Purple
This was an entry for a story contest, the results of which are going to be announced tomorrow 4/12/2022. This was my first attempt at serious writing and for a contest so I hope people enjoy :)
Purple
Chapter 1:
Purple, the color of alien blood, splattering in a wide arc as Albion brought her electrified baton down in a crushing blow against the side of the Avian creature's head. His beak breaking, fragments flying through the air, his ocular cavity collapsing as she caved his head in, a sickening crunch audible as she caved the hollow bones of the crow like aliens head in.
Her suit was slaked with the blood of a dozen species, the battery on her baton had long since died, her riot shield badly fractured, a crow bar and a broken hatchet from blocked blows sat still visible, wedged into broken gaps of the shields front.
The Glitterband was considered to be a great assignment, great pay, great food, great sex, great benefits, every possible desire and fantasy you could find a provider from one species or another whether it was drugs or fucking or getting fucked by certain types of xeno species. Today however was not an enviable one.
She hated it all however, bitter over a life in which she never knew her father, and her mother failed utterly to raise her when she hatched. A life where she was never given a true opportunity to decide her own future, always railroaded from one destination to another as she had been marooned in the system.
She always stood out in many districts, a bipedal humanoid skink woman always did, her species weren't too common in this region of the galaxy. This worked for and against as she received many an offer from xenophiles and assholes, her continually aggravated, apathetic demeanor mixed with vicious bouts of violence were serving her well today however.
What at first seemed like a violent outburst by a consistently agitated population caused by a multitude of factors from species, ethnic, economic, political or religious reasons that populated the massive orbital city quickly spiraled out of control, seemingly becoming a riot, then civil insurrection. At least that's what it appeared like at first, it had happened numerous times before so many would assume the same for this round, well... at first.
As the security forces battled it became apparent other actors were at play, this became blatant when that same species that started agitating launched an incursion into the system, using freighters to smuggle forces onto the orbital station, the riot had been nothing more than a distraction to draw attention and resources while the same security tasked with fighting it, would now have to fight an alien militaries take over attempt.
Her radio constantly buzzed with all manner of communications, the stimulants in her system making things clear yet at the same time so tiring, so foggy in different ways, the interior of her helmet filled with the fumes from a combat drug in aerosol form that was mixed with the independent air supply, her breath fogged the visor as its displayed overlaid information over the world she looked upon. It all resulted in an eerie sight, through the visor a foggy mist was visible through which two bioluminescent purple eyes were seen, illuminating the normally mundane visor in a weak dull purple glow.
Every few seconds the suits sensors sent out a pulse similar to a sonar, it worked in conjunction with the thermals to create a ghostly visage of the world around her, the echolocation mapping the environment while the thermals highlighted various species. It was badly needed, the entire sector was blanketed in a thick sickening haze of black and white smoke, industrial chemicals that had leaked due to damage, dust and ash.
Some of it around her while much of it rained down from above, the roof of the area contained a city just as large as the section she stood in, gravity was trivial, an entire set of buildings and people were inverted directly above her, a layer of other structures, some physically attached or constructed in some manner while others floated freely, everything glittered with the light of a thousand fires, lights and gunshots.
The entire situation felt so surreal as she cracked another civilian's skull, she fell to the ground with a dull thud and a splash as she landed in a puddle of greasy water mixed with coagulated blood. More bodies were added by other officers, for hours they had been at this, forced to withdraw, to contract their line and consolidate on key locations.
She watched as one rioter ran through the crowd, using his momentum to hurtle a bag into a line of riot officers after which he threw himself to the ground, a loud explosion sounded as whatever was in the bag detonated, the results spoke for themselves as bodies and rubble were added as decorations to the surroundings.
The pressure wave of the explosion had knocked her off her feet along with most others. Albion staggered up, using her shield to prop herself up, through the haze she could see through the viewing windows that gave the station population a view of the planet and galaxy at large, a tear in reality had just formed, the world suddenly going black and white as a cruiser, an enemy cruiser ripped its way through the wormhole, the wormhole closing violently, the station shuddering as the residual energy exploded outward in every direction, the color draining in the surrounding environment to just that of a bright white as parts of the city buckled. Sound became a muffled blur till there was no sound. The light was crippling, blurring everything as she saw nothing but white.
