Pathfinding is Magic Act 1

>Be Anon

>Be day 54 of Siege on Sandraker Command Vessel

>You are a Pathfinder, One of the fastest of your Company

>The leader of your squad

>And today could be the day you die

>Sitting in your barracks with the rest of your squadmate's you take it all in one last time

>Mendez the friendly neighbourhood Heavie is your second, larger then life man, reliable with a love for food and song

>Convinced he would be a bard if he was born into the correct culture

>Robertson is the technician, a failed medic that found himself more at home working on things that don't break so easily as men do

>Still creeped out by that smile he gets whenever you tell him he gets too work on the ships turrets

>The last is Cassandra, an exception too the squad, as a fellow pathfinder she mostly works alongside you too scout the field

>More importantly, shes the only Kai-Lock in the squad

>But you wouldn't be working with her today

>Not on this mission

>The siege would be happening within the hour, and you were given a simple task from the higher ups today

>Simple, but carrying years worth of importance with it

>You were too infiltrate the enemy vessel as a one man suicide mission

>And steal an experimental warp drive

>As you sit in your barracks you break out of your internal monologue slightly

>Robert and Mendez are playing checkers with oreos

>No wonder Robert's been putting on weight, the mans too good at checkers

>Mendez curses as another warrior falls too the techincians unstoppable appetite

>Cass is polishing her boots

>She was always proud of being the fastest Pathfinder in the field

>Until she got out of bootcamp that is, and met you

>Now she finally had a rival, granted most rivals don't have angry sex with you in the barracks after you beat them in a race

>You sigh and heave backwards in your chair and stare at the ceiling, tapping your feet on the floor

>Something tells you today isn't gonna end well

 

 

>Squad has gathered in deployment hold

>Mendez in cuddling his Spinfuser as always

>Robert is off fiddling with his thumper or god knows what

>He doesn't come with you guys into battle

>Cassandra is sleeping against the wall

>Unlike you shes wide awake after her naps, not a zombie waiting too be put out of his misery

>Goddamn magic or something

>Sometimes you swear you can hear her mutter something about someone named P diddy

>Women are strange creatures, human or not

>More importantly your happy shes sleeping because is she wasn't you'd be getting glared at

>She was the second choice for your mission

>You beat her out on experience only

>She doesn't like being 1-upped

>That aside you pat Mendez on the shoulder and take your leave

>Your mission starts as soon as the first deployment happens in 5 minutes

>Gotta double check your equipment

>Explosive charges? check

>Spinfuser? Check

>Impact Nitro? Double Check A+

>Eyeing your shotgun you choose too leave it here in wake of more Spinfuser ammo and another Nitro

>Speed will be how you finish this mission, not combat prowess

>Your gear in place, You head too your deployment pod

>Soon the battle would be underway

>For better or worse.

 

 

>You never did like combat

>The Sandraker's had put up a defensive line around the ship

>They aren't attacking, simply deflecting any means of getting close with force barriers

>Clever girls.

>From atop your hill you can see the ship clearly, your front line is pushing towards the ship but cant break though

>Granted they aren't supposed too, your mission takes highest command today

>They are too cause a break in the line not too engage on it but enough that it disrupts the enemy ranks

>After that its just you and a date with a boost Nitr-

>SUDDENLY ENEMY RETREAT ORDER

>Enemy line breaks completely

>Sandrakers are skiing as if Satan himself ordered the falling back

>Blood eagle forces frozen in place at the sight

>"What in the Shazbo-"

>WARNING, WARNING, RUSTLE APPROACHING

>Sandraker vessel is being enveloped by a dark blue aura

>Silence overtakes the field before a wall of sound hits you, knocking you onto your ass

>Hear the sound of screeching metal

>Lightning cracks around the ship, lurching forwards a warp field appears in front of it

>SHAZBOT

>Instinct takes over as you slide down the hillside and dart towards the now LEAVING ship

>STUPID STUPID STUPID the Commander had TOLD you they were only biding time here till they could test its in-atmosphere warping capability

>You hit a small hill and drop a nitro behind you as you overtake it

>Your jimmies feel like they just got shot by a turret

>GREEN HILL ZONE AINT GOT SHIT ON ME

>Hundreds of feet in the air you rocket towards your goal

>The ship is almost completely gone now

>Blood eagle forces beginning too scatter in panic as they realize whats happening

>Body is moving on its own at this point

>GIVE ME WARP 5 MR.SULU

>AYE SIR

>Within arms reach of the ship as it passes though and the portal closes behind you

>A realm of lightning and sound welcomes you and the command ship disappears

>Darkness

 

>You were never one for the Blood Eagle mentality

>As a teenager you were recruited for basic training after you broke the local record at a speedtrack using busted ski's

>Lucky for you the local recruiter for the 45th Pathfinder Infantry had been watching

>yeah....lucky you

>And now here you were, surrounded by black and floating in empty space

>Swirling around in darkness you felt odd

>was this...death? had you finally bitten the bullet for the sake of speed?

>A true pathfinders death

>still, it was a nice tough that it had too be so windy in the afterlife

>windy?

>wait a tick

>SINCE WHEN DID WIND EXIST IN THE AFTERLIFE

>Mach 6 panic mode initiate

>JIMMIES, WHERE FOR ART THOU JIMMIES

>Eyes suddenly crack open and are blown wide from the wind

>Huh, so this is what dying is like

>Fall towards a rainbow palette landscape from a few thousand feet in the air?

>Could be worse

>Thought hits you as you turn and look at the glaring sun

>You might be ALIVE

>Oh hey there ground, you sure do have a habit of sneaking up on people don't you

>BRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKE

>Turning your Jetpack on too maximum thrust the inertia hits you like a brick too the face

>For the first time in your life you attempt too go slow

>Nearly shed a tear in disgust of yourself

>Your slowing down now but the ground is AWFULLY close

>Spot a bright red barn nearby among'st the endless forest and aim for the slanted roof

>Hit with the force of a crazy train

>Shingles fly around you as you ricochet/ski off the side of the roof onto the ground

>OW FUCK MY KNEES

>HOLY SHIT IM ALIVE

>WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO

>Suddenly realize your still going mach 3 on the ground towards an apple tree

>SHAZB-

>A deep thud sends birds in a 500 foot radius flying too the sky

>Darkness claims you once more as faint shouts reach your ears