Captain Hunt Treval, The Colony, Base 3, New Arrivals Processing Room
Captain Hunt Treval, The Colony, Base 3, New Arrivals Processing Room
Impatience clawed through me, making me twist in my seat. Across the table, our four newest arrivals stared at me with a mixture of rage and despair. They attempted to mask their pain, but the anger? The anger was clear in the tense lines of their bodies, the grim set of their lips, the complete lack of humor in their gazes. They were warriors of the Coalition Fleet, had survived capture and t*****e at the hands of our enemy, the Hive, and now they were here.
here.No one ever wanted to be here.
The fury was something warriors were all too familiar with. And those sent to The Colony had more reason to rage than most. I knew. We all knew. We were out
