There Must Be a Way Out
“Move a little faster here. You’re not exactly on a leisurely walk,” the voice came from behind. It was a security officer aboard the Human cruiser ‘U.S.S. Thunder Bay.’ He pushed the prisoner down the corridor. The lights flickered, a sign of battle damage. The Thunder Bay had just destroyed a small ship that the prisoner had served on. The ship was no match for the plasma-weapon arrays of the Thunder Bay and to the victor goes the spoils.
You see, the prisoner they had captured was one of the most intelligent and respected scientists of his planet. He, working along with others, developed his race’s first fusion generator for use on a spaceship. Most of his current projects are classified, however… but in this era of darkness for his people, who could blame him?
“You may be correct, but I guarantee that within 48 hours there will be a distinct possibility of that changing,” Axel Qui