Chapter 2
The light was blinding, the horny lizard looking away from the ceiling, she made a note to drop the intensity of the ceiling lights as she turned her attention back to a series of monitors and controls. Sitting back in her chair as she watched them intently, not for crime or disturbances but instead people's bedrooms and in a few instances closets, maintenance tunnels and in a few instances camera's that showed "Anonymous" strangers at some of the more popular glory holes.
She sat there completely nude with the exception of a skintight neckband choker, a heavy set of nupple piercings bouncing as she masturbated to the various live feeds of various station residents fucked, the skintight space suit she usually wore had been peeled off and sat on the floor beside her, a few empty vodka bottles sitting under the console while she focus'ed in on a male reptile, he had a perfect body, she could see every detail as he pushed into some lucky bitch, her cries of passion audible as his ridged bitch breaker of a cock turned her mind to jelly.
She fantasized about being that cockwhore, she was a size queen herself and right now she had a massive craving for something big and thick, unfortunately there was a lack of male presence in the room so she made due, using her long dextile tail to grasp an empty bottle off the floor, grasping it with a hand as she spread her legs, propping them up on the console edge as she started to use the bottle as a makeshift sex toy.
Her mouth hung open, her tongue lulling as it pushed it, she tried to match the other reptiles movements as she watched him breed some whore, the cold glass of the bottle made her shiver, the sound of dripping eventually becoming audible as her own juices started to run down the insides of her thighs and pooled on her seat before dripping onto the metal floor.
It wasn't enough though, she needed to feel him, she used her free hand to grasp a set of goggles from her console, slipping them on, the ai asked for a few instructions, she was all too eager to provide them. Her world quickly blacked out for a moment before it was fully rebuilt around her as the ai immersed her fully in a virtual reality, she found herself staring that tasty reptile in the eyes as his hips slapped against her ass, his clawed hands digging into her hips while one of her legs was wrapped around his waist, the other hooked over a shoulder, her tail wrapping around one of his thighs as he slammed her back up against the wall with each thrust. She could feel every ridge, every spine that ran the length of his delicious shaft, she gave a small directive to the system ai to pull the lizards file, she wanted more of him, she'd have to dig through his files to find some way to interact with him, even if it meant arresting him for a questionable charge at best. More importantly she pulled the files for the whore he was fucking back in reality, she used her security clearance to put a red mark and a black list on her, considering simply deleting her from the system in entirety, depersoning her and rendering her a non citizen with no rights, as she mulled this he delivered a harsh thrust, the pointed tip of his dragon like cock slamming into both woman in reality and in the constructed reality, it was all motivation she needed to delete that now nameless slut from the system, removing the obstacle.
Her thoughts eventually drifted to the back of her mind, instead consumed with lust, he was a master lover, he knew exactly when to thrust, when to take a tender touch, when to choke her as he savaged her pussy. Breeding season made this so much worse, just the feeling of him running his massive powerful claws over her smooth scaly body, his claws clicking against her scales.
He could have her, he would just have to ask for it and she'd lick his cum from the floor if he asked, she'd clean his cock, worshiping it for hours...
But with that it was over, he finished inside the other girl in reality and thus within Albion in her virtual world. She could feel a hot rush as a flood of reptilian seed filled her, he was pumping it into her by what felt like the gallons, she wished it was more than a virtual experience as her womb was violated. The Purple eyed skink orgasming hard, collapsing it her chair, the bottle slipping from her grasp and cracking on the metal floor, her arms hanging limply at her sides while she caught her breathe, letting out a small sigh as the virtual world dimmed, shutting down until the interface had disconnected leaving her in a mostly isolated state, her touch, her taste, her smell and her vision all still linked to the system but her hearing still bringing in outside info, mostly the hum of computer server banks.
She sat there for a bit, thinking to herself, partially disconnecting her sense of taste and smell from the system, using a hand to momentarily finger herself before bringing it up to her mouth, the scent of his cum simulated to her, then the taste as she started licking the fingers, slipping them in past her lips as she started to suck upon them, diligently cleaning them with her slimy forked tongue till she suddenly heard something that didn't belong, the voice of another person... one of her fellow security
"I see you found yourself a new boyfriend, too bad you're the only one aware of said "Relationship." Saw quite a bit there, including what you did to his other girlfriend~"
Albion snatched the headset off, turning around in her seat to look back over her shoulder. Her favorite coworker sat there, leaning back against the wall, his 14 inch cock hanging between his legs, excess cum still dripping from the tip, a messy splattered puddle of his Draconic seed lay spread across the floor beneath and in front of him,he still had a hand slowly stroking himself as he gave her a smug look.
