Silence, the familiar beep of instruments beeping is no longer heard. A young Leverian suddenly bursts awake, they reach for something but they are unable to get to it. Now that eerie silence is and with an absurdly loud alarm, "Warning, shields offline, armor integrity 30%" the Leverian jerks the ship back to life. The lumberous Cruiser turned slowly as the guns furiously pounded a large ship. A loud whiny alarm suddenly blared, "WARNING armor integrity critical! Medium power implants losing Jules!" The heavy cruiser shakes violently, "Garee! The structure is taking damage!" The Leverian nods to itself, "better to leave then to lose a cruiser, the Legionairee is going to be pissed." Suddenly another shake, a very deep whiny alarm this time, "Structure Crit-" 
"Ploting course to empty spa-" an explosion in the lower portions of the cruiser cut the Leverian off. "Jump! Witchspace drive primed and ready!" The Cruiser takes another volly of bullets before it is swallowed by a space distortion of somesort. 

Once the ship exits from another distortion it suddenly all powers down, all the light that is seen is the burning fires that dot the Cruiser's outer hull. The ship used to be a light blue, but now it is a dark black, almost completely burned out. The name of the ship is still visible though, Eclipse, ship of the Leverian pilot Karen Yarra. The ship now a almost lifeless skeleton, drifts slowly, catching rays of the distant star, the cosmic gasses all sorts of colors, it would be breath taking, if Karen wasn't about to die.


The Leverian Cruiser has some small explosions on its hull, but they are quickly extinguished by the coldness of space. The ship was falling apart, all with the pilot Karen inside. Though Karen was not going to let her prized ship burn out, she didn't have too much of a choice, since the Emergency Damage Control Unit could only be activated manually. Karen sat in her pod crying, beeping and red flashes only work to lessen her hopes of having her ship survive. 'Main.. sniff engines offline, all low power, medium power and all but one high power implants sob unresponsive.. this may be it girl.." She spoke with her ship, the poor wounded giant groaning and creaking that sounded like crying to Karen's grief racked ears. "We'll make it out, you and me.."

The Leverians Knew the Eclipse was missing.  Reports of heavy damage had come in just before the "Eclipse" had disappeared.  Thorn looked over the mission details while her jump drive cooled down for another six light year hop, looking for anything.  Her ship knew the Leverians used a modified Einstein Rosen Bridge FTL drive, and that left anomalies that could be tracked.  So far...

"Nothing.  I've been out here three days scanning hard and no--" A sharp beeping interrupted her thought as the Eye picked up not wormhole sign, but a ship.  "Eye in the Sky to Leverian fleet command, I might have something here.  Range forty million kilometers.  Jumping to save burn thrust."

Tenths of a second later, spacetime ripped itself apart and lensed over to allow Thorn to pass.  As a kiss of her main engine came up, a hard probing scan brought to light the extent of the Eclipse's damage.  And an image of smeared paint on the blackened hull.

"Eclipse, this is Eye in the Sky.  I'm reading your short range comms online.  Help is on the way."

A switch over to long range hyperspace radio and she databurst the 3D model of her find alongside the words "We have her.  Repeat, Eclipse located.  Damage extensive, I'm boarding and rendering aid.  All units, coordinates are attached.  Bring technicians and a medical team."

Back to the short range and she set the Eye to keep scanning and monitoring as she slipped into the skin tight bare minimum EVA suit.  "It's going to be alright.  Help's on the way.  Can you open the airlock so I can board?"

Pushing open the cabin door, Thorn gently stood up out of the cryo bed that served as her cockpit and pushed off for the Eclipse's shattered hull

(Another Archive Request *sigh*)