Journey of the Xenon Alamance

Chapter 1
 Kryzacs settled easily in his leather bound chair. It was the first time he had done so, just starting up the Xenon Alamance herself only moments ago, after seeing Makuta Tazzuk off to his own dimension of course. To his right was his lieutenant, Lectra, and his commander, Ghorsaz, a milky white figure the size of a Toa, but favored a long, red scythe over tradition tools. Kryzacs seemingly motioned towards Ghorsaz to give the order to move the ship out of the hanger, which was constructed on an out of the way asteroid millions of miles from Spherus Magna. Like the golden gates of heaven, the twin doors slid open and the Xenon Alamance's engines roared as the great big craft gained altitude.     "Ghorsaz," Kryzacs said. "Bring us into the Veram Universe. We have reports that is where the Society HQ Ship is currently located. Prepare our offenses as best you can. This will not be an easy battle."

   Nodding, Ghorsaz ran off to run a million orders, while Lectra <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">stood by Kryzacs's side, waiting for the entire ship to skip <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">dimensions. This nearly impossible feat had only been accomplished by <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the Society's own Headquarter ship, but Kryzacs had faith in the Xenon <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Alamance's architect, Arthimedes, so so did Lectra.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">     Minutes later, Ghorsaz returned. "Master, we have received an <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">update on Arthimedes current location. Solaren is closing in on him."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">    Kryzacs smiled. Arthimedes had only just escaped from his Legion <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of Death captors weeks after the Xenon Alamance had been completed, in <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">a smaller ship dubbed the Xenon Artha, a small shuttle originally <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">designed to be part of the Xenon Alamance as a gigantic escape pod. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Poorly armed, the Legionier Solaren had been sent in a fully armed <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">fighter to hunt down Arthimedes and hopefully recapture him. It seems <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the hunter has finally at last caught his prey.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">    "Good," Kryzacs said, a sinister grin on his face. "Tell Solaren <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to bring Arthimedes to the Veram Universe in these specific <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">coordinates." Kryzacs handed Ghorsaz a console. "He must not fail us. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Arthimedes in Protecter hands can signify a turning point in this <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">young war. He must not fail."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">   "Yes, Master," once again, Ghorsaz retreated down the hallway to a <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">small command center, as the entire Xenon Alamance lurched into the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Veram Universe, Miles away from the Soviety of Great Protecters White <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Headquarter Ship.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Characters

 * Kryzacs (belongs to Daxanere1216)
 * Ghorsaz
 * Lectra (belongs to Daxanere1216)