The Seventh | A Dark Matter Fanfiction | Two (Portia Lin)

Chapter 20

Five's excited voice echoed through the hallways as she sprinted towards the bridge, her footsteps echoing off the metal walls.

"I know it! I know the code! I know the code! It's Maplethorpe!" she yelled, her face alight with triumph.

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Two emerged from the shower, her hair damp and tousled as she dried it with a towel. Another towel was wrapped securely around her body. Seven couldn't help but admire her, and as he hugged her from behind, he mumbled, "You look so good right now."

Two rolled her eyes and turned around, playfully slapping his cheek. "We have to get dressed," she reminded him, a smile tugging at her lips.

They both began to dress, the comfortable intimacy of the moment lingering. Seven tied his long, white hair into a neat ponytail. As Two finished dressing, she walked over to him, running her fingers through his silky hair. "You know, your hair is longer than mine," she teased, scratching the nape of his neck.

Seven smirked. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were seducing me."

Two chuckled softly. "Oh please, if I were seducing you, I'd be taking my clothes off, not putting them...on."

Unable to resist, Seven pulled her in for a deep kiss. Two nudged him off gently, placing a comm in her ear and handing one to him.

"What do you want, Six?" Seven called out, sensing Six's presence even without turning around.

"Don't stop on my account," Six replied, having been standing silently in front of their room.

"Did you need anything?" Two asked, her tone shifting to business.

"Five figured out the code to the mystery room," Six informed them, a note of excitement in his voice.

"You're kidding," Seven said, his eyes widening in surprise.

"And we're about to open it, but if you two have something better to do..."Six chuckled.

Two finished buckling her holster and walked past the two men with purpose. "Let's go," she commanded.

Seven shook his head in amusement, exchanging a glance with Six as they followed her down the corridor.

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In front of the imposing vault door, the crew of the Raza gathered, their anticipation palpable as they awaited access to the secrets locked away within. Five's fingers danced across the keypad, inputting the intricate code that would grant them entry. With a mechanical whir, the vault door began to creak open, revealing only a narrow gap, just enough for them to squeeze through.

Three's brow furrowed in disappointment. "That's it?"

Five shrugged,"I think that's as far as it'll go."

Six let out a frustrated sigh. "Why's everything on this ship so much work?"

With cautious steps, the crew entered the dimly lit vault, their senses alert for any sign of danger. They fanned out, exploring every nook and cranny, their flashlight beams cutting through the darkness.

Two's voice broke the silence. "Clear," she declared, her voice echoing softly in the confined space.

The Android approached the malfunctioning control panel, her mechanical fingers deftly prying open the cover. "The panel appears to be malfunctioning," she reported.

Two rolled her eyes, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "Of course it is."

The Android's metallic voice remained calm. "Give me a moment."