Betrayal

Chapter Three

Near the wreckage of Democratic medical frigate 283, on a ship to investigate

"General Isle, you are nearing the coordinates where we lost contact with the medical frigate 283." The comm said. The person on the comm logged off.

"Strategically, this attack doesn't make any sense." Trickshot pointed out.

"Unless...they were after something specific."

"Six." Trickshot breathed.

"I'm going over there." Isle walked to the window, looking at the broken frigate as it came closer.

"We'll come with you, sir." Rush said. Isle didn't disagree, so they got into gear and lined the ship up against the wreckage of the frigate.

What they could see through the airlock was a floating hunk of metal, the red emergency light still on. A body drifted by. Trickshot made sure to steered clear, pulling himself into what was left of the frigate.

There were dead bodies, and but no Six. They searched again, flashlights sweeping the hold, but they came up empty.

"Someone must be responsible for what happened to Six."

"It's possible. The only thing we know is that they went great lengths to capture him."

"But...why?"

"Maybe they're trying to cover up what happened to Six. Maybe they don't want us to know."

"That's a reasonable theory." Isle went to a piece of glass that was from the cockpit, and inspected it. "Spider droids."

Trickshot glided himself closer. There were unmistakable holes in the glass, one that could only be made by a spider droid's drill.

"We have to go get him back." Rush insisted. Isle glided back into the frigate, and floated in the air for a moment.

"I don't disagree with you, but it'll only be the three of us going in."

"We have to. We can't just leave him." The General glided back to their ship without another word, and they followed.

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"The shuttle will drop us off short of the main hangar, then we're on our own from there." He paused and looked at Rush. "Are you picking anything up from Six's tracker?"

"I've got a faint signal," Trickshot interrupted, "but it's hard to trace. It's moving."

"Then we better hurry." He motioned for the pilot to fly faster, and they shot off toward the hulking mass of a Monocracy ship.

They neared it, and the shuttle glided along the side of the ship, the lights along the walls flashing by. They went for a dive, going to the main hangar bay that was below them.

The pilot lined the shuttle against the wall of the ship, the hangar bay just out of sight. General Isle put on his helmet and waited by the back doors.

After the pilot had stabilized, the back doors opened, and Rush went out first.

They spacewalked for a few minutes, coming closer and closer to the hangar. "I've got a better signal. Six is definitely there." Trickshot announced. They began to climb to the rim of the hangar bay, and the pilot closed the doors and lifted off, after seeing that they were okay.

They poked their heads just over the rim, and beholding the sight of rows upon rows of commando droids, some milling around, others just standing still. A few humans walked around, armed with guns.