TERRY16389
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Note to the Readers: This fanfic may contain scenes of excessive violence and suspence. Viewer discretion is advised.
A Glitch in The System
Day 1.
Control Center C-329
8:16 am.
The techie sat at his comp monitoring, just like he had for the past 20 years. Transmissions came and went. Ships docked and departed. It was all the same. But yet, it was not the same. His computer screen blinked. Suddenly it read that ships were being transported like messages. Messages docking and departing. His face screwed up. Then suddenly it made sense. A glitch! It made sense but made no sense at the same time. He rose from his seat and hurried towards the captain's deck. The Control Center rocked suddenly. He toppled over and crawled a little ways before getting up and running off. "Captain!" "What?!" "A Glitch! A glitch has entered The System!" "Impossible! Only machines can create glitches!" "But Sir! A glitch has entered the system! Look at your screen!!" The captain glanced at his comuter and grimaced. "Impossible." he muttered. "No sir, not impossible, improbable." The Control Center suddenly rocked again, and somewhere someone screamed. "Captain! We're under attack!" "I know that!" He initiated the defence grid just as something in the ship exploded. More screams. Then, silence. Explosions still rocked the ship, but noone moved, noone breathed. Every second seemed like an hour. Every minute a day. The captain suddenly yelled into his mic, "All hands to the life boats!" "Sir!" "No! Go! I will stay behind and face whatever this menace is!" "But sir!" "Go!" he yelled, pushing him towards the door. "But--" "GO!"
----Transmission Ended.
A Glitch in The System
Day 1.
Control Center C-329
8:16 am.
The techie sat at his comp monitoring, just like he had for the past 20 years. Transmissions came and went. Ships docked and departed. It was all the same. But yet, it was not the same. His computer screen blinked. Suddenly it read that ships were being transported like messages. Messages docking and departing. His face screwed up. Then suddenly it made sense. A glitch! It made sense but made no sense at the same time. He rose from his seat and hurried towards the captain's deck. The Control Center rocked suddenly. He toppled over and crawled a little ways before getting up and running off. "Captain!" "What?!" "A Glitch! A glitch has entered The System!" "Impossible! Only machines can create glitches!" "But Sir! A glitch has entered the system! Look at your screen!!" The captain glanced at his comuter and grimaced. "Impossible." he muttered. "No sir, not impossible, improbable." The Control Center suddenly rocked again, and somewhere someone screamed. "Captain! We're under attack!" "I know that!" He initiated the defence grid just as something in the ship exploded. More screams. Then, silence. Explosions still rocked the ship, but noone moved, noone breathed. Every second seemed like an hour. Every minute a day. The captain suddenly yelled into his mic, "All hands to the life boats!" "Sir!" "No! Go! I will stay behind and face whatever this menace is!" "But sir!" "Go!" he yelled, pushing him towards the door. "But--" "GO!"
----Transmission Ended.