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Everything had finally slowed to a complete halt with the ship resting on it's side, a glimmer of light greeted them through the opened hatch, the forest floor was lit from the canopy they scissored through up above, everything remained...silent.

It was until a faint symphony of hoots and cries of nature slowly rose, after being silenced from the thunderous landing into the unknown.
The ground was littered with a soft brown carpet of leaves and branches, it was dark around them in the depths of a great green rustling wood scattered with flares of the sun; it was beautiful.

The golden kitsune balanced onto her feet and walked around in the tilted ship, checking to see if anybody had made it through the crash. "Is everybody alright?....hello?"

Dimitris shadow pushed aside a dislodged chair that Dimitris was huddled under in a slightly contorted shape. "He's ok over here too." It called out helping the fox to his feet aside the open hatch. Looking into the bright forest Dimitris didn't really notice his glasses had been cracked but managed to step aside taking a deep breath. "I knew that thing was a death trap, but at least we're alive... and um lost?" His disposition changed as it donned upon him that he hadn't the slightest clue where they were.

(As a reminder, you don't always have to make collossal text boxes...as much as I appreciate them. But every post can be short and simple, no need to worry.)

She promptly made her way to the bridge of the ship to check if everything was alright, only to discover a battered Lazurki on streaks of blood all over the floor.
"Oh no...we need somebody with medical experience 'fast', do we have any emergency aid in the ship?"
The Kitsune yelled as they swiped aside glass and trash from where he rested and scanned for any wounds by his chest.

Outside Dimitris was searching out the probe seeing it head in a specific direction. It took an hour for the fox to maneuver through the brush before coming into the camp of the Aurora Cruiser, standing in awe of the massive ship defended by drones. After a few minutes of encompassing the ship by sight Dimitris concluded he couldn't get in himself without shutting off defenses so he shed his shadow. "Head inside and see where the main computer is so I don't set these things off."

Taking the command his silhouette crept through the myriad of drones and entered the Aurora skulking out through crack and crevices.

Outside the ship Dimitris noticed some of the drones had battle damge on a distinctive side of the ship while others remained mostly just aged... piecing this together, he came up with the simple conclusion something had either gotten in or out in a fast manner after calculating how fast they usually move while patrolling the area.

"Whatever broke through the line was really strong..." The fox thought to himself before hearing a faint rustling sound starting to grow in the brush he had come though and about him. "Darn... looks like I have to get my hands dirty." He spoke out seeing a set of sunken reddened eyes. The drones behind him reacted as two more figures emerged flanking Dimitris on his sides in a defensive barricade. "So it looks like these things aren't really meant for 'us'." He decided and hopped the drone barricade racing into the open hatch of the Aurora.

"Shadow! SHADOW get over here!!" He yelled out slamming his fist into a security lock the hatch closing as his silhouette synced with him. "Bad company, we're closed in for now until they decide to leave." Shadow spoke out reading his mind. "Yeah we don't want to cause any more damage than this ship already took since we have know clue what is inside it..."

Dimitris looked back to a corridor that he hadn't been realyed about. "Is there something I should know about there?" His shadow paused and pointed down to the control room. "The cameras have a feed showing one of those 'things' is down there and it has the same armor as Laz." "Wonduh~" Dimitris began before a talon ripped across the wall and his arm before he dropped down out of range of the bird.

"Yeah... strong and fast, it's a predator." He jolted kicking back the armored beast in the beak before running down the hall to the control while Shadow became a self made turnicat.

(Theres never too long, glad you're back.)
"It's not within my power to heal wounds like these..." She sighed sadly, and eased Lazurki's head against a smalll pack to serve as a pillow. "We might have to find a civilization somewhere around here, where he will get medical attention." She searched around at the bridge of the ship, scanning over the Data screens before her as she typed this button and there. "Doesn't this ship have a mapping device? It could help us alot on figuring where we are."

