Salem yawned and stretched as she woke up. She rolled out of her bunk. She stood up and cracked her neck before pulling on her workout clothes. She glanced around the room. The other bunks were occupied with the rest of her unit. She grabbed her wrist communicator before stepping out of the room.
She first walked to the gym. Which at this time in the morning was empty. The station’s gym had a great view of the station’s several hangars. So as she started working out she saw a few of the morning shipments come in.
But she dropped the weights heavily on the ground as she noticed a Puddle-Jumper fly towards and slow down before entering the hangar. Salem was caught off guard by the sight of it. After a moment she realized why it might be here without her being informed.
She tapped her wrist communicator and requested a connection to another communication device. There were a few seconds before she realized that it might take too long to connect with them. She moved to the gym door keypad.
[I am hungry. But I should workout first.]
[Linda looks great in those shorts.]
[That is a nice ass.]
Salem started hearing the mental voices of people approaching the gym. So she played with the keypad for a moment. using a few tricks that Jace had taught her. A moment before they arrived at the door there was a beeping noise followed by the doors sealing and the lights turning red.
Her wrist communicator connected a moment later. Instead of a name or personal image. A strange symbol had appeared that looked like some type of hat. "I am compromised. But if I am compromised you can bet you were as well. You need to drop whatever you are doing and run." Salem spoke over connection.
"Damn." The bycocket hat answered back. Then a few seconds later he spoke again, "I can not leave. I have an important guest coming here. I have been in contact with him often over the last few days since he returned after finishing his assignment in the Imperium."
"Then just leave and send him a message. It should not be that difficult." Salem told him as she started moving exercise equipment to make an open area where she could freely fight.
The bycocket hat sighed, "I wish it was that easy. I cannot contact him while he is on the ship being smuggled into the port. The plan is to meet him there, so we will just steal a ship and hope we can escape. Do you know who is hunting us? Any specific unit or group?"
"I will know in a few seconds. But if they are already here they will not miss the opportunity of a surprise attack, they will be there soon." Salem informed him as she could feel four minds. But each of them was clouded and foggy like she could not read them. She only felt this feeling from one group. "Shit. They sent the Spectres."
"Spectres!?!" The bycocket hat almost screamed in surprise. "What the hell? I thought you said they were out of the country on assignment."
"They were supposed to be on a classified assignment out of the country; only the emperor and Director Fenrir knew where they were. They probably just got back. I have four of them with me." Salem then realized something. "But I cannot feel Spectre Jace’s mind."
"Meaning I might be his and another Spectre’s target. Do you think they want us alive or dead?" The bycocket hat asked. "You would know better because of your experience."
"Definitely. They want us alive for the intel we might have. But chances are that neither of us will escape. I do not plan to go down easily but even then I do not see myself winning this fight." Salem explained as there was a loud sparking noise followed by the door turning red. "They have started cutting through the door."
"Good luck. I will send a message to the central command." The bycocket hat sighed, "we will have to let them rescue us." The call was disconnected just as the door fell on the ground.
Salem pulled off her wrist communicator and dropped it on the ground. She slammed her foot on it. The device was crushed and destroyed under her shoe.
At the same time the four Spectres that came for her walked into the room. They began spreading out. Two of them covered the door while the other two walked around either side of the open area she had set up.
She looked over their weapons and smiled. All of them were lethal. They did not bring anything nonlethal to subdue her with. "Looks like Jace failed to prepare you for this fight." Salem grinned and looked between the two they were closing in from her sides.
Both of them were women. From the height’s and builds they are definitely women. While the pair by the door are the men. "Karlson and Dominic are covering the door. While Dahlia and Anja, the better pair for speedy hand-to-hand combat, are going after the target. Good plan, but there is one problem with it."
"Get on the ground." Dahlia aimed her weapon at Salem.
"No. You are trying to take me alive. Your weapons are far too lethal, you can’t risk me bleeding out because of the fire power of your weapons." Salem told them with a chuckle.
Salem felt Anja’s brain activity spike, in response she flicked one of her hands while turning to Anja. A weight flew through the air toward Dahlia. Anja was infront of Salem in a moment punching toward her abdomen.
Salem spun and grabbed hold of Anja’s arm. Pulling her in a circle before tripping her and throwing her towards Dahlia who was recovering from getting her weapon hit out of her hand.
They took a moment to recover. "I feel like I should remind you that I was trained by Director Fenrir personally. If you want to over power me, you have to do it all together. Otherwise you will struggle."
Dahlia picked up and pointed her weapon at Salem again. Salem projected her control again and the clip dropped out of the weapon and there was a cocking noise followed by a bullet flying out of the weapon.
"Come on, no weapons." Salem chuckled. While they all looked at her in surprise.
"Umm... Dahlia, I do not think we are going to be able to overpower her on our own." Anja pointed out as she stood up.
Salem grinned as she dashed toward them. Anja ran straight at her while Dahlia finally processed the fact that her weapon was taken apart. "Dominic, we need your help." She then ran at Salem as well.
Salem blocked a strike from Anja and backhanded her. Sending her reeling back. Dahlia punched toward Salem’s head. Salem moved toward the side and tripped her.
Dominic came storming over just as Anja recovered. He swung his arm and she dodged, but then she fell to her knees as Anja kicked her leg out. Salem was able to grab her arm and flick her on her back.
But before Salem could get up she suddenly felt a hand pushing her down. She twisted and kicked the hand away. But before she could get up Anja jumped on her, grabbing her arm in a hold.
Salem went to punch her with her other arm but it was suddenly restrained by another person. Then before he could process what was going on she felt the full force of the impact. Her vision blurred before she fell unconscious.
She woke up a few minutes later as she was being dragged down the halls. She woke up. There were several people staring as she was dragged into the hangar. She recognized most of them.
"Just out of curiosity, what did you tell them was the reason you were arresting me?" Salem asked. She was being held by Karlson and Dominic while Anja limped in front of them. While Dahlia was probably behind her.
Salem’s hands were restrained. She could feel the wrist cuffs. They were keeping her from moving her hands even slightly. She could feel her hands freely moving. But as she tried to move she felt a hand tightly grip her shoulder.
"It does not matter any more. But I am curious why you did it." Dahlia told her as she gripped her shoulder.
"Aww... you feel betrayed? That is funny. But unnecessary, I am curious where you are taking me though." Salem asked as they dragged her into the Puddle-Jumper they brought.
The ramp closed up behind them. "Shut up." Anja growled as she sat in a seat.
Dominic and Karlson put her in the center seat and began closing the harnesses and metal cuffs built into the seat. "I will have the pilots take off." Dahlia walked to the front of the ship. "Take us to the prison ship."