Some fan fiction i wrote featuring "Black Angus"
The vibrations in the deck plates changed pitch, Karl "the knife" Carver, was on his feet and running, card game forgotton. some of the greener staff exchanged startled looks, but the next lurch left no doubt in the minds of anyone, the dropship was under attack.
What was supposed to be a regular supply run and garrison exchange, was rapidly turning sour.
The knife was already halfway to the mechbays,deep in the belly of the union class dropship when the comms crackled to life and anounced they were under attack by unknown aerospace fighters. the going got slower as the captain increased the thrust and began evasive manouvers, relative gravity increased to two gee's double the comfortable one gee the ship had been pulling on the approach. walking now became a chore, a slow lurch .
Another violent lurch in the deck plates, and the lights flickered but did not go out, somewhere smoke was defeating the air scrubbers, and the air smelled of burnt wiring.
Still the Knife was first to get to the mechbays, and began the climb to the c0ckpit of his Atlas. once there he began the reactor start sequence, and took the time to slip into the heavy envirnonment suit stowed under the seat. if the ship lost power he would still be able to function for days if needed.
The Atlas's Communications systems were operational,having a battery backup built in, it was this that the Knife activated next, the general Tac-com was a confused noise as various stations relayed status to the bridge, but the Knife switched to the command frequency and listened, he could have asked for a status report, but the comms controlers were busy. he would learn all he needed to know just by listening.
Now was not the time for fight, he was strapped into 100 tons of useless metal, this battle would be won or lost, by the ships crew.
With 46 standard hours to planetfall the wait would be torture, and the news on the command channel punctuated by lurches felt even in the Atlas, indicated the battle was going badly for the dropship.
the reactor would take at least a half hour to come to "warm" status. the Knife making sure the helmet of his enviro suit was handy, settled into the chair and relaxed. a wry smile tweaked the corner of his mouth, typical he thought, first decent hand i get dealt in tonites card game, and this has to happen.
to be continued.......
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