The skink rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair and swiveling slightly so she was facing towards him, her athletic body sprawled out in it.
"She deserves it, as for you, you're one to talk, getting off to people who aren't even aware of you." He stuck his tongue out at her, mocking making a handjob motion with one hand. "It's no fun if I don't abuse my security clearance, speaking of which I need you to pull the surveillance data for a few areas for a progressing investigation then I'm off for the night."
She looked at him with a death glare, not at the request, but the fact he was off for the night, she had been working back to back shifts to help monitor the increasing unrest on the station yet he got 26 hours off of every 36 each day.
"You've only been on the clock since half rotation." He raised an eye ridge "And? "She was silent for a moment "Fucker I've been working since 2 full rotations" To which he had a short simple reply "Your point?"
Her eyes narrowed "We both know I deserve a few hours of sleep"
He laughed at her statement, walking over and picking up an energy drink from a cooler by the wall and tossing it to her "And we both know your a massive fucking time thief, if your not getting drunk then your fucking yourself while abusing the surveillance system, if your so intent on sleep though, perhaps you'd accept a little deal"
"What kind of deal" He ran a hand over his shaft as she asked
"It's been such a hard day, so stressful, I could use just the smallest bit of relief... Perhaps If I receive it we can trade timeslots~"
It took her only a minute to consider, he'd have to take the next twelve hours but she could get out of the room and to bed, she'd have to run a quick couple of hours in one of the wards taking care of various complaints and calls but it felt like no choice at all.
She slid up from her chair, opening a drawer and digging out a pack of condoms, tossing them to him while walking over to him, she pressed her hands to his chest, helping him to slide his skin tight suit off, letting it drape around his ankles. He smiled as he grasped one of the skinks legs, lifting it so it was propped against his shoulder, his big thick ridged dick rubbing between her thighs, just the sensation made her bite her lower lip, he took a painfully long time to slip the condom on, she nearly drooled with anticipation, yet was mad that he had so much control in that moment and was well aware of it. She looked up to the ceiling grasping one of the lower hanging pipes and lifting herself, letting him hook her other leg over his other shoulder. His powerful hands took hold of her and with one fluid thrust his shaft was planted inside of her, her cry filling the room, echoing through some of the vents, some maintenance pleb probably hearing it a couple sub levels down as they started to fuck.
It quickly became animalistic,the breeding season had started and she had yet to have her needs met, the virtual world only helped so much, her co workers scent was enticing, her train of thought however was interrupted with each thrust, his years of physical training showing as he used that masculine body to pound her into submission. She fought hard to keep her grip on the pipes above as he ravaged her cunt, her pussy was tight, nearly as tight as a vyce. Each time he pulled out it took nearly as much effort as when he thrust forth, the warm wet walls of her cunt clinging tightly to the ridges that ran along his cock.
His stamina was immense, every second feeling like minutes, the minutes like hours as they engaged in what was to be some of the filthiest raunchy and rough sex possible considering the circumstances, mid fuck the lights changed as part of the space stations natural day light cycle, their intensity dimming immensely, the two of them wreathed in more shadow than light as they writhed. She turned her head slightly as she leaned her head down, kissing him messily, her slimy tongue leaving long streaks of saliva, she was interrupted mid kiss when she felt him tense him, a shiver shooting up the males spine as he let out a feral growl, slamming into her one final time, filling the condom with a gargantuan cumshot, not slowing in the slightest however, she however was thoroughly drained, her grip failing as she dropped down, he let her fall, though he kept a tight grip on her hips, the female skink now laying partially on the floor as her partner switched positions, grasping her ankles and rolling her onto her upper back, folding her into a mating press.
He made it clear just how above her he was right now as he took a moment to spit on her mid thrust, a massive glob of his saliva landing across her face, much of it in her open mouth, the rest splattered across various spots including both of her eyes, forcing her to close both eyes as she was partially blinded by the stinging fluid, that fucking prick knew his saliva contained a painful toxin. Her eyes and the interior of her mouth felt as if they were wreathed in flames, her tongue going numb, blocking her ability to speak, she felt weak, already exhausted now she could not see nor could she even protest vocally, the thought of all this made her cum, her pussy clamping down on him, drawing out a second orgasm as he aggressively pushed against the new resistance.
