TITLE: MUTINY ON THE NAPOLEON
Space pirates escaping with contraband on board are being fired on by a warship from the planet below.
“Hang on, we’re going to crash,” Tobias said bracing himself and cutting power.
Mac grabbed the sides of the seat as the horizon loomed in front of them. She shut her eyes waiting for the crash. A careening whine made her open her eyes again.
“Incoming,” Zav shouted as the Demiatrix shuttle gained on them. A blast of gunfire shot past them.
“If they hit us, we’re goners,” Donel put in. Mac stared at him. Thanks for pointing out the obvious.
A large expanse of sand loomed ahead of them. To the right, Mac spotted a small grove of trees, or what looked like trees. “There, to the right,” she indicated. “Make for the grove, at least we won’t be out in the open.” Tobias turned the shuttle and flew toward the trees.
Unfortunately the Demiatrix shuttle fired on them at the same time and they began to careen out of control directly toward the trees at full speed.
Tobias was no longer in the pilot's seat and she heard a sickening sound of metal being twisted in ways it wasn’t supposed to be twisted in. She smelled something burning and felt the front of the shuttle collapse like a day-old pastry as it smacked against a tree. Intense brief pain caused Mac to scream before everything went black.