Bad Seed Ch.13 - Sex Stories

Bad Seed Ch.13

"Stealth Trigon," Wren almost growled.

"Stealth achieved, I believe that his ship detected our presence, though I am not sure," Trigon said as he started to run system checks.

"Fire a few missiles at his ship, standard pack, let's see if they can really see us or not,"

Wren ordered.

"Compliance master Wren, now firing standard missile pack, impact twenty seconds," Trigon reported.

Twenty seconds layer four missiles detonated on her brother's shields.

"That all you got Wren, please," Thomas said, then started to yell.

Four missiles behind the first four, winked out then appeared inside Thomas' ship's shields. This second set, hit the hull in almost the same spot, effectively putting a good size hole in the ship.

Thomas was cursing as he watched his own missiles sped toward Wren's ship.

Alarms started to go off, "approaching weapons have extensive explosive power, suggest protective cover," Trigon was warning.

"Execute dash and crash at a thousand meters," Wren ordered.

"Warning, warning maneuver could cause damage to this ship," Trigon warned.

"Shields at full," Wren ordered as the ship slipped into a trans-warp portal. The missiles went with them, then the portal opened up a thousand meters from Thomas' ship.

Trigon had the ship banking as hard as he could, along with the engines at full.

Thomas eyes grew wide as his own missiles hit his already weakened shields. The resulting explosions knocked almost all his systems offline. Even ...

... pulling away as hard as they were, their ship still caught the edge of the explosive force.

Wren pulled herself off the floor, cursing when she saw that half her own systems were offline.

"Now affecting repairs to power systems," Trigon informed Wren.

"Damage," Wren shouted above the alarms that were going off.

"Power generators are damaged, power now at half as are shields. Propulsion is also damaged, Trans-warp is off-line for a few hours, as is warp drive. Both systems are slowly repairing, we do have sub-space, though weapons are also off-line for a few hours," Trigon said.

Wren nodded at each thing that Trigon said. Though she was mad at her brother, she was far madder at herself for him getting to her like this.

"Estimated time for my brother's ship to get to a more operative state," Wren asked.

"Unknown, with a full crew that is capable, I would estimate no less than three days. That, is why an approximate estimate is not possible," Trigon said.

Wren nodded her head as she grabbed what she could heading to the back. A door slid aside as she entered her engineering section. "Seems like I was just in here," Wren said.

Esmerelda was cursing even harder, there were about ten bodies scattered on the floor behind her. Most of the bridge crew had already evacuated the bridge.

She smashed her fist into the console when she saw no one else to kill. "Chief engineer, get this ship operative in an hour or you'll be the next to take a spacewalk without a ...