Chapter 14 -Restock
#13 of Dusk to Dawn
Chapter 14 - Restock
"ETA is forty-five seconds until we drop out of Slip Space," Becka warned.
"Thanks, Becka, prep the ship for final docking runs after we're granted permission," Skye commanded.
"Aye, preparations complete," she replied.
Forty seconds later, the Shroud of Shadows, Prospect of Intent and Cassiopeia emerged from the slip space portal which had torn itself out of the fabric of space twenty-five kilometers from the Aztex; a ship yard/supply station orbiting the planet.
"We've received permission to dock, already plotted a course, we will be attached to the Aztex in one minute," Becka reported.
"Good job, get everyone ready for their assignments, crew need to gather supplies, weapons, and begin re-calibrating our shields so that we can confuse the Draconians in battle." Skye ordered.
"Already underway," Becka replied.
"Okay, I'll be going planet side to the city to check out what we can get in terms of reinforcements," Skye informed.
"Team Black departing, Lieutenant Jackson has the con," Becka's cool voice echoed throughout the ships corridors and quarters.
The Stealth Prowler, lurched forwards quickly over taking the larger, slower flag ships as it raced towards the planet.
"We're approaching the atmosphere now," Evan reported.
"All right then, set the ship to stealth as we land near the village, no need for them to have a reason to snoop around." Skye reasoned.
"Aye," ETA, thirty seconds," Evan responded.
The Prowlers hull shimmered silver and then faded to a transparent reflection of what passed behind it, as it landed in a small clearing in the forest.
"So if this is alliance territory, why are we sneaking around?" Evan asked.
"Well, it is Alliance, but some people are just all nice and helpful on the outside, and are only in things for money, sex, drugs. Not all of us want the same thing for the word, especially the mercenaries who are hunting across these planets. They look for morphs and capture them, take them either to Joey, or they just kill them; torture them to death." Skye explained.
"Oh..." Evan's voice cracked, as he shook in place a little bit.
"Don't worry about it buddy," Spencer smiled pulling Evan into a tight embrace, his hands cupping Evan's tight bubble butt.
"I see someone's getting a little more comfortable around Evan," Alex teased.
"Shut up!" Spencer shoved Alex into Skye.
"Hey, why get me involved in this?" Skye smirked, shaking a branch on a nearby tree, letting a good pile of snow land on Spencer's head, some running down his back.
"Ass! That's co.. co cold," Spencer stuttered.
"Aww no colder then your heart!" Alex grinned.
"Ouch!" Spencer grinned.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A voice rang out from behind them.
Skye, Alex, Spencer and Evan all spun on their heels; since they were in their street clothes, not armor they played it cool.
"Whose there?" Alex mock whimpered.
"Aren't you boys a little young to be wondering around the forest this late in the evening?" a man grinned, stepping out from the shadows followed by four others.
"I think were old enough to go for a walk alone," Evan replied.
"Are you sure? You might get cold, and who would warm you up?" the man replied.
"I hate perverts," Alex thought to the other three.
"I know, why don't you four come back to our house and well get you warmed up, maybe a nice hot shower." The second man suggested.
"Why don't you five go back home alone, and figure out another way to get four boys in bed." Skye spat.
"What did you just say to me punk?" The second retorted.
"I said stay the fuck away from us!" Skye shouted.
"All right, we were going to play nice, but since you boys wont co-operate, I'm going to have to be mean about this." The man grinned, pulling out a pistol.
"Is that supposed to scare us?" Spencer snapped.
"Well it should, considering that if one of you four makes a wrong move, ill rest this bullet in Mr. Golden locks here," the man boomed, pointing his gun at Evan.
"You wouldn't dare!' Skye shouted.
"Well since I see that we can't resolve this peacefully, I guess the boss would be happy with three fuck toys over four." He grinned, as he aimed at Evan's chest and pulled the trigger.
A loud bang echoed around the forest, scaring several birds from their nests, leaving the nine of them standing there.
The man was staring with a look of horror as Evan ripped his now torn hoodie off his bare chest.
"You son of a bitch!" Spencer and Skye shouted at the same time.
"Tell me you did not just shoot me!" Evan whimpered. Still not sure of all his morph powers.
"What the hell, what are you?" the man shrieked.
"Someone, who needs to put an end to the likes of you!" Evan shouted., his human form converting his focus into his morph.
Bright blue flames mixed with white flecks erupted around Evan, a golden scaled dragon emerging.
"What the fuck! Run!" the leader shouted.
"I don't think so," Skye taunted, as he flipped his wrist at them, causing them to fly backwards into a tree each.
"How are you holding us, who are you?" the leader shouted.
"You're worst nightmare," Skye replied.
At that moment, Evan unleashed an enormous bellow, which echoed off the cliffs surrounding the forest; he drew in a deep breath, the golden flames already building at the back of his throat.
"No please! Don't"! The second shrieked.
"You had your chances, you chose a life or sin, and sex, not a particularly good choice if I may say so myself," Spencer rebutted.
Alex, Skye and Spencer each, ignited one of their hands in their own colour of flames, focusing on their goal. Evan released first, engulfing two men in one ball of flames which quickly fizzed out after passing through where the two men had been; a quick and instantaneous death.
"Please don't!" their leader pleaded again.
"Too late." Skye replied.
However, Skye, Spencer and Alex each thrust their hands out, sending their fire darting to their targets, instantly turning them to ash.