Rocky sat at Laz's head, watching Logan with a sharp eye, making sure that he didn't do anything that would cause him to act. "Well, I'm not too sure that we're still anywhere than any of us know...That portal that we went through kind of reminded me of the thing that was in the sky when Renamon came out of nowhere and landed on my roof..." He sat back and sighed a deep sigh. "You know, a few hours ago we were casually eating dinner at my house...then it got demolished by an insane red eggplant thing..."

(Loooooooong post guys....felt it was neccessary. Drone weapon descrip is Here, ZPM descrip is Here, and Descrip for Gateship ( Also known as Puddle Jumper) is Here)

Kest'ak'ain, upon closer perusal of the logs of the Fire's research staff, was alarmed. the creatures he had thought mere predators, albeit powerful and intelligent ones, were anything but. they had been...created. He turned his attention to scanning the rest of the ships systems, and found the stasis systems. He was about to move on when he detected that the ships Zero-Point-Module (ZPM) was routing power to a stasis pod. Curious, he took a closer look, then recoiled- one of the pods, still active, held the last thing anyone thought possible- a living, intact Lantean. Kest'ak'ain was about to file the Lantean's presence away when a idea came to him- why not wake the Lantean up? the Lantean would be able to remove the lockouts on the ships systems, being that he would have the ATA gene that the ships systems required before operating.


Running a quick risk/reward simulation, he concluded that it would benefit himself if the Lantean was awake, and sent the neccessary command to wake the Lantean.



A chill rush across his skin, the return of gravity.... was this another dream?
- If it is not, then the distress signal made it, and I have been rescued....-
He had had similar dreams ever since he had retreated to the pod, after priming the ships communications systems to broadcast a distress signal. He fell to the deck as the last of the suspension material, similar in appearance to completly transparent glass, returned to the pods walls, and shook his head and opened his eyes. the walls wavered as his eyes focused for the first time in thousands of years, and he shook his head as his head cleared. He looked around; yes, this was the Stasis Bay, but it wasn't in the same condition he had last seen it in. He knelt and felt at a hole in the deck plating, and knew it had been caused by something with incredibly sharp and hard talons.
- the marks of a Eriynes....-

He had been part of the Lantean Marine detachment onboard the ship as they had voyaged into hostile space, searching for Wraith planets and broadcasting their locations back to the main Lantean fleets. The Golden Spirit of Firehad been a Battlecruiser once, a one-off within the Fleet, a experimental testbed for cutting-edge Lantean weapons. with the onset of the Wraith war, she had been converted into a long range sensor boat but still retained a massive range of weapons, less than she had had at the beginning of her career, but still more than a normal Aurora would carry.

- and none of it had done us any good when we ran into that system...-

At first, the Fire's voyage had gone well. they had found several Wraith planets, and sent the locations back. then, they had entered a system that according to the last survey had been absolutly normal. Evidently, something had changed. the instant they had dropped from Hyper, the ship had been pummeled by exotic radiation emanating from a trinary cluster of white dwarf stars orbiting a red giant, something not seen before, and impossible naturally...which meant someone had made the stars, a feat the Lanteans were nowere close to being able to do. The ships shields, some of the strongest in the fleet, had been damaged, and the ship had been shaken about like a toy.

then....then the portal had appeared on their scanners, like a lifeline thrown to a drowning person, and the Captain had moved the ship towards it. As soon as they had gotten close enough for a visual record, the portal manifested immensly stong gravitational fields, and had pulled the ship in.

He himself had been on the bridge when it occured, and recalled the terror as the ship had been catapulted out above the surface of this world, her engines crippled. the engines had just enough power left to set the ship down slowly enough the ship wasn't destroyed outright, but the landing had still killed nearly everyone in the ventral decks. The Captain had activated the repair drones, which had dutifully gone to work, but it would still take years for the repairs to be enough for the ship to lift again. The comm systems had been damaged, so a distress had not been possible then. The Captain had rallied the remaining crew to expediate repairs, and the crew had settled into a routine of ship repair and limited exploration of the planet.

it had all come to a end when a survey party had encountered a structure they at first mistook for a Wraith Laboratory, a massive organic structure, and had bombarded it with a few dozen of the Fire's drones. the strike had done nothing at all, except wake up what the Lantean's eventually came to call the Erinyes- the Furies.

