"I should simply allow you to shut the power off, it won't blow the ship up, you'd need explosives which you most likely do not possess. No you'd disengage the door locks which would let my creatures kill you thus saving my experiment. Alas Morley has decreed you to die and so you shall, we could overload the reactor, but where's the fun in that? I've been dying to see these new high impact warheads in action and well they should more than do the job." Wix was quite satisfied, while he felt bad his experiment was about to be wiped off the map, he at least got to do the exploding, and enamor himself to Morley at the same time, it was win win. His ship was barely a spec on the horizon, space being the vast empty place it was didn't require his ship to be anywhere near the one he was going to blow up. Despite the way that contemporary medium keep showing space "battles" most of the ones Wix was aware of ended with ships never really coming into any kind of visual range, let alone right along side each other as popularly portrayed. Lorentino and Subject 13 looked disheartened, 13 kept fidgeting with the power despite his warning, he guessed she did not want to give up. Lorentino looked like crap, most likely a result of the corruption so prevalent with shifters or so Wix had read up since they identified him as one.
"Morley?" Lorentino's breathing was ragged, his voice hoarse like he had run a mile, "So this comes from the top?"
"Of course it comes from the top, I would not blow up my own experiment for the fun of it Mr. Lorentino, but we're done here, we have a seven point lock and you're out of time, you have twenty seconds, enjoy." Wix gave the order and their warheads fired, there wasn't even a noise, space was devoid of anything except blackness.
"I guess this is..." Lorentino was resolved to being exploded. He thought for a moment to try and shift to the man's ship wherever it was, but he couldn't tell if he could even make it, or if he did if he wouldn't just be crazy and end up killing everyone, but then the screen flipped to Darla and Wyse who were shouting at him.
"SHIFT LORENTINO DO IT NOW!" He grabbed a hold of Therod with his right hand, looked at the ship Darla and Wyse were in and shifted. And then he emerged in their ship, it was small and cramped, along with Darla and Wyse was a woman in all red who was locked in shackles. His blood was on fire, his mind was cracking, he felt Darla slap on shackles and then inject him with something, most likely blood it was thought if you gave someone who was going corrupt blood it could help, it didn't, he could feel the madness blowing in his mind, but his compatriots were more concerned with the Morlatech warship.
"It's arming missiles and cannons Wyse get us out of here."
"On it, but plotting a cut ain't exactly like ordering dinner, who's the red head?"
"I'll introduce myself later, we need to get out of here, I think Lorentino is dying as well." Therod had settled into a seat, the ship was fairly small, Lorentino was lucky he hadn't shifted them through it, but it was the kind of jump ship he and the hounds used all the time for short range pick ups, so he knew vaguely where to land. He could feel his mind fading and he was about to warn his compatriots when a warm hand touched his arm.
"Be at peace Lorentino." The woman in red had touched him and his mind cleared, her hand print on his arm left a redness like a first degree burn, he was about to ask her something when the ship made it's cut and Lorentino drifted into blackness.
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