After a few minutes as the two finally found a momentary respite he pulled out, in an instant a messy flood of lizard cum dripped from her cunt as he stood up over her, his shaft thoroughly soaked in it, excess dripping down onto her already wet body, that cheap condom having evidently not been worth what little she had paid for it as her partner took a moment to grasp the shredded rubber, pulling it off, he simply dropped it on top of her, letting it fall right on her face. "Suck out what's left~", to emphasize she had little choice he stepped on her, planting a boot atop one of her tits to hold her down till she had complied.
Her mouth was still numb, her attempts to suck the cum from the broken rubber proving to be rather clumsy, instead the skink accidentally swallowed it, an act that caused her dominant friend to laugh loudly. "Nice, you dumb bitch, I know your cum hungry but fuck", she didn't share his humor regarding the situation as she coughed, a few drops of cum flying from her open mouth before landing on her own tits.
Things were far from over however as her partner stepped over to the console she usually sat at, keying in a few commands, after a moment things started to slowly float off the floor along with Albion, her partner stuck firmly to the floor, he still had his boots, he had activated the maglocks. He pulled a stimulant injection from the desk, injecting himself in the neck before he tossed the empty auto injector, sending it floating off to the corner of the room while the newly invigorated lizard grabbed a hold of the floating skinks tail, manhandling her into a convenient position, her back pressed to his chiseled chest and her ass to his crotch, his cock resting firmly between her ass cheeks. He snickered as he unleashed the mah locks now that he had her where he desired her, joining her in zero gravity as he pushed into her ass.
Albions eyes slowly rolled into the back of her head as he was even more brutal this time around. He kept a firm grip on her tail base, the other reaching up to grab hold of the back of her choker, yanking on both in tandem with each thrust, making sure to keep a proper rhythm so they stayed floating in the center of the room without catapulting themselves off towards one of the walls. Leftover cum and saliva floated in the air around them, he knew the things she liked so he was all too eager to indulge in them as he tightened his grasp on her choker, cutting off her air supply for progressively longer amounts of time, her throat bulging against the tight fitting material of the choker as her body unconsciously gasped for breath.
Mid fuck he used a clawed finger to add a tally mark to the massive canvas of tally marks that covered her ass thighs and various other area's, he wasn't the only one to conquer her but he had by far one of the largest tallies and he intended to keep it that way, adding the cross to complete the most recent set of five.
His satisfaction only driving him onward, he hadn't had enough time to properly recover from the first two sessions however, his refractory period was tiny but not that tiny, as a result another orgasm came on, albeit a fraction of the first two but it put most of the men on the station to shame as he unloaded in her ass, pulling out mid way as he came, letting the remainder splatter across her ass, painting her ash colored scales white.
He let go over her after the last splurt, like the true asshole he was he had to relish in the moment just a little more, reactivating the mag locks on his boots, once he was on the floor once against he took his time, Albion was going nowhere, he sat in her chair, watching her float then turning to the monitors, spying on the same station residents his colleague always did, he took the liberty of opening her oldest and costliest bottle of alcohol a brand that was banned for consumption by 95 percent of the station residents, something that only made it better as he poured himself a glass, drinking as he mulled things over, as he basked in the afterlight of their messy sex. When he was done and he noticed she was starting to stir .He cruelly turned the gravity back on, letting her fall 10 feet to the floor with a harsh thud, a boot landing on her head in the process.
She took some time but eventually she rolled over, glaring at him only for him to reply with a simple gesture, beckoning her over, his messy cock on full display as he sat relaxed in the chair, leaning over to one side with his other arm propped up on the arm rest as he rested the side of his head against his hand. The sight was delicious looking, he was backlit by the light of the monitors, his cock glistening in the light as she clumsily crawled to him, planting her face between his legs, kissing him right on his balls, she left a massive set of lip marks, her purple lip stick contrasting heavily against the pale scales of his balls.
