08:00 hours, The Royal Crown:
Captain Jackson watched from his ever present lookout on the bridge of one of the world’s best cruise liners, maybe if you were on the bridge at the time you might have noted the captain looked like a vulture waiting for its next meal, so steadfast and cold like a statue, his neat grey hair buzzed into a military cut, wearing his shining white captains suit, it was like he demanded respect and if you gave him respect he’d respect you back, the captain himself though was charmed by shinning excellence, not a single spot on his record, people said the captain could fly any ship through any space and he would bring her back intact and everyone was happy and had enjoyed their cruise.
Today was different though, whether it was the change in scenery or the complete stillness of this place, The Captain felt like something was coming and when it came all hell would break loose, he had his crew up in shifts to make sure it didn’t happen but, now… it still gave him the chill that went up his spine whenever he thought more about his uneasy feeling. The Captain straightened up “I want full power to engines, I want to get the hell out of here A.S.A.P”, “yes sir” called out Nick Falor at the controls as he turned to the radio and called through “Captain Jackson wants full power to the engines, make it snappy.” “Sir…” the call from one of the crew, “yes Mr. Mason” Jackson said coming over to the controls, “Sir we’re coming up to… some kind of wreck Sir… It’s one of the big military cruisers, Reverence class” “What in holy hell could take down those cruisers, their armed with nukes and all…” First mate Falor called, “I don’t know… pull us alongside it, Falor notify the passengers we’ll be stopping for a few moments”, “Aye sir”, “And Mr.Falor…”, “yes sir”, “notify security to be ready for a rescue mission”, “aye sir.”
Ships engines started to slow bring the ship to a halt next to the cruiser as the clear tunnel that the securities would go through was extended into the Cruiser providing a safe entrance into the ship, the men stepped through slowly into the unknown territory beyond and started to walk through the hall leading to the air lock door to get into the ship, “wow this thing was jammed shut” one said trying to budge the door, “well jerry give me the torch and let’s get this over with this ship creeps me out…” they got to work quickly on the door sparks coming of it as they made their own entry point, after making it into the ship they moved toward a door…with to dead marines by it, “looks like they were trying to seal something up…” one muttered, “were the successful?” the other asked, “I don’t know jerry, I don’t know….” The two security guards moved slowly into one of the main rooms, marines bodies were everywhere, “what the… how could something kill all these marines…” one stammered, they moved to a wall and stepped over dead bodies as they moved through the ship, then a sound… both twisted, they were looking at some green… slime on the wall it sizzled like bacon in a frying pan before melting through the wall, “what in…” one screamed shooting up through a loose panel in the roof into the vent work and then nothing “Taylor…” the other guard twisted and saw nothing “ Taylor… this isn’t funny man…” he heard a noise and looked up… a scream and gunshots and the sound of the shell casings hitting the floor… and then nothing.