, landing in the storage area. She struggled but the alien with blue markings grabbed her hands and restrained them above her head and placed his weight on her so she couldn’t get away.
She began to panic
No one will hear you scream and no one will care
She forced the memory from her mind but struggled, panicking more. The alien above her sighed. Grabbed the syringe he had with him took the cap from the needle off with his sharp teeth and sunk the needle in her inner left wrist and sunk the plunger down. He removed the needle as she continued to struggle and continued to keep the horrible mental images and memories away.
Not again.
Not again.
He spit out the cap and put the syringe down.