Dark Matter

12

When Seven opened her eyes, she was no longer in the infirmary, but inside a memory. The first thing she noticed is that Five is not here, and it seems to be one of Six's memories. The memory starts and she can hear men laughing as they entered the room. Then Six's voice rang out, but here in this memory his name is Griffin Jones.

"Woo, the look on that guy's face."

Another man spoke, "I still can't believe we got away with it."

"Yeah, there's only one possible explanation, we're the best!"

Seven watches the three of them laugh at Griffin's comment, and as they pass her, Seven feels uneasy. Now that she's here she doesn't feel like she should be. This memory isn't hers, and Five isn't here, so she shouldn't have to carry it. But Seven follows the three of them, for when she returns with Five, she ants to be able to tell Six what she saw about him. So she follows Griffin Jones and his two friends over to the windows.

"There she is," Griffin states smiling. "Take a look boys. We arrived at the statin in a shuttle, we left in that." 

Seven peers out the window that the three of the men are looking out, and sees a giant ship, possibly a freighter... maybe. Ships aren't her specialty. Though it is definitely more impressive than a shuttle.

Griffin continues, "Now that's what I call trading up!"  

They all laugh and one of the other men speak up, "No one's ever stolen a Galactic Authority destroyer before. This is gonna change everything."

"You're damn right. Now let's get a drink!"

They laugh once more, and Seven can't help but feel that these men, that Six and his friends happen to laugh excessively. Though, something occurred to her. She can't... feel anything. She doesn't know what's going to happen, or what anyone is thinking. For the first time since she lost her memories, she is alone, and afraid of what's to come. Though she pushes the feeling of fear down, and continues on, for the sake of Six.

A new man, who appeared to be waiting for Griffin and his two friends is pouring alcohol into three metal glasses for the three of them, and as he's doing so, he speaks.

"Brothers, welcome back! The general himself wanted to be here to congratulate you, but he had to return to Arrakis Sadr to coordinate our next campaign." He hands the drinks to the three of them, and lifts his own, "A toast. To the Insurrection!"

They all repeat the toast, "The Insurrection!"

Another one of the men speak after the four of them take a drink from their cups, "Has word got out, do people know what we did?"

"Are you kidding?" a second man speaks. "G.A. won't let this get out, it's too embarrassing. Any news station tries to broadcast this, they'll get shut down before they can even finish the report."

"No," Griffin answers. "This is way to big. There's no way they can keep this quiet. People everywhere are gonna hear about this, and you know what? they're going to be inspired. They're going to realize the Galactic Authority isn't invincible. They're going to open their eyes to the corruption of the corporate system, and they're going to start fighting back. This is just the beginning."

"Well said, brother."

Another man enters the room angry, "You bastard. How could you do this?"

Griffin questions the man confused, "Caleb, what's wrong?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" he asks. 

"What's he talking about?"

"See for yourself. It's all over the net."