HauntingBlackie

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Authors: Laurann Dohner
“We’re meaner. Keep repeating that no matter how many come at us
and take them out fast.”
    “Okay. I don’t plan to play around in a fight. Like I want
to repeatedly hit them. Not!” Danica pulled her sleeves down to her wrists. “I’m
going to try to avoid using my bare hands. Do you think their skin is as
squishy as it looks? I’d totally puke if I hit one of them and my fist went all
the way through.”
    “I worry about you.” Eve grimaced. “Thanks for putting that
image in my head. I really hope you’re wrong. I’m also glad I missed breakfast.
It’s tough to kick ass while food is coming up.”
    “This is a good time to worry.” Danica’s gaze fixed on the
sealed doors. “I wish there was more maneuvering room in here. The designers of
this line of freighters were idiots to make the command center so small. It’s
going to be tight quarters if there are a lot of them.”
    “It’s a transport freighter. They wanted maximum cargo
space. Stay by my side or at my back. Don’t allow them get between us. We stand
a better chance that way.”
    “I know. I’m not senile.” Her sister turned, bent and came
up holding the two sex toys from the bag.
    “What are you going to do with those?”
    She offered one to Eve. “Maybe we can poke out an eye or
something if we use them properly. And it beats touching those mutants with my
fingers.”
    “I’m not taking that. Did you bump your head too? I think I
passed out for a little while after the engines died and that last impact
happened. I don’t know how much time went by but it wasn’t long. I don’t
believe I have a concussion. I’m feeling fine. Maybe you should get behind me
and let me fight the first wave.”
    “I conked out too but I’m okay. You think there are going to
be that many?” Some of Danica’s bravado faded.
    “I don’t know. We killed a bunch of them but I lost count of
how many we plowed into before the engines died and the sensors failed. The
screen got a little wonky before that so I couldn’t see everything we nailed.
There’s also no way to tell the number of pirates living on each ship.”
    A loud screech of metal made them both wince.
    “They are coming,” Eve whispered, staring at the door.
    “That sounded like a seal being forced open.”
    They both backed up.
    “Keep your voice down. Maybe they won’t hear us and move on.”
    “I doubt they are stupid enough to forget to check here but
our voices aren’t going to carry through that sealed door.”
    “I’m not used to it being this quiet, with the engines out.
We could hope it was part of something collapsing instead of them tearing
through seals.”
    “I don’t think so.” Eve hated to disagree but every instinct
told her someone or a bunch of “someones” were coming at them. “You ready? We’ve
faced tougher shit than this. Remember that bar on the station with all the
mechanics? That was grim.”
    “There were only seven of them and they were out of shape.”
    “Yeah, but they were really pissed off. You told them they
were incompetent after the repairs they did.”
    “I was right. We’re still having issues or at least we did,
when we still had a semi-working ship. I’m glad we stuck together, Eve. I know
I bitched a lot about leaving Earth with you but it was better than staying.
You saved my life. It was only a matter of time before I made a mistake and
they discovered—”
    The door was activated when the lights on the panel next to
it flashed but the lock held. There was no doubt they’d been boarded.
    “They could be morons,” Eve hoped aloud. “Maybe they won’t
figure out how to bust in.”
    “That would be great.”
    “Yeah. Of course it would also mean we’re trapped on a
disabled ship in pirate territory. At least this way we’ll be able to steal
something to make it to Titan. If they can reach us, it might gain us a way
out. They know we’re women so they’ll want us alive. That means they are
sealing any breaches

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