[member="Acaleus Thorn"] [member="Satia"]
The shrieks grew louder. Ellie closed her eyes and breathed deep, letting the senses of the vessel guide her. She was force sensitive yes, but she only possessed a handful of unique abilities. She would never wield a lightsaber, nor force lightning, but she could navigate, and she could see. Just. about. Anywhere.
As the creatures closed in she was seeing them. Through a blurry white force visions she watched a three sixty degree panorama of monstrous beings surge down the halls. It was too late she realized. There as definitely more at work here than Reavers. There were too many variables that weren't them pulling the strings.
Then her commlink chattered.
"There is something hunting aboard this ship. Whatever it is, they took my pilot and I now believe cut-off my exit. If anyone is hearing this, I'm continuing toward the bridge."
One of the team chimed in.
"Cap'n you want us to track that?"
they stepped in closer, forming a box around her facing out as the halls began to echo with thousands and thousands of screams. Ellie remained silent, with her eyes closed, trying to track down the source of the transmissions. the force flowed through her like a river, connecting things and people and places like a spider web.
"Cap'n?"
"No, hang tight."
Whoever this was had sent a distress call. Despite her being a Pirate, the Code of the Outer rim still applied to her. She put honor as a true Spacer before everything else.
Her concentration was robbed, and the visions began to fade. She settled into a slow breathing exercise and focused. She brought all her will to bear on a razor sharp point, probing and seeking the woman.
"This way!"
They were alarmed, maybe surprised at her sudden sense of direction. They knew better than to ask and fell into twin files behind her. Ellie bounded off, running as fast as her legs would carry her. She ran through a bulkhead, through a hall, down a hatch.
And then emerged onto an even larger deck, this one crawling with creepy silhouettes in the shadows.
"Picking up massive life form readings!"
Ellie nodded, and twirled her tomahawk twice. The woman that had hailed was between the horde and the next blast door, which hung crooked and shattered off her twelve.
She blinked twice, illuminating a mass of bodies. They were a horrifying sight. Half blighted bodies, fangs that were long and sharp. On their bodies were human skin, stretched and sewn, on their ears and necks, necklaces and jewelry of fresh bone still covered with blood.
There was a screech so loud, it drowned out her thoughts, and then they surged.
Ellie blinked again, activating comms in a tight beam transmission over the small area.
"Whoever you are, this Eliza Raxis of The Crop Duster. I'm right outside your location, but your trapped. If you can get through the blast door, come towards the sound of the fighting."
"Here they come!"
"Kark!"
Repeater blasters lit up the space in an explosion of fireworks. Blue team dropped to knee, forming a static fire line across one half of the bay and unloading. Beams of sizzling blue and green smashed into bodies, tearing flesh, creating brilliant flashes as they struck bodies.
"YAAARRGHH!"
Ellie roared, and hefted her tomahwak high. She charged in, head first. The tomahawk swung down, cleaving flesh and bone, loping off and arm of a reaver. Her knife in the opposite hand came across, slitting the throat and then reversed, stabbing into the guts of the next reaver.
Blood sprayed across her visor, clouding her vision in drops of red.
It was on....
