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Chapter 3
by lurker01
What is the cargo, can Verov be trusted?
It's a setup
Having made his position clear on the matter Mal ordered wash to lay in a course for the co-ordinates Verov had arranged to meet him.
“I don’t get it, why would he want to met us there, there aren’t any outposts or planets in that area.” Said Zoe
“Don’t know but if it gets that contract off my head I’m willing to find out.” Said Mal.
“You know you’ll regret it.”
“You know you two said there was nothing in this part of space,” said wash, “Well we’re coming up on it and there is something, something big.”
Zoe looked out the window, “That looks like a warship, and a pretty big one at that, why would he need us if he has his own ship?”
“Good question.”
“He’s sending us a message ordering us to prepare for docking., he’s coming in pretty fast.” Said Wash.
“Zoe arm up and get Jayne, I got a bad feeling about this.” Said Mal looking at the shadow that was now being cast over his ship.
“Oh now you have a bad feeling.” She replied.
As the two ships docked Jayne, Zoe and Mal took up position at the entrance point where the connection had been made and waited. Moments later the hatch opened and four men dressed in the uniforms of Verov’s private security **** emerged.
“Where’s Verov.” Asked Mal pointing his gun at them.
“He’s coming but first he wanted us to give you a message.” Said one of the guards revealing a small device in his hand which before anyone could react he and two of his colleges had fired at Mal, Zoe and Jayne.
A surge of energy crackled around their bodies crashing them down onto the deck unable to move.
“Oh shit this isn’t good.” Said Mal through clenched teeth.
“You said nothing ‘bout them havin lazers.” Snapped Jayne trying to move.
“Not lazers Mr Cobb.” Said a man emerging from the ship, “these devices are my latest project they fire off a discharge which travels through the central nerve system inflicting quite a bit of pain and causing a temporary shut down of the muscles in your body, total paralysis for about thirty minutes.”
“I thought we had a deal Verov, I deliver your cargo and all bad blood goes away.” Said Mal.
“Did you really believe that, do you know what you cost me, how much I was commissioned to manufacture those **** the long term gains it would have had supplying them and how much you damaged my reputation, you have cost me more than your life is worth more than 10000 times what it’s worth turning your two fugitives over to the alliance and you thought I’d let it go.”
“Well I thought the cargo run might……”
“Oh I always intended for you to deliver a cargo but you already had it on board, your female crew members will be more than enough to work off the debut you owe me and as an added bonus you get to live with the guilt of what’s going to happen to them.” He turned to his guards, “Stun the rest of the crew and bring the females here, watch out for the girl her abilities will make her difficult. Once you have them destroy whatever power systems this scrap heap and transmit its location to alliance we’ll leave you dead in space for them.”
“Yes sir.” Said three of the guards leaving to find the rest of the crew.
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Created on Oct 4, 2005 by lurker01
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