Walters loved being in charge, the power of being able to do what he wanted was a freedom he had never had under Wix. Sure working for Morlatech was all about supporting an evil corporation that conducted at the very least extremely unethical experiments to further their creepy robotic overlords unnatural life. But for Walters at least now he was in charge! His first task from the top was to clean up the project he and Wix had been involved in. Which meant salvaging the wreck where the biologicals had been created. Walters was moderately surprised that the Imperial military had not shown up there, he would have thought based on the incident it provoked they would have at least wanted to check it out, but they weren't, it was just Walters and his salvage crew. He hadn't brought any of warbots with him, just some salvage technicians.
"Is there anything?" Walters had been out there for about a day, his people tried using drones to search through the wreckage, but they had been mostly unsuccessful in locating anything, so he had sent men in suits out there before calling the whole thing a wash, best not to disappoint Mr. Morley.
"No sir, there is just twisted metal here, between the missiles and the reactor nothing survived."
"All right come back in."
"Wait I see something." And then the technicians com signal and vital signs flat lined. Walter panic'd, he wanted to pull the ship away from the wreck immediately, but he didn't know how to move a ship and most of the people who piloted the ship were outside of it. He saw as their health signs all blinked down to zero. Walters tried to figure out the controls, but wasn't fast enough, he heard the creatures before he felt the pierce of one of their tendrils. With his dying thought Walters was just surprised they could live without oxygen, he didn't know they could do that.
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