3051- Part 2 Scitch stood in the center of the circle of soldiers in a cramped elevator as it slowly descended deep below the surface of Irk. The general stood in front of the circle, and every soldier had their gun pointed directly at Scitch's head. The defective was slumped over, eyeing every Irken in the elevator and shifting her wrists uncomfortably in their shackles. A rectangular device was clamped over her pak to prevent her from using it. Scitch jumped as the elevator jerked to a halt. The doors slid open to reveal the warden of this section of the prison and a mass of guards behind him. The general stepped out of the elevator and the soldiers directed Scitch out as well. She kept her head bowed slightly, a look of hatred on her face. "This must be the infamous Scitch," said the warden in an almost mocking tone. Scitch didn't shift her gaze from the floor.
3051 - Part 1 Scitch stared intently at the computer screen in front of her. The screen was the only source of light in the darkened room aside from several smaller screens around the walls. Scitch watched the immense rows of information scroll past her. None of it was what she was looking for. Vessel schematics, details on the newest weaponry, the latest promotions? No such luck. Instead, she was finding invader reports and hatchery information. Scitch kicked the desk in front of her in frustration. Possibly a bad move, but thankfully the sound didn't attract any attention. The rebel defective was standing in an empty operations room in the middle of a military base on Irk. She had slipped inside with difficulty, but Urg and Lima's information had at least made it possible. Urg had also given Scitch all the knowledge she needed to hack into the computer systems. She was alon
Bait Ral Lar had only just managed to fall asleep despite the sore pain in his freshly broken leg. The infirmary bed wasnt very comfortable either. Everyone was in their rooms, most likely asleep as well. Even Scitch had retired to her quarters for the night to do whatever she did when she was alone. Probably beat herself against a mirror. The infirmary was completely silent except for the soft sound of the snow crunching outside. That silence was what helped lull Ral into a comfortable state of unconsciousness. It seemed to him that he had only been asleep a few minutes before something interrupted his rest by coming down around his mouth. High-strung as usual, he jerked awake, but his scream was stifled by the hand clamped over his mouth. A soft sssshhhhh issued from the darkness. As Rals eyes adjust
A Conversation With Oneself It was somewhere around the middle of the night on Icecubia. Just about everyone had gone to their quarters for the night. Even Ral, who usually stayed up all night with Scitch, keeping himself up with caffeinated tea, had gone to bed. Only because Scitch had forced him to though. The only sound in the entire Resisty outpost was the clink of tools in the infirmary as Jex went over her supplies. She always did regular supply checks. She hated running low on anything in case there was a desperate need for it. With an exhausted sigh, Scitch shut down the computer she had been working on and slid out of her chair. She'd read through the new information a thousand times, but nothing useful had come out of it. She figured it was time to give it a rest and get her eyes off the screen for a while. She trudged down the hallway and opened the door to her quarters as soon as she reached it. Walking through the doo
Shadows - Part 6 Once again, Rit laughed at the looks on the rebels' faces. The expressions of surprise and fear were the reason he loved his job so much. "So, you thought you could just escape as easily as that?" "Who ever said we thought it would be easy?" Scitch sneered, proving that she hadn't been entirely lost to her weak condition. Rit ignored her, "Though you did manage to get the Zathian aboard without my notice." He indicated the guard. "Tell me, who's body had he taken?" "He hadn't taken it yet when you captured us," Scitch replied defensively. "I should have known it was you, Scitch. The fact you didn't try to smash my face in the instant I came within ten feet should have been enough of a clue." Rit laughed again. "Though you've never been very successful at that anyway, have