At first, they had thought the creatures prowling the perimeter of the crash site had been natural predators. Upon the dismantling of the contingent of security drones sent to scare them away, the suspicion that they were dealing with something dealier had set in. It wasn't until the creatures had attacked and slaughtered a repair crew with a full contingent of guards that the Lanteans knew that they had awoken something lethal. The Eriynes had turned out to be artifical life forms..... how else would a creature evolve armor scales harder than diamond, with claws and beaks able to slash through the toughest alloy's?

They were still killable though.... the first Eriynes had all been the same type, quadrapedal attack units the scientist had theorized were shock units, first attack troops. as such, they were not completly protected- their hindquarters, upon examination of a captured Erinyes, were found to be vulnerable. thus, they had held out for a period of several months, as repairs continued. then, evidently, whatever intelligence created and controlled the Erinyes had either grown tired of lossing troops or had finished studying the stranded Lanteans, and had sent in the Heavies. massive beetlelike creatures, armored with up to a foot of the same diamond hard material as the shock units had torn through the lines of drones as if they were not there. several had been dropped by the simple expediant of the Golden Spirit of Fire's weapons firing on them, but he had seen Drones hit several headon and not kill the beetles. eventually, the beetles had been driven off, only to be reinforced by what could be only described as....dragons.

Certainly they had resembled the creatures described in ancient myth.... except they had been even more tougher than the beetles, and emanated a electormagnetic field that acted as a form of shield to boot. they had breeched the ship, the shock units rampaging throughou the ship, killing everyone in their way. The Captain had ordered any survivors to the Gate Ships, and they had fled, but the dragons had gone after them. He could hear their screams still as their ships had been torn from the skies and smashed. He himself had been cornered in the statis section, and had fled into a pod when it was apparent that the Erinyes had won, but not before leaving behind in the ships computers the neccessary commands to activate the distress beacon when the repairs were completed. Then he had entered his pod...

- And now I am awake again....-

He heard a harsh clacking sound, and knew that, whatever had happened, he had not been rescued, for he knew that sound. His gun was still in its holster, and he pulled it, checked its charge, and swore as he found that it had been depleted badly by the time he had been in the pod. He clicked the weapon from stun to blast, and reached a hand behind his back, and found that the twin blades he had taken to using were there, and breathed a sigh of relief, and threw himself backwards as the Erinyes in the corridor outside the Stasis bay triggered the door and rushed him. the thing looked like a pony sized komodo dragon mixed with a terran lion; the black, nearly impervious scaling covered the creature from head to just behind its shoulders, and the thing moved with a fluid grace that was decieving- he'd seen the things literally run along the ceiling, using their claws. He brought his gun up, tracked for a second, then pulled the trigger. he stepped to the side as the dying Erinyes, shot through the throat, slid past. The Erinyes shock units may be armored on the front, but their armor had flex points around the neck,throat, and beak, flex points that could be penetrated. The Erinyes gurgled as it drowned in its own blood, and he pulled a sword and slashed downwards, the Erinyes grunting and breathing its last as the blade severed its neck.

-I must get away from here....the Erinyes are obviously still around....-

He went over to a console set into the wall, and set his hand against the panel for a second, letting the sensors read his genes. the console unlocked, and he input commands to bring up the ships total system status. He took in the date without much distress; he'd figured that he had had to have been in the pod for quite some time for him to have not been rescued when the repair drones fixed the comm system. He saw that there were at leadt fifty Erinyes in the ship still, evidently posted here by their controller to examine the ship after it had driven the Lanteans from the ship. for a moment, he regretted not asking the Captain for the Fire's Self destruct codes, but he knew that he could still explode the ship if absolutly neccessary, by overloading the ZPM powering the ship. He had no intention of doing that, however, as long as the ship was still servicable. He couldn't stat here, though.