She ran her tongue up from the base of his cock to the tip, she had first had her cunt ravaged, now she had gone ass to mouth as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, he motivated her further by pressing a hand to the top of her head and pushing down till her chin was pressed to his balls, she left a long messy smear of purple down the entirety of his cock as she diligently started to clean it of everything but the purple, a simple cleaning wasn't enough for him however as he held both sides of her head, face fucking her, this time he took it slow, he wanted her to remember this moment as he stretched her jaws each time he forced her to deep throat.
His cock throbbing heavily, whenever he felt he was getting too close he slowed, both to tease her in addition to his own pleasure. Eventually however he was generous to give her a parting gift in the part of a meal to go, the prepackaged stuff was garbage compared to what was natural, though whether or not a gallon of cum counted as a meal was debatable to some as he pressed into the warm wet depths of her throat, he was too big however, the sound of her choker straining till it loudly snapped. He brought a hand down, grabbing her by the throat, he could feel his cock each time he pushed in, getting the benefits of jerking himself off and the reptilian sluts mouth as he pushed himself closer. A hardy sigh leaving his lips as he casually dumped his fourth cumshot of their little encounter down her throat, the hot thick substance filling her stomach.
He let her simply drink most of it however when he felt his orgasm was nearing its end he pulled out, holding her mouth open, letting the remainder shoot into her open mouth.
"Don't Swallow... Yet"
She followed his orders without resistance, her mouth hanging open as cum pooled into it till it was about to spill out, the last couple of drops adding to it here and there. He let her sit there with her mouth full for an entire minute.
"Swallow~" With one gulp she downed it all, panting after as she finally got to get a proper breath.
Their little encounter was invigorating, but it also meant she'd have to hurry as she had even less time now, she was an expert at not only getting out of her suit but into it, she hadn't bothered to clean herself off of the cum and saliva that coated her scalie frame, the inside of her suit feeling sticky, clinging even more tightly to her than usual as she geared up for her sweep of the ward.
"Parting favor?~"
She turned to see her partner bent over the console, his tail lifted, a knee up on the end of the console as he used a hand to spread his ass cheeks, that same smug look on his face as he looked back over his shoulders at her. She humored him, getting on her knees, running her tongue at first across the back of his balls, then along his taint till she gave a long deep lick over his asshole. She stopped for a moment to apply a fresh set of her bright purple lipstick, planting a firm kiss around the rim of his hole, her tongue sliding up his ass for just a moment before she got back up.
"Have fun stuck here for the rest of the cycle asshole"
She said in a cynical and sarcastic tone as she walked to the door, her hips swaggering as she gave him the finger back over her own shoulder.
"I will, I think I'll start by watching footage of your twin sister getting her brains fucked out... You know, for "Security" reasons" His words practically dripped with a caustic snark tone as he replied while she ran her badge over the console beside the door and exited.
She moved rather quickly stopping by the cantina and grabbing a quick meal bar and an obscenely expensive coffee, lighting herself a cigarette as she arrived at the ward she had been so generously gifted patrol of for the next few hours, she was immediately hit with thoughts of whether or not this was a bad trade however as she ran into some shrill harpy of a woman, her red feathers were puffed up in annoyance, her beak clicking loudly as she spoke loudly, rattling off a million complaints about trivial things, then laying into Albion about why she couldn't do something about an act that wasn't regulated and committed by someone else in a private residence down whatever counted as a street in the ward. Her words only felt like they got louder, Albion had long since stopped listening to her as she stood there holding her drink and her cigarette, her eyes drifting up to look at a building wreathed in a bright lit sign, staring at it for a painfully long time as she drifted off into imagining she was elsewhere, her hearing had become little more than a muffled blur till she herald nothing at all, her vision blurring till she saw nothing but white.
Chapter 3
She stirred, her body felt numb as her hearing slowly returned, her vision clearing up, color returning to the world. There was a hissing noise, the heads up display of her visor glitching, a massive set of cracks spider webbed across the transparent material, the combat drug and stale air inside her helmet was slowly venting out, not at such a speed as to be immediately dangerous but she would need to address it soon.
It took her a moment but she remembered, looking up only to see the cruiser right as it opened fire, a barrage of missiles accompanied with precise hits of an exotic alien direct energy fire weapon. Much of it hit the station, causing everything to shake violently, a handful of well aimed shots however hit a series of outer layer habitat pods and civilian ships, freighters, yachts, liners, even a hospital and relief vessel, all of them going up in a series of bright explosions, in an instant a cloud of shrapnel from the remains of those various space borne objects filled the orbit of the planet, a wave of metal traveling at relativistic speeds tore into countless other ships, other orbital cities, orbiting habitats. With one act the Glitter Band had become a monumental act of indiscriminate genocide.
