Log 4: A Bad Day

There was something foul in the air, low cracks and a cloudy sky... Yes indeed, the Humans and Vampires were fighting again.

Humans were on the verge of extinction. True enough most races of begins need humans to feast. Seeker drew his pistols, where there was a fight seeker would have to be ready. With lightning reflexes he bound himself up againest a wall, and peered round the corner. Sure enough human MECHs were pushing forward againest the defending Vampire armies. Anti-matter missiles rained down on the Tanks of the vampire nation. Seeker knew what the end result would be, Anti-matter smack down. The vampire woudl soon surround the human armies and then in a last atempt they would withdraw through air support. Then launch a sub-atomic anti-matter bomb on the area. Nothing was safe.

Seeker scanned the area. He launched himself at a gun biker and quickly shot the vampire pilot though the head. He snatched the bike and made way for the mountians. It was the only safe place, only place that would resist the fall out. He shot his way through the front lines of both humans and vampires. Lucky enough they were too busy with eachother to notice him.

Somethign else was strange. A vessel approached. Seeker did not reckonise it as either vampire or human.

None the less it was shot down and crashed in the mountians. no bigger than a human dropship it was sure to be filled with survivors. Those mountians were filled with the undead. Seeker notched up his bike to the next gear. He had to know who piloted the craft. Seeker could ahve swore he saw them drop down from the stars, instead of the clouds. Could they be extra terrestrial? he would soon know.

340kph... 400kph... 460kph... he kept the bike at this speed for the time begin. He would slow down to navigate the rough terrain of the mountian. Looks like the fuel would go soon, no second useage out of this bike.

He reached the outskirts of the crash site. he could here voices. "Is everyone alright? sound off"
there were voices from the crashed crew, the unknown voice bagan talking again. "Ensign, Is the communicator online? signal the Orion and tell them we need an imediate evac.
"Yes sir" the ensign replied.

They were from space! Seeker could hear the undead getting closer. These aliens must not have good hearing or sense of smell. Seeker could smell their rancid rot anywhere. Seeker looked at the crash site.

HUMANS!!!!! Strange looking ones too... In colour uniform...

Seeker ran out into the open. Within milliseconds he was at the commanding units position. "YOU!" He yelled.
The man jumped, his skin on edge. He drew a weapon as did his companions. "How are you?!" He said, Phasor still pointed at Seeker. "That is unimportant, you have wandered into the middle of a battle feild. Right now the undead are swarming on our location." Seeker replied. Disbelief crossed the mans face.

It took a little convincing but when the first swarm showed up the man was convinced that Seeker was telling the truth. "Listen I want to come with you, off this planet. Please I beg you" He pleaded.
"No chance, we have a prime directive that prevents us from this kind of situation. We can't take you with us" The odd man said.

Hatred filled Seeker, How could he deny a falsy conviced mans plea. He had explained everything, But still the man refused to help. "Then you can die with the undead, I can't stay here" Seeker said bitterly. He took the bike and fleed. He was knocked from his bike violently. Was it the strange men? the undead? A vampire or human patrol? It didn't matter. He was knock unconcious from the collision with a rock face. Last think he remembered was a blue creature drag him away underwater...

Waking up in a med bay Seekers memories flooded back to him...

He sat up... Room was empty apart from one man who was working at a desk. The man was wearing the same strange cloths. Obviously they had decided to take him.

His head hurt something terrible. But it would pass. He remembered crashing his bike, then that strange blurry image of a glowing blue women taking him underwater. Next waking up here... He was possitive though there were memories inbetween. Something missing.

"Ahh your awake, sorry I didn't hear you sit up. My name is Markhiss" The strange man said.
Seeker was relitively unconcerned with him. The man did his check-up.
"hmm... strange, your body temperature seems to match your environment. Your blood pressure is 0... How can that be?! Heart rate 0! Lung usage 0! You have all the readings of a dead man!" Markhiss said.
"what did you expect? i'm half vampire, Vampire doesn't have any use for organs anymore." Seeker said in a rather blank voice, relitively unconcerned with what the doctor was discovering, "I wish some time to reconstruct a few scatterd memories".

The doctor went to inform the captian. Seeker sat pondering his experience. The image was getting clear now. The women was a water siren, He was sure of it. normally sirens wouldn't dream of getting involved with the war but this one had a sad look on her face. Almost like she was suffering. A steady stream of memories came back to him now. He knew a sirens song could only affect humans who had weak hearts. But this one didn't sing, She tended to him wounds. neither said a word... But then she gave him something, HE slipped it into his pocket. She whispered the words, "help me".