but how to get away....He brought up the Gate-ship hanger on the security system and saw that a trio of the cylindrical ships remained in their berths, still fully powered after thousands of years. He knew that they would be fully stocked with food, water, weapons...he had helped stock them after the ship had crashed. He shut the terminal down, and fired a round into the face of the Erinye crouched in the doorway. the quadraped cried out and fell as the energy pulse splashed over its scales and scorched its eyes. He paid the wounded creature no heed, except to put a round into its gut as he passed, killing it. He had seen the things killing wounded Lanteans with vigor.... he was returning the favor.

The ship was mostly free of the Erinyes, but there was still a lot. After making his way into a main corridor, and running into a formation of a dozen, he was tired. as the last Erinyes dropped to its belly, blood streaming from the wounds in its legs and back, he found he had finally run hi gun out of power, and drew his swords, just as a trio of Erinyes, hearing the gun fire and investigating, came running, and charged him. He threw himself onto the deck and slashed,a sword tip cutting through a flexpoint and opening a Furies jugular. the creature fell, and he made a lazy overhand cut with both blades, catching another in the back with both blades, impaling it. he lept onto its back, pulling the blades free as it collapsed to the deck, and drove both booted feet into the head of the last, driving it to the deck. He raised both blades up, as the Erinyes screamed, and silenced the Fury as his blades found its heart. He pulled the blades free, and continued onwards, the Gate-ship hanger door opening at his approach. He saw immediatly that the external door were still open, which meant a easy escape. that is, if there hadn't been a dragon curled up against the far wall, which regarded him with a bemused eye. He froze, as the scarlet and blue scaled monster watched him like a hawk would a mouse, then ran as it opened its mouth and roared. The closest Gate-ships ramp was down as the Dragon uncurled itself and lazily padded its way over. He dropped into the pilots chair, slapped a palm against the interface panel, and mentally commanded the ship to light its engines, and close the door, just as the Dragon nosed the ship with its armored nose. Luckily the enertials were online, otherwise he would have been thrown into a wall.

He extended the drive pods, and the ship lifted up, the engines begining to provide thrust. The Dragon evidently didn't intend for him to succeed, for it ceased playing with him, and closed its jaws over the ship. The hull was too tough for its teeth to penetrate, but it wasn't trying to bite. Instead, it tossed the ship into the hanger wall.

He slammed his head into the console as the ship hit the wall tail first, and dropped to the deck with a thuderous crash.

- Screw this!-

He sent a command, and the weapons pods extended, the Drones within powering up. A holograhic HUD appeared, and he fired. The jellyfish shaped drones ripped from the launchers, one after another, as he mentally steered them. the first exploded against the Dragons left wing, shreding the membrane. The Dragons eyes blazed with fury , and it roared. the next hit its left forepaw, the inpact and explosion causing it to fall, but other than cracking a few scales, not harming it in the least. The Dragon picked itself up, only to stagger as the next two drones detonated against its immensly armored chest, but it continued to come. He only had two drones left, and the Dragon had begun to run. he fired one at the Dragon, hitting it in the belly, but enraged by the pain of its shredded wing, it didn't even stagger. It leapt, jaws open and four foot long claws extended for the kill. Time slowed as he activated, primed, and fired the last drone. He made it a extension of his own body, steering it, flying it, directly into the Dragons open jaws. The Dragon slammed to the deck in front of him as the Drone detonated in its guts,and it gouted maroon blood from its mouth and nose. He watched as the massive dragon, a fifty foot long creature that had to weigh at least fourty tons, shuddered in its death throes from a weapon that was only two feet long. The dragon stilled, its yellow eyes glazing over as death took it, and he shook himself out of his trance, and placed his hand on the panel again, feeding power to the engines. The little ship surged forward, and the last Lantean left out of the hundreds of the Golden Spirit of Fire's crew looked out over the forest that surronded the ship, and wondered what he was to do now.