A FEW MONTHS LATERJay watched the Space station get steadily closer in the LCD screen on the deck. He stood, transfixed by the knowledge that they were going to crash and die.
"We're not going to crash and die, you know. This is regular speed to be docking."
Jay nodded sympathetically.
Poor soul, would probably never even realize they had hit the station, he thought.
The pilot turned twisted around in his chair. "Does he really think we're going to crash and die? Has he never docked before?"
Jay was rudely pulled out of his ponderings about how much work it took to live in whatever afterlife there was by a sharp tapping on the visor of his spacesuit. He unsealed the glass plate and stared expantantly at the stern face of the Sargeant. "JAY! YOU ARE GOING TO BE DEPLOYED SOON." The Sarge informed him loudly. "YOU MUST TRAVEL TO THE EXIT POINT." Jay nodded, and absent mindedly wandered towards the door. "HAVE YOU ANY IDEA WHERE THAT IS." Jay shook his head. "DID YOU NOT ATTEND THE MEETING EXPLAINING THIS." Jay shook his head, looking bored now. "THAT EXPLAINS WHY THE ROOM WAS EMPTY."
The Sargeant siezed him by the arm and literally dragged him through the hallways, as Jay soon discovered that trying to keep up with the sargeant in this ridiculous suit was near impossible. The Sargeant dropped off in the middle of a hallway.
"So, you're the new terrorist?" The technician asked as he sliced through the floor Jay was lying face down on. "Pretty nice plan we got here, eh? Creating this little airlock? They'll never notice you got out." Jay was about to inform he did not care when the technician finished and the rectangle he was lieing down on fell into a small chamber concealed between the floor and the thick outer shell of the ship.
"Alright, now hand me up that plate and turn on that laser. The computer will tell it where to cut." Jay did as instructed. The technician sealed the panel back in with welding tape and the laser cut a rectangle around him. Alarmingly quickly, he found himself in Space.
The ship was bigger than it looked from inside, mainly because most of it was carrying cargo. It actually was a real cargo ship, doing a real cargo haul. Among the cargo were terrorists. On the dock next door he could see his target. The ship was huge, a full sized USMC battleship. It was, as of now, almost abandoned. The crew were almost all offboard. Repairs were being done, making it a perfect target. Using the magnetic gloves on the suit, Jay climbed up the side of his ship until he was parellel with the battlecruiser. He gave a hard kick and engaged the thrusters and the cloaking device. This side of the station had no windows, so his only worry was radar. Jay simply closed his eyes during the flight through open space. He had learned early on of his terror of the place. He didn't open them until he bumped against the side of the ship a minute later. He pulled the P9200 from his hip and pulled himself along the shell of the ship. He had landed close to the drop point for the bomb. He flipped on the magnets on his boots and took a space walk. Further on down, he spotted the technicianclimbing out of the cut where the bomb was to be placed. Jay held his fire until he was close to around 200 yards. The blue beam struck the worker on the side, at the point where the ribcage is weakest, cooking his lung. The corpse flopped losely in the 0 gravity environment, anchored down by his boots.
Jay pulled him sharply off the ship and threw him into the void when he reached him. He unclipped the heavy bomb from his belt and peered down the shaft the technician revealed in his repair work. He shoved the explosive hard into into the shaft and watched it float down in the gravityless pit.
In the mean time, one of the small ships the technicians had come out on had been turned into the site of a massacre. The hijacked ship drifted slowly up to Jay, dead bodies hanging off the sides. Jay magneted himself to the side and the ship slipped off to an escape ship on the other side of the station. Jay turned and winked to the men inside the ship and pressed the detonator. The explosion was terrific. Most of it took place inside the ship, of course. As soon as the button was pushed, large bulges appeared all of the ship, some ripping open to let out a jet of flame. More and more bulges appeared, most of them tearing open, appearing faster and faster until the ship ripped in two in a short blast of fire. The front of the bridge let out a belch of fire and steel, and the engines shattered with a blast of orange. A ripple of destruction seemed to spread from them, finishing off the back half of the ship. Jay looked back into the cockpit of the repair ship, and bowed. Simultaneously, several attacks were launched down on Earth below. As approached the escape craft, John Doe fell asleep.
((Don't worry, most of my bombings probably won't be that lengthy.))
Edited by Darkskul, 07 March 2007 - 02:20 AM.
