You come again. To what extent? I am finished! The Invaders are dead. There is no more to tell. But Gavin... I did not tell of him. He is fine. He was found by a peaceful planet of Aeris. Xavier's home. But do not worry more, all I ask is why are you asking for more? There is nothing else to tell! Night Crawler? You do not know much of her... Very well...
The federation is on alert. A planet was attacked and crushed by a race of leeches only here to kill for there bloodlust. The federation's dogfighters are sent to kill any leeches and find any surviving locals of the planet. In search, they find nothing but corpse. Ships that were to leave the planet are destroyed and left as debri in space. Escape pods from the ships were all popped open and clean from any living life.
"Why were assigned for this? It's nothing, but a graveyard, Echo. Over" One of the dogfighters wined.
"Clanker, you know why we're here. Those damn Darians are always out somewhere. Find them before they leave and start a new rampage. Over" The debri gets more and more dramatic. Bodies floating in space, bodies in halves and blood hitting the windshields of their Falcons.
An escape pod reveals itself and shows no sign of damage or entry. The leader of the dogfighters saw the pod and rushes to capture it for safety. A female life form is in it and two others dead life forms were in there. The team captures it and orders to bring it back to Federation HQ.
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A briefing room is to house the life form. A small and strange room. There was no where to sit nor rest comfortably. The live form was sitting towards a corner with her arms around her knees facing a corner. A glass wall was behind her. To her a mirror, but on the other side a window. Two federation members stand in front of the glass, one being the dogfighter leader and biology scientist to identify the life form's race.
"How did you find her, Simmons?" the scientist asks.
"In an escape pod with two dead life forms. Why do you ask? I thought I told you, Kron," The dogfighter begins to ponder the life forms movement.
"It's just the life pod had an explosion on the right side of the pod. Which is surprising to see her alive since he seat was on that side."
"Really? Did she contain any damage?"
"Not very major ones. Just a few bruises and hits to the head. Which might explain the signs of Amnesia."
"Does she even know who she is?" The dogfighter watches as the life form shows a beaten tail appear from her rear.
"In matter of fact, no. I don't think she even know's what race she is."
"What is she?" He replies.
"She is a rare species by the name of Demong. A race of intelligent and tactical beings. They became endangered a few thousand years ago." He says. "No has seen them since that entitlement."
The door behind them opens. A large, cloaked man began to descend from the door. A smile was revealed under his official's hat. "Admiral?" The dogfighter stands from his seat and begins to salute him.
"At ease, fighter." he says with a smile. "And please, call me Silas."
"Sorry, sir. It's just we are shaken up by this life form."
"Don't call that anymore. And please tell me why." the biologist begins to take a deep breath.
"She is apart of an endangered race called the Demong, they are thousands of years old and can have the life span of three hundred years. We believe she is the last descendent of the Demong race and we have a chance to replicate her."
"What of the two other life forms?"
"One is in a state of Lazarus Reanimation. The other has no hope of living for she is too mutilated to bring back."
"She?" Silas asked.
"Yes. From our research, she was her mother."
"How sad. What of her. Is she alright?"
We believe so, but we don't know if she can speak." A small voice began to sound.
"Why don't I talk to her?" A teenage girl was standing beside the Admiral with a federation uniform on.
"Jaelen, I told you to stay in the training facility."
"But Papa Silas! I barely see you anymore! Just let me stay with for today." A smile starts to grow on the bearded face of the Admiral.
"Alright, but tomorrow, you will do double the training, okay?" Jaelen lets out a groan.
"Fine!" The scientist and the dogfighter looks towards the life form and see that she is facing the glass wall. "Let me talk to her!" She cries.
"Alright. We will let you talk to her. She doesn't have anything sickening on her, so go ahead."
Jaelen walks in the glass room and tries to talk to her. She is silent. No signs of attention were about her. She was still in the same position, sitting in a corner, hugging her legs with her face tucked in her arms. Jaelen grabbed her shoulder and asked her a question. "What is your name?"
Memories start to flood back in her mind, none were familiar, but one was clear.
"Ashley..."