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Posted by Black Bolt on 6/20/2008, 11:29 am
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- Attilan, Docking Bay -
Black Bolt walked silently up the walkway into the stealth ship that served as the official Inhumans shuttle. Namor followed closely behind him and closed the walkway once they were boarded. Once on board Black Bolt dropped heavily into one of the padded seats and placed his hands together in his lap. Namor sat across from him and leaned forward.
“I have been in contact with Stark, as of now there have been no other Skrull sightings. It seems our prisoner was not lying, their invasion has not begun in full.”
Black Bolt nodded that he understood, and he stood up from his seat. He walked to the front of the craft and the pneumatic door to the cockpit slid open with a whoosh. He stepped into the small room and placed his hand on Crystals shoulder.
“We will be setting off momentarily my lord.”
Tritoc bowed his head low from the copilot’s seat and Black Bolt waved the pleasantries off. The underwater dweller placed a head set over his head and spoke.
“We will notify you when we have reached the planet Noveria my lord.”
Black Bolt nodded and departed from the cockpit. He passed Namor who was busy sending a transmission to Atlantis. Black Bolt continued to his personal quarters and locked the door behind him.
He felt the vibrations of the ship taking off from the moon, and then felt the powerful engines switching to hyperspace travel. The ship lurched forward and shot into an incredible trajectory.
Black Bolt fell into an egg shaped couch, traditionally meant for Medusa. He pulled off one of his gloves and ran his finger across the soft silky material. He collapsed back into it, and could almost smell the familiar smell of his wives perfume.
My love, what I wouldn’t give to hold you in my arms. The last thing I remember you saying to me was that you loved me, and as always I was unable to respond with the same three words. I hope that you know I love you too, I hope that my actions are strong enough to stand in for my words. I will find you Medusa.
Black Bolt pressed his face into the couch and found himself suddenly exhausted. He had not slept since he had escaped from the Skrull facility on the moon. He was worn out and extremely tired. He closed his eyes, just for a second, and fell asleep thinking of Medusa.
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“My Lord, we have arrived in orbit around Noveria, your presence is needed on the bridge.”
Black Bolt shot up and looked around, momentarily disoriented. He stood and replaced his glove on his exposed hand. He left the royal chambers and passed the empty passenger bay. He stepped through the doorway and met Namor, Crystal, and Tritoc in the cockpit.
“Our sensors are picking up numerous ground to air missile launchers isolated on the far side of the planet. We also detect that there is a large military base with decrypted transmissions coming from it near the missile batteries. If I had to predict where they were being held, that would be it.”
Black Bolt placed his hand on Crystal’s shoulder and squeezed it once. She placed her hand over his and turned to him.
“We will find them.”
He nodded and turned, grabbing an empty seat and waiting for the descent topside.
The craft slid in about 3 miles from the base and touched down silently. The four man crew departed and made the trek across the alien land. When they approached the compound, they noticed that there were no guards stationed outside. There was a large hangar on one side where numerous space vessels were docked, on the other side of the base, a man made river flowed into the compound, no doubt the water source for the facility.
Black Bolt held up two fingers and pointed towards the river. Namor and Tritoc nodded that they understood and they dove into the water near them. Black Bolt motioned for Crystal to follow and they approached the hangar.
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