MARCH ON

MARCH ON page 3

"Bishop, Bishop can you hear me?" static chopped up Jessie's voice, just a terrible connection, he laid there face down starring at the small crack in the glass of his helmet listening to her call out to him over and over, he dare not move, between the slow inching crack, the burning atmosphere and the ZX7 Bishop figured he was a dead man anyway, so he just laid there, until he heard those sweet magical words "Bish..I have re-established control of the ZX7" he immediately quit watching the growing crack, Bishop's huge heart pounded with excitement "Bish your vitals just went off the chart are you ok?" Rolling over enough to make an attempt to get the heavy suit to cooperate "like I said Jessie, my heart only beats for you" finally getting to his feet looking up at the killer drone, then he glanced back at the tore up body of Captain Forbes "wait a minute!" Bishop screamed in the microphone after putting two and two together..."Bait!" Bishop barked loud in Jessie's ear "are you serious you used me for bait?" she could feel his aggravation"Bish I can explain later...but right now we need you to get the distress beacon and resupplies your suit is somehow losing its ability to protect you, oh my god ...Bish, is your space suit damaged?" refocusing on the long spreading crack in his glass he answered her confidently "No damage..I'm good" he lied, marching though the scalding rain trying not to look at the wide crack in front of him wondering if he"ll even make it to the supplies before it's too late, but one thing is for certain somethings up, he thought to himself marching taking deep Darth Vader breaths, Bishop periodically checked with Jessie to make sure the combat drone that hoovered behind him was still on his side, Bishop marched with the drone and a sneaky suspicion that Captain Forbes won't be the last one getting played..