The Ebon Triangle were a moderately successful slave trading company. Large enough to hold their own against most competitors, but not yet a galactic player in their own right. Unfortunately for them, this made them a perfect target for assimilation by the expanding Nemesis Cartel. The Triangle's members were mostly Trocks: a large, brutish humanoid species whose aggression made them ideal for Nemesis cyber-conversion. Further, the triangle had recently aqcuired a large lot of high-grade stock. The time for the Nemesis to strike was now.

A small island off the coast of the major landmass of Vanejin VI housed the Triangle's secret headquarters. It was a relatively secure compound, boasting sentries, motion detectors and automated turrets with multi-optics and target reccognition software. A fifteen foot high wall topped with laser fencing surrounded the complex. Towers stood at each of the three corners of the triangular layout. Twice as high as the wall, they supported gun emplacements with overlapping fields of fire. There was little cover between the beach and the wall and only one entrance by land: a fortified gate centered between two of the towers. It was connected to a small pier by a graded road, but was little used, as most traffic arrived by air at a small internal landing field.

These defences meant little to the group of Nemesis destroyers gathering far overhead, shimmering into existence as they exited hyperspace. The sleek, black craft were nearly invisible in the dark of space, and though detected by Vanejin space traffic control were not impeding any normal traffic, so were not challenged. The Ebon Triangle remained unaware of their gathering doom.

But the Nemesis were not the only ones intersted in the Ebon Triangle this night. At least one other had become aware of their secret headquarters, and of their recent butal raids on some independent colonies. To Niko, the defences must seem formidable, but she was undoubtedly resourceful enough to find a way, little knowing that bearding the lions of this den would land her in the middle of a war.

Vanejin VI has always been a planet hated by most by humans who were lucky enough to roam the galaxy with out a tight leash around their neck. Niko swore she would never come back here after being rescued years ago by the A.D.D who liberated a slave transport moving off world, that transport just happened to be owned by a certain slave company that went by the name of "The Ebon Triangle" a name Niko didnt remainber her self, however she must of heard it at many points in the past she can't seem to remember before she was transformed into the freak she is now..... Whenever Niko looked in a mirror she was always left questioning, what it was that she might of looked like before she was taken away from where ever she was, a place called earth..... or a school controlled by monsters? Niko didn't know the details all to well, she didn't recall much of anything before her body was ripped apart and pieces replaced by the strange technology keeping her alive now.... The same technology that made her sometimes wish she were dead, however for whatever reason Niko could never find the reason to just give up, maybe she was just to stubborn or angry to die, maybe she was she just had to many questions, mybe it was a combination of all those things. Niko wasn't sure, and honestly she wasn't sure that she would ever find the answers as to why she does the things she does, but it was definitely something that kept her going, a burning desire inside of her that kept her from giving up and right now that burning desire burned hotter than ever especially when lives were on the line.... and answers to her mysterious past were so close somewhere in the facility above.

".... I hate this planet..... it stinks.... nothing ever good comes of this place...." Niko said to herself quietly as she dredged through the waist high murky water of the underground tunnel she found herself in. In truth Niko couldn't actually smell anything in this disgusting tunnel as currently she was wearing a sealed domed helmet that obscured her features and allowed her to breath underwater while she was clad a form fitting black skin tight suit designed for underwater infiltration. None of her skin was exposed to the cold contaminated water, however the black skin suit left little to the imagination as it accentuated the curves of her body, the perky roundness of her breasts as well as the tone lean bottom that the suit hugged so tightly as Niko quietly moved through the tunnel to the destination on her H.U.D.

This was already a risky job, but it paid well, a whole 50% up front, it gave Niko the opportunity to buy gear for the mission, issue a custom loadout for the job, such as amphibious cyber-tech for her arms and legs giving her retractable fins, and air jets, scuba equipment, as well as a waterproof tactical rifle and rounds and side blaster. This sorta of job required her equipment to be lighter and less in turn less sturdy, but if she understood things correctly the facility was less active on this day that that she need a reason to hit up some slaver scum as learning about the target company caused her to be more eager about volunteering for the job since the name of the Ebon Triangle was the only named she knew of that was linked to her past, but for now Niko just focused on the mission at hand as the schematics she got from her mysterious benefactor told her that the tunnel she was in would lead her to an unoccupied cellar in the basement complex of the compound, from there Niko was to find the facilities reactor room, sabotage a power conduit and cause it to go into emergency shut down and force the facility to go onto backup generators which would in turn lower the bases defense and allow a a off site team of mercenaries to assault the outer exterior and jump in with a ship to scoop up both Niko, the team and the liberated slaves to safety.... The plan was complicated, and Niko was sure that the plan wouldn't survive contact with the enemy, plans hardly ever did.

