A Step Further

The bridge was eerily quiet, in a way that would’ve creeped me out a few weeks earlier. The standard white lighting of the ships was off and had been replaced by dull red lighting. Commander Adrian was seated on his chair and Zepherine on hers, their eyes moving constantly as they looked at the windowpanes and beyond, expecting an attack any moment. But so far there was no offensive move by the black warship.

“Target, eighty clicks starboard side”, the helmsman informed.

“Master chief”, Adrian spoke, “how long before they can see us on their screen”.

The old man turned around, “five maybe ten minutes, no more”.

“All engines halt”, Adrian ordered.

“All engines halt, aye sir”, the helmsman responded as he pulled back a lever.

“Signal team Cobra to head out, and set up a perimeter”.