The ships were cutting through space, hunting down something it cannot see. The black overwhelming, consuming, everlasting. Seth watched as he floated towards no direction in particular, the ship hunting for his location. He could see the piece of space the ship he needed to reach. He could see it empty from the Druin, still a great distance away. After hearing it for so long, his ears and eyes had grown numb to the warning blaring in his helmet.
The alarms now blaring nonstop as he had quickly run out of fuel. Now aimless in space he drifted, unsure of what his fate would be.
...
A ship drew near as he could finally see the human looking ship, his eyes lit up as he knew he would be able to walk again and breath air that wasn't contained within his own helmet.
As Mongrel looked to the side he saw a single ship had broken away from the rest of the fleet. He knew what this meant. Seth had been spotted by a ship and it was now chasing him down.
Mongrel looked at the ship making a beeline to his destination the fear and doubt creeping back in.
He grabbed the door, flinging himself onto the ship and landing with a thud on the ground. The sweet feeling of artificial gravity welcoming him home.
His breath was haggard as he felt a pain from his side. The hard floor more welcoming than the pain was repelling as he laid there strewn, out of breath for too many breaths to count before he was sure he could move.
Standing up, a crew of people had appeared around him while he was too happy about being alive to notice.
Mongrel looked around, the faces unkind and unwelcoming. He looked for Seth's, unsure of where he would be before he remembered what he saw before he arrived through this door, he was being hunted.
"What is happing outside?!" Mongrel said. The faces of the men around him unchanged at his question.
"We have a ship incoming" replied someone, although Mongrel was not sure who from the many faces had answered him. He asked another question to the crowd of faces.
"Has Seth arrived already or ..." he trailed off knowing the answer.
"The ship is chasing him"
"How is he going to get on the ship?"
"He isn't. If you think I am risking myself and my men for one person you are crazy" the Captain's voice parting the sea of people as an old haggard man with a stiff walk came towards him.
"We need to go get him"
"Like hell I do"
"We completed the mission now ya have to bring him home"
"You completed the mission, you got back on the ship, not him. He has not completed until he is in front of me. Then it is my duty to bring you home"
"But he is right there, ya can see him"
"Can 'ya'? Because all I can see is a Druin ship coming towards us" he said, cracking a wicked smile as he looked Mongrel up and down, his curiosity peaked.
The man and his minions mocked and laughed as Mogrel looked around for an semblance of help.
The men continued laughing and mocking as they looked down on Mongrel.
'Fuck. What is going to happen to ya?' Mongrel thought as he looked at the Druin ship flying towards him.
...
Hours passed and the ship had not yet left. Seth had been drifting further and further away the whole time and by now he could hardly make out the ship that used to be pursing him, only a tiny shimmering spot in the vastness of space.
His body so weightless as he held onto the hope that he would be able to get the attention of just a singular ship, the human ship. He knew it was a long shot but he knew he could not float in the sea of space forever, his oxygen would run out and he would die.
If he was lucky something would smash into him, killing him instantly.
"Huh, but I don't have such luck otherwise I would not have ended up here" he lamented, the stars looking dimmer in his eyes.
"Fuck I hope it is a human ship" Seth said as he deployed his emergency beacon. Any ship around would now get his location, Druin or human.
'If a human ship finds me I may yet be saved, well at least not killed on the spot' even though he was a surrendered enemy there was not convention for taking prisoners or how they were to be treated, it was all up to the whims of the Druin who took him captive.
The beacon flashed and the waiting game started. A few hours passed by and soon a ship came into view, the ship looked old.
The ship moved closer and closer until finally it was above him. The ships hatched slowly opened, the hatch jerked and shuttered as the hatch opened and Seth was brought in.
The spaced filled with light blinded Seth, who until a second ago was plunged in darkness.
Covering his eyes with his forearm, his suit looking like a drop of ink on a perfectly white page.
The sounds of an engine filled his senses as the silence of the universe was replaced.
Seth looked around for something he could see or anyone he could see.
The void of light held every possibility of a lifeform, he just did not know which one had picked him up.