In the gloomy, spacious room among strange artefacts, stone furniture and unusual architecture of embossed wall prints and luminous blue light lamps, the thing that stand out the most to Lindsey is the unusual sword monument situated at the far end of the room. To a massive block of stone, a sword is thrust. From the looks of it, the heavy blue bladed sword wrapped in cobwebs had spent many centuries plunged in there, waiting for its Arthur or so as Lindsey imagined. It had curious carving on the blade, the profile of a lightning, Lindsey deduced.Lindsey settled on her knee before it and studied the inscription written on the stone but to no avail as the language was scripted in alien characters. Although it had a little bit of similarity to the Atlantean language but the correlation would not make sense, she decided for now.She sighed and looked around for other things of interest in the chamber. Somehow, the feel of the room reminded her of the temple room in the A

Somewhere round the coordinates of Earth space are the vanguards of WDF spacefighters ships strategically positioned everywhere, Lt Phil Wilson and his men knew all too well. But the view from the exteriors of their cockpits had been nothing but the seemingly peaceful blanket of stars for the past couple of hours.Ava had successfully eluded them all - the three men realised.They had flown in silence for most of the 3 hours in space, their ships flying at their max hyperspeed of 30 kiometers per second, waiting for a command from HQ for their unprecedented situation, knowing that the enemy fleet is just a couple of hours trajectory from where they are, probably aware, in one way or another, of the rogue Earth unit that seemed to be headed their way. But there have been no movement from the adversaries as far as their radars are concerned...so far.They are probably just waiting with their guns for these trivial pursuers to appear within sight and annihilate, Alec thought. What a sens

The mother fortress looked like a massive, basalt rock in space - a clear-cut, uncomplicated structure, so marvelled Alec, Phil and Sanders. Like a nicely carved out piece of an asteroid that broke off.They watched as the ship opened up to receive them, a huge mouth into what appears to be the hangar, beckoning them inside. Ava's ship had gone in first and the boys followed suit in their spacefighters, into this dark space tunnel. As the hangar gates begin to slid back to a close, effectively separating them from the vacuum of space as well as their pursuers which the Zhinra fighters had engaged on their behalf, the sound of machinery grinding and whirring invaded their senses, even in the comfort of their cockpits.They all switched into their battlesuit mode and floated on, sans thrusters, towards the light at the end of the tunnel."Guys, I know this is pretty much an inappropriate feeling right now, but I am pretty much amazed to be inside an enemy ship rig

The ship is a complex maze of rundown passageways. Lightings that lined the halls provide sparse and choppy illumination. The air is musty and the dark, stonewalls and floors dry. The walls seemed to be made of concrete instead of metals and stuff. If they didn't know any better, they would think that they're running around inside a very huge dark, dismal gothic castle somewhere in Scotland that seemed all deserted.Garullo was ahead of them with sure steps, his antennas moving and shifting about. Lindsey had to surmise that his navigating ability is rendered by those antennas---a biological sensor, or something more complex than that. Maybe they really are a race born to explore and navigate this universe more than any one else can, she thought.Luckily for the past half an hour they haven't run across any Zhinra. It seems that their escape hasn't been discovered yet as an alert is not evident. They locked the three Zhinras back in the chamber to make sure they won't

Ava found herself being escorted towards a close huge metal door. The guards then pushed it open, slightly illumining the dark room inside."You may enter," ordered one of the guards.She stepped inside without hesitation. The door closed behind her, engulfing her in darkness. She felt compelled to walk a little further and stopped when she felt she had to.Suddenly the lights came on---dim lights from a few hanging chandeliers above the ceiling. She found herself in a spacious hall. There was a large, round platform in front of her. Soon the lights went out, plunging her into searing darkness again.But there was something soothing to it all --- to this darkness. The detached feeling from the world, from reality, brought about a feeling of solitude to her. Hiding in the shadows had always been her solitude.Strange sounds came to her, the sound of moving walls. Then the room lit up once again, not from the chandeliers but from bright blue lights that flared from the center of the rou