Moonhawk

Chapter 47 - The Comeback (Final)

"Captain Pitch, five more spaceships arrived within our orbit." Zipper reported and felt a sudden shakiness. "You... You might need to check it out yourself."

Five more spaceships? The black captain snarled at that report from Zipper and wanted to know who's interrupting now. He looked at the emotional Moon who was still crying on the ground, intensely shaking out of sadness about the news from the destroyed Nightclaw. The Nightclaw was Moon's home, after all. Her home got destroyed. She couldn't believe it!

The rain from outside the building began to slowly become stronger and was heard through the ceilings and walls. The black bean let his two tentacles behind his back retreat away.

"Bane, shackle her again and make a double prison out of your bones." Captain Pitch demanded before he finally was able to leave the prison to walk up to the main bridge from the headquarters.

The black captain's slow steps got Zippers and the others attention quite quickly. The grey bean stepped aside so that Pitch could have a great view outside, to look at the new spaceships that had arrived in orbit. You could see them from out the headquarters behind the thunderstorm clouds and shield. He saw for sure how the shattered remains from the Nightclaw were still in the orbit as well, still slowly falling apart in the upper atmosphere.

A red blink on the systems got activated.

"Captain, they want to talk with you." Zipper said, but Captain Pitch became sceptical about it.

Those spaceships seemed to be strong, Captain Pitch thought for himself. He didn't want any kind of damage on his base planet. Before he could think about it more if he should activate the call or not, it opened automatically.

A screen suddenly appeared on one of the headquarters windows, and even he couldn't trust his visor who exactly he was seeing on screen.

It was Corentin.

"You actually did it, Captain Pitch." The green admiral said in a very stern and upset undertone. "You successfully killed Captain Hawk."

Whilst the admiral was announcing those news, another weird feeling ran inside Pitch's black body. He couldn't describe what kind of feeling that was. He didn't have much time to explore it.

"He's dead..." Corentin continued. "I hope you are proud of what you just did."

His voice... something in his voice made Pitch suddenly feel insecure. It's been a long while since the last time he saw him since he last heard his familiar voice. Old memories resurfaced in his mind...

"Corentin." Pitch growled quietly.

"I see... you do remember me, hm?"

Of course, the black captain did remember him. An uncomfortable feeling rose up in Captain Pitch's being. He didn't answer the questions, not yet. Because he was too overwhelmed about the current situation to even think straight.

"Pitch..." The admiral was slowly but safely beginning to lose his patience with him. "Didn't you listen to Commander Moon? I'm sure she had already told you that we are only here to bring you back home."

The others on the main bridge from the headquarters looked on, irritated at their black captain. They didn't quite understand what the green admiral was trying to say.

Pitch made another snarl in response. Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind. He turned his black body around and held one of his hands onto the systems.

He looked down as he asked: "Why?"

"Because you, Captain Pitch, you are the rightful Lord to rule over this galaxy. Kytarium needs you more than ever. If you want to believe it or not." Whilst Corentin said that fact out loud, he watched how his own members looked even more confused and irritated. Corentin understood immediately that they didn't know about that yet. He even saw how Pitch bent his body down and hung his head low.