As the power of the station flickered she saw the hangers of the cruiser open, drop ships deploying to join the troops that had already infiltrated using civilian freighters. She looked for her teammates, seeing her favorite partner, he was leaning against what was left of a wall, looking at what she saw, they were both about to reach out to each other via communications
It was at that moment her broken HUD came to life, orders had been issued from central command, everyone on security knew what they would be considering what had been happening the last few days and now with the presence of a cruiser in orbit. The Glitterband was an important location, it occupied a vital location along shipping lanes, both the stations in orbit and the planet itself contained massive stores of supplies, materials, oxygen, fuel, ammunition, enough to act as a forward staging zone for many further incursions, it was no surprise when the screen before her eyes read out orders that would make most hesitate.
All Forces Priority Message
Execute Directives
Deactivation Of Life All Life Support Systems Station Wide.
Deactivate Oxygen Supplies.
Deactivate All Breathable Life Support Systems for All Species Listed As Being Present Within Glitterband.
Deactivate All Water Supplies.
Deactivate Power In All Marked Wards.
Deactivate Gravity In All Marked Wards.
Deactivate All Air Locks at Marked Junctions.
VENT 100% OF ATMOSPHERE STATION WIDE.
Stand By For Further Directives.
In an instant it was clear, millions were about to die, not to the enemies hands but their own, the people they were tasked with protecting, they now considered a liability in the accomplishment of their other task, protecting the Glitterband. She looked to her partner, the two only managing to give a nod to each other before they suddenly found themselves in the air along with everything else, one of the other security detachments had remotely deactivated the gravity in their ward. She tried to use her boots, they failed. The energy pulse from the cruiser exiting warp space had badly damaged the delicate components in certain parts of the security forces suits. Her partner was in a similar situation, this was bad if gravity was being deactivated, the same team that could control that would quite possibly and very soon seal all the primary air locks and vent systems to the ward then vent it, it meant they were living on borrowed time. She keyed in a few commands on her suit, the back pack she wore didn't just provide a basic shield, power, and life support. It included a basic jet pack for maneuvering in zero gravity. Thankfully it sparked to life, at least partially, one of the blows earlier seemed to have affected its ability to control trajectory, she tried to compensate by reaching out with her left hand, firing a magnetic grapple into the side of a building and using it to swing herself in the direction she needed to go, sending herself hurtling past her partner. He matched her actions after watching, following her as they flew through the maelstrom of chaos, avoiding fields of bodies both dead and alive along with all manner of rubble and liquid, some of it blood, some of it industrial chemicals, some spaces had floating pools of sewage spewing from ruptured structures.
The sonar pulse still worked at least somewhat, she could see through the miasma of ash and gasses as they moved to their target. Not to the main air locks, no, with the distance and the severity of the situation they wouldn't make it before they were sealed and their subsystems pulled thus sealing them permanently, they flew to a maintenance access hatch that led into the warren of tunnels and more importantly to their directed targets. If they pursued these there was a chance they could escape the ward before they were locked in and left to suffocate.
The thought of being one of those poor fucks floating in one of the clouds of gas, their lungs burning as they slowly died drove her to move faster, rebounding, swinging, and jetting, around, over and through various obstacles. She was thankful for her species natural agility and dexterity as she neared what she sought, the digital map showed it was so close, then the next sonar pulse showed the outlines of the access hatch.
Albion turned to signal her partner, just as they acknowledged and angled to land at the hatch a mass came flying out of the smoke and ash haze that surrounded them. It was an avian, a crow-like species, the same whose skull she had caved in earlier that day. It had a harsh wound across one of its wings, streaks of purple blood drifting in the air behind it with each heartbeat. It wore one of those short use last resort respirators that civilians could grab from certain stations, the blinking light on it signaled the reserves were nearly depleted, it was no wonder then why it tackled her partner, sending the two of them tumbling through the air as it started to wrestle with him, violently trying to wrangle anything it could off of him, if not his life support system then the jet pack, anything to increase its chances of survival.