-Niko's current gear-

Agent Crimson of the ADD or her regular name of Kara Wilson. The young Agent had been sent to Vanejin VI by the ADD Command, due to a growing problem with the Ebon Triangle a group that had gotten onto the ADD's radar in a bad way. She had been sent as a scout to see what the defenses were like and if possible infiltrate and see what could be gleamed from this faction before the ADD could send in a raiding party. Her ship was currently in stealth mode and hovering nearby the island but staying out of range of any potential detection. Kara frowned as she was keeping her suit at the ready. She was preparing for an eventual strike but something stayed her hand for now. She frowned as her ship had detected alot more vessels in high orbit than normal, even for Vanejin VI.

For now she was relaying the islands defense layout to the ADD relaying the information out into space. But despite her trying to encrypt it...no doubt the intel could be spotted and intercepted before it reached any ADD forces. Giving away the Ebon Triangles defenses to any who had plans for this Den of Monsters. Kara was on edge drumming her fingers on her dashboard of her cockpit waiting for a moment of weakness she could use to attempt an infiltration.

High above the island, the last of the Nemesis flotilla exitited hyperspace. Aboard the lead cruiser, A Nemesis Overloard floated in the middle of the command deck. Its ovoid stucture set it apart from the rest of the Nemesis crew, as did its gold with black trim color scheme.

"REPORT," the Overlord shouted in it gurgly electronic voice.

A Flurry of nearly identical warbling voices responded: "ALL SHIPS ARRIVED AND IN COMBAT FORMATION."

"VANEJIN SPACE CONTROL ISSUED NO CHALLENGE."

"TARGET HAS NOT DETECTED US."

"ADD COMMUNICATION SIGNALS DETECTED NEAR TARGET. SPEC OPS ENCRYPTION. IDENT CODE CRIMSON."

"EXCELLENT, MOLE REPORTS ARE CONFIRMED. WE WILL CAPTURE AGENT CRIMSON AND PRESENT HER TO LORD RAETHOS AS A TROPHY. INTERCEPT SIGNAL AND RETURN PRIORITY ONE INFILTRATION ORDER. SAME ENCRYPTION. IDENT HIGH COMMAND. DIVERT ADD REINFORCEMENTS TO SITE B."

"I OBEY." The Nemesis cyborg relayed the appropriate signals using stolen ADD codes and frequencies. Agent Crimson was to infiltrate at earliest opportunity. Meanwhile, her backup was redirected to a different site on the opposite coast where a team of Nemesis waited in ambush.

"SUBJECT N1K0 HAS ENTERED UNDERGROUND AREA THROUGH SEA TUNNEL AS DIRECTED," a Nemesis reported.

"HER DIVERSION IS UNNECCESSARY, WE SHOULD PROCEED IMMEDIATELY," another returned.

"LORD RAETHOS ORDERS IT SO; WE WAIT FOR THE POWER TO SHUT DOWN. HAIL LORD RAETHOS!" the Overlord declared,

"HAIL LORD RAETHOS!" All the others responded.

*****

Meanwhile, on the island below, The Ebon Triangle slavers were blissfully unaware of the scourge about to descend upon them. The Troks were celebrating after a successful round of recent raids, many of them breaking in the new slaves personally. Many of the halls were filled with grunts and cries and screams and sobs. The Sentries were still on duty and reasonably alert, but they saw no sign of the impending chaos; they could not know a cyborg intruder had been given secret entrance information or that an ADD stealth ship hovered just outside detection range. The watched and waited eagerly for their replacements to show so they could join in the orgy.

*****

In the watery tunnel, Niko found her progress remarkably smooth. The cellar was sealed with an aging blast door, but the code she had been given worked perfectly. As she had been told, no one was present in the abandoned cellar and the few Troks in the area were otherwise occupied, making her approach to the reactor realatively easy. Although the pitiful cries of the girls 'occupying' those troks might tug at her sensibilities as she slipped stealthily past. Little did she know that the mysterious benefactor who had provided her intel was actually Raethos, Lord of the Nemesis. This place was a trap for her as well as the members of the Ebon Triangle.

