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Dimitris stepped outside the ship holding his rifle under his arm hearing the voice and paused standing overly confused. "Todd... Todd!? How'd the- How did you? - What!?"

Dimitris walks over and pauses. "Wow, you smell weird." His nose twitches at the stagnant scent coming from Todd before shrugging and motioning for him to come to the ship.

Rocky sighed and looked to the sky. "Well, i think were there. I think we're there. The digital world..." He put his paws behind his head and stared at the sky. "Yup, cuz I'm pretty sure that the sky looks a little bit different back home..."

"Personally I think of 'her' is enough, if this is what comes forth." Dimitris chimed in sardonically, he walked into the ship giving another look around for any more of the creatures that attacked him at the other ship. "Maybe since he went in a different cruiser when we left our world he ended up here ahead of us. Hell! I don't know how the universal continuum is corrupted by accelerated transportation. Just glad you are in one piece, more so than the pilot of the 'Chiroptera'." Sitting down in his seat he looked back to Rocky. "Since we are in a different world then are you homesick, from your mother?"

(now proceeding to jack the action up...and a bit of a ironic(at least to me) side note- one of the characters from the series that the Golden Spirit of Fireis from, Stargate: Atlantis, is named Todd....and he's usually NOT the good guy....)

The Erinyes were everywere.

He'd been in the air for nearly three hours now, working outward from the crashed Golden Spirit of Fire, and his sensors had shown that the woods teemed with the engineered creatures. He mentally steered the Gate-ship into another turn when the sensors pinged. He sent the appropriate commands, and a readout appeared on the Holo HUD. He looked it over; a large mass of Titanium/Uranium metal had been detected ahead, starship quality. He focused the sensors in that direction, and found his first non-Fury lifesigns. They were not Lantean, but he didn't care; any sentient life form that didn't try to kill him would be welcome. He steered the ship in the direction of the life signs, when his board screamed out a alert. Without even really thinking about it, he cut the engines, the ship dropping, and the talons of the Dragon cut small grooves in his top armor rather than bisecting the ship like they would have had he not dropped.

-Were the HELL did this b*****d come from?!-

He put the ship into a hard starboard roll as the Dragon spat something at him. according to his sensors, it had been a extremly corrosive and virulent acid. Apparently the Erinyes Controller had made some enhancements during the time he had been asleep. The Dragon roared, then....vanished.

- The hell? It can cloak now? Well, two can play at that game...

The cylindrical vessel rippled and faded away as he fed power to her cloaking generator, the ship effectivly fading from the gaze of-he hoped- the organic sensors of the Erinyes Dragon.The ship hummed along, all sensors watching, and He primed the Drones as the Dragon, apparently confused were its prey had gone, faded into view. He took a look at the reading; modified phase distortion, as he had suspected. different than Lantean tech, but obviously derived from it. Unfortunatly for the now hovering Dragon, Lantean cloaks were still the best. He armed six Drones, and ripple fired them all.

Distracted as it was looking around, the Dragon didn't notice the six golden streaks of light until it was far too late. The explosion of the first trio of Drones lit up the sky, and splintered the immensly thick diamond scales on its head. The next three sprayed maroon, grey, and red gore all over the forest as the last three Drones lodged in the now-vulnerable Dragons skull, the Dragon screaming in agony from the concussion of the first blasts, and detonated. The massive carcass crashed into the forest, hundred meter tall trees crushed to pulp under its armored bulk. He grimaced as a splash of steaming blood covered the viewport, and he spun the ship until enough of it had been pulled off by centrifical force that he could see. He looked out and saw a big gap in the forest, still smouldering in places from obvious weapons fire, and took in the sight of the tilted, Delta-winged shape of the vessel in the center with relief. He brought the ship down, and retracted the flight pods, the ship touching the charred ground gently.

- Someone I can talk to, at last!