She was about to intervene, her right hand reaching to her right thigh to unholster her pistol when it happened, all the gas, all the ash, and all the liquid started to suddenly flow in one direction at a quickening pace, carrying with them all the debris, and people... Including her partner and the crow, it started to drag her as well. The security team that had deactivated gravity earlier had just vented the entire ward, anyone not inside a protected area would now be consigned to the depths of space like so much trash.
She stared if only for a moment at her partner before turning around and maxing her jetpack, leaving the unknowing future father and the crow, she clenched her teeth as she had to compensate for the venting atmosphere, the pull intensifying as she fought against it, her slim slinky body slamming against the side of the access hatch, her hand grasping at it violently as she used the other to open it. It took so much effort, her grip nearly failing her multiple times but she dragged herself through the hatch, she clung to the inside, giving a momentary glance back out as she used her batch to give an emergency override to the door console, she could see civilians clinging to handrails, one of them even having a pair of functioning mag boots trying to drag himself to the same hatch Albion now controlled, in an instant all of this was blocked out as the hatches slammed shut. She issued one final command to the console, deactivating the exterior controls thus sealing the hatch, an act of self preservation as once she reported this hatch sealed, it meant there was partial security within the maintenance halls and the access to life support, thus meaning they wouldn't seal the airlocks from the other end at the nexus that connected the ward to the main station.
This only bought her a brief respite, she had to move fast, they wouldn't afford much time to a single security officer, already as she started flinging herself down corridors, using the digital map to guide herself she could see updates of entire pods and wards that not only were deactivated but out right jettisoned from the main structure, it would only be a matter of time till the same fate befell the ward she currently resided in if she didn't act fast.
In a disturbing sense she felt almost truly at home, in her natural environment as she flew down long corridors, using her long tail to grab a ladder her, to sling herself down a different shaft, the Skink swimming through the air as if she were a shark swimming through the water at high speeds through the pitch black tunnels till she arrived at her destination.
The massive letters marking restricted area and support systems emblazoned across the walls and airlock door. She ran an override the lock, the behemoth doors slowly opening to reveal a truly leviathan room, she floated into it, it was a circular room, yet divided into clearly delineated areas. Below her she could see gargantuan water tanks, with pipes that ran around the circumference of the room, water pushing through them at high speeds, a set of the bottom floor allocated to waste recycling.
She slowly flipped herself over so she her back was to the bottom section, now looking at the ceiling, the huge reactors brimming with life, each one possessing the power of a star, at the center of all of them was a contained singularity, albeit a small one but a veritable black hole nonetheless that resided within a containment unit. The sight of it made her shake, made her uncomfortable as she once again turned over, looking ahead of herself as she drifted over the center platform, a circular bank of computers decorating the control station as she angled herself for a landing.
Her impact, if it could be called that, was surprisingly gentle, her clawed feet gently setting down on the metal grating. She was careful not to send herself sailing off with a wrongly placed step as she proceeded to the multitude of monitors. Normally her security override would not work here however central command had monitored her progress, as she approached the monitors a chyron popped up in the corner of her vision on her visor notifying her of her massively upgraded security clearance.
Her badge worked just as the notification said, a hard light holographic display popping up in front of her, she ran a series of commands, having to confirm yes countless times to countless commands till at last the computer AI asked her one final question
"Shut Down All SubSystems? "
"YES/NO?"
It was written in bold text, an audible beeping heard as she looked at it, the words flashing and flicking to underline the seriousness, the severity of what this command would accomplish the Yes option highlighted in a bright Red.It flashed once before the shut down procedure commenced, a pair of her cold scalie fingers pressed firmly to the hard light holo display confirming the decision without hesitation. In an instant the sound of machinery dying was evident, the reactors above her powering down, the singularity in its containment field evaporating before her eyes, the conduits that ran up, down, and around the room growing dim.
The room slowly grew still, the air and water systems slowing as if a heart beating slowed till it ceased. The water that ran through the leviathan pipelines became still, the ambient noise of the ventilation system disappearing. The lights dying in various sections, the row of monitors and computers she stood at shut down till there was but one left, the same hardlight holo display she had used to condemn one million souls, to sign the death warrant of an entire ward, eventually itself powered down. The massive room bathed in darkness as all became still and silent.
The last thing visible was but one thing, a small dot of light in the endless void of darkness, a small visor with a light dull glow that stood out, a faint color of purple.
Ending