His hand darted into his pocket. Sure enough, a siren data pad reveiled locations for a meeting point in siren territory. A beach on the western island. Seeker needed to egt there. He ran to a data input station... He scanned over the controls. How was he ment to work this thing out? Stuff it he though. His claws extended and he yelled "Steel clasp!". Swinging his hand the console blew up. fire had started. He scratched off a hatch for a vent and he zoomed in. His idea was to take command of the transport room with a hostage. captian should do nicely.

"Iron reaper soul stealer!" He burst from the roof of the helm and took the captian by the throat. HE drew a weapon faster than the men around him could get up. "call for help and i'll shoot!" Seeker said. Then quietly whispered to the captain "I'm sorry about this, I will not detain you long". With that he made way to the transporter. activated the transport sequence and he was at the meeting location. he relised the captian and holstered his weapon. "what the hell are you doing" Tha captian drew his phasor.
Seeker smiled and said "I'm doing what must be done. I was unconcious but a friend tended to me and I intend to repay the debt. your insurance that your friends won't leave us here."
"you could have asked" The captain replied, holstering his weapon now.
"I've grown up only knowing war and distrust. bad habits are not easily boken" he sat down.

They started a fire, waiting for the water siren to show. "so what is your name anyways?" captian lee finally asked.
"My names seeker, now that you have let me come with you" Seeker said.
The captain chuckled, Seeker stared at his coldly, He didn't think his name was that funny. "I once knew a person named Seeker, Leader of a rebel Zerg group. he was killed at Harbornes hands, the GSC didn't like the fact that the Zerg got most their planets during the Frontier wars. Alas there was another boarder wars." Lee said.
"Well I understand the war part at least, I do feel sorry for that seeker. All that hard work to aid an ally and they turn on him." Seeker said, "As a child I was never accepted into society. Neither by humans nor Demons. I was an outcast. When I was brutally attacked by a mob of Demons my fate was sealed. revived by a vampire when he bite me I inherited new power. This allowed me to survive many fights."
"You know nothing but war" Lee said, shocked.
"Not easy been a half breed like me. There are many more out there. But as you could imagine, most don't live past the age of 9-12 years" Seeker said, His voice remaind the same. This was life for him, it was normal.

There was a commotion coming towards them. Like an angry mob. Lee woudln't have noticed it. His hearing wasn't as good as Seekers. "lets move, their coming" Seeker said. Immediately he darted off down the beach. Lee ran fast, but he was nothing like Seeker. He was at the source in second. A young water Siren, the one who had helped him, was running from a large mob of water sirens both male and female. Her face lit up at his sight. His eye gleamed with anger. "STOP!" He cried at the crowd. The young water siren ran to him, The mob had come to a hault now. They could see he was well armed. Sirens were still in the early genetic age but their water technology was very powerful. Suddenly they fired their weapons. Lee hid behind a large stone. Seeker threw The young siren behind there aswell, Lee fired his phaser. Seeker dart side to side. Dogging the weapons with ease. Sirens had no powers unless they were in water. most were going there now. "Hey Lee! now would be a GREAT time for evac!" Seeker said. "Iron Reaper soul stealer!" He caught 3 sirens in the back. Their bodies liquified on death. "Water tunnel!" A siren cried from the waters edge. The ragging mass of water collided with Seeker, brutally knocking him into another rock face. Seeker got up imediately. Blood dripping. He screamed "Blades od blood!". A show of his own blood sliced through the sirens still on land. Now just the 3 in the water remained. He drew his guns. "Power shot!" His weapon fired 3 Large shots of energy into the water. Missing all 3 sirens. "Combine Spirit!" The sirens commanded. Not too late they were transported off the surface.

In sick bay the captian explained everything. Seeker now stood beside the Young siren he had saved. She was bady injured. After repeated requested the doctor had agreed to place her in a water tub. there she could heal quicker. He himself refused medical treatment. The blast had left a rather deep wound in his chest but he said it would heal naturally. Demons where highly resillient creatures and could heal within days of a major incident. He was safe, He was actually for once in his life... Safe.

Don't expect me to post here anymore.

its good to see you again Harborne for a moment the Command was in disoray.

Seth...everybody forgave him he said he was sorry. he made amenes. get over it...

See its is better to have a light hart then no hart at all.

Evan if you still do not like me can we at least get along

interesting...as for me i ve been a bit lazy and to caught up in homework and art

Did you abandoned the mod and we also had a logo change,

Also I'm not sure if you've seen, but we have made four new types of starships while you were gone,

also are you going to finish the story?

Nice Ships Seth

That ship is nothing compred to the many types of ships we have. Also Freeman, I am reciving threating messages from Starfleet members and your people.

Are you saying that StarFleet is trying to start a war between the Geckodon and the Confederation or is it just propaganda in your own empire? And besides are people have the right to Free-speech. But be warned that the Confederation dose not take likely to threats Seth.