The Wraith

--Taking a trusting chance--

I left the room, unnoticed as the queen began speaking to one of the commanders in the room. I am unsure of the words passed, however, I stopped only a moment and observed the male puffing out his chest, raising his head high for a moment before assuming the natural bowing position towards her. I can only assume he was chosen for the position of the first commander. I followed behind the drones, watching as they carried him. Noticing as a tablet had slipped from Astors' coat. The guards completely missed it, and once the hall was cleared of them, I moved in and snatched it.

I tucked it away and made my way through the halls quickly, avoiding all that I could, and escaped to Astors' quarters. I locked myself away in the bathing room and turned on the tablet, getting through the files. It didn't take long for me to realize this was Kais'. I read through the files, searching for a way to save them both. I soon came across a collection of files that mentions several commanders who are loyal to Astor and himself. Perhaps they could help me. Perhaps not all is lost. Again I tucked away from the device within my clothing and began cleaning the room, setting it as if it were never inhabited in the first place.

As I finished off with properly folding the large comforter in its' place, the door opened and I watched as a male entered the room. With the information I now had with me, it would be best not to start any trouble. I bowed my head to him. "How may I serve you, today commander?" His eyes trailed over me, and for a long moment, he said nothing. I recognized this one. He often worked around the ship's engines and dart bay. He oversaw both areas personally, and from what I hear, he's on that not many dare to test. In fact, it was his second that was mentioned in one of the files so it would benefit me to become close with this male.

"You are the human who was placed to serve under the prisoner." He finally spoke after sweeping the room from the door. "That is correct." I watched as his head raised, content that his information was correct. "The queen had promised you to me once the male was locked away." I raised my eyebrow at him. "Then you have requested my services before. May I ask what may have piqued your interest?"

He snorted as if my question were somehow a joke. Without answering he turned on his heel and walked out, no doubt assuming I would follow. He assumed correctly. I didn't trust him. He was too relaxed. Calm. This one was strange. He held himself comfortably as if he knew me. I looked him over, his uniform was no different than others of his rank; however, uniforms have meant nothing to me since meeting Astor and Kai.

Many twist and turns later and we found ourselves in the dart bay. I admittedly have never been to this part of the ship, as there was no need before. However, I must say that it was impressive. there were bridges and pits for the ships that stretched for miles. Looking down from the walkway gave me a bit of a scare when the floor itself seemed to be hundreds of thousands of miles up, down, just about every direction you looked. I quickly caught back up with the commander and stayed very close.

We came to a stationary area filled with various computers and screens, taking in data on the ships coming and leaving along with the cargo carried. Of course, none leaving ever really has any cargo. We came to stop in front of a computer terminal, where his underling joined us. They spoke of inventory, and the conditions of many ships while I looked around, not really listening for the most part other than picking up enough to know that all ships are as they should be. "Female." I turned to see my assigned commander's second had been the one to call me. "You are to remain with me until commander returns." I rolled my eyes, " You know, in all my years of being on this star forsaken ship I have heard no other title or name to use for anyone on this ship. Do you know how confusing that gets for us humans? You say, 'what's your commander's status' and I'm left asking, 'which one?"