Freedom

[Nella]

'sir we have the gods WP in sight but its not pretty' yelled a small cadet

'What do you mean god you dont mean Maelstroem's WP do you'

'Yes sir and it doesnt look good he is in a field of sum sort'

'ok cadet order for the assault team and im leading this one'

'Yes sir'


a few hours passed


' this is commander Nella to all ships stand down alert there are no life signs apart for one and im looking at it'


to be continued