*****

And in Agent Crimson's ship, her apparently genuine orders came through:

Proceed with infiltration, priority one. Back-up enroute. Ident: High Command.

The codes and encryption were genuine and current to the day, stolen by moles within the ADD command structure. They easily passed muster, even if the order was a bit unusual.

Dredging through the dark dank maze of tunnels under the island fortress Niko reached the destination marked on her H.U.D thanks to the map uploaded to her by her mysterious benefactors, whoever they might be. Theories had made Niko wondered who was providing the intel, was it a pretentious mercenary group or faction of freedom fighters? was it that active religious order shes been hearing so much about? or was it simply a branch of the A.D.D seeking to liberate people from Vanejin VI. Niko wasn't sure, not that it really changed anything in the grand scheme of things, so long as the mission was a success and the enslaved women trapped above were rescued and taken somewhere nicer then the hole they were in really didn't matter Niko guess as fleeting thought crossed her mind and she reached the large rusted blast door.

"Ok.... here we are...." Niko said to herself quietly, her tone of voice still finding the urge to whisper despite not a soul being able to hear her down in the tunnels, even if she screamed at the top of her lungs not a sound would breach the large steel bulkhead that was caked in years of rust, mud, and other sea crustaceans left behind from the rising and falling water levels that constantly filled and drain the tunnels as Niko pushed through the water and to the door where she wiped away dirt and underwater plant life to expose a grime covered number pad with what would be considered an archaic lock when compared to today's security standards. Niko's intel stated that the door was still functional and would open with a sequence of proper codes imputed in the proper order as she would carefully pressed the number pad speaking each digit number as she went until she noted a faint green glow of a confirmation followed by the hiss of escaping air and the metal of gears grinding open as the cellars bulkhead opened for the first time since the facilities construction.

Water and mud rushed into the cellar basement as Niko would waste little time hurrying in through the bulkhead before to much water filled the basement area as she would quickly re-engage the hydraulic gate to reseal once again, cutting her off from the way she got inside as Niko would quickly turn with her back to the door and scan the cellar for hostiles with her light, raising her rifle before she moved cautiously forward to the stairwell leading up into the main facility.

Before Niko would proceed she would unseal her stuffy helmet and for the first time in a while breath unfiltered air as she almost regretted the action as the rancid odor of the tunnel assaulted her nostrils. Niko was happy to have the fish bowl off her head and the chance to let down her hair, however she scrunched her nose at the mildew odor that wafted into the cellar when she opened that blast door. Niko took the smell as an excuse to check her gear for any water damage as she checked her wrist mounted computer, her holstered blaster, before she cleared the barrel to her rifle and checked the rotators on her arms and legs, checking if anything had gunked up the cybernetics as she rolled her wrist and slowly swung a knee back and forth. Everything seemed at optimal efficiency, nothing seemed damaged, or worn as she had the air jets, and the small flippers fold back into ports located on her cybernetic limbs before she climbed the rest of the way up the stairs.

Nikos gear assessment took her less the 30 seconds as she moved up the stairs and into the main basement complex. The door to the cellar was located in a T-shaped intersection that braced off into other areas of the facility as Niko would slowly open the door afther she had used a snake camm to check the hallway as she would open the door and step out, first aim her rifle down one path way, then the other incase any hostial happened to pass by unexpectedly, fortunately none did as Niko would quickly look over her map for the path to the reactor room on her HUD as she would quickly hustle down the hall twords her objective.

The documents her benefactors provided her had mentioned some of the aliens known as Troks, big, nasty race of aliens who made excellent bodyguards, and soldiers. They were as large as there temper and twice as rough around the edges Niko had heard,running into one in a straight fight with her current load out wasn't ideal, so catching one off guard or at a range was the best method Niko assessed in her head as she moved only to slow as rounded a corner and heard the pitiful cry echo down the hall forcing her to quickly snap her head back in the opposite direction.

At first Niko's face was lite up with surprise, her mind raced at the thought that she was spotted before she quickly realised what that sounds was as her expression shifted from surprise to sheer anger as she took step in that direction only to hesitate as her rational mind dragged her back to reality. "No.... don't blow your element of surprise.... stay on mission objective.... risking the rescue for a handful of people is not heroic... it stupid........." Niko's inner voice said to herself as she hesitantly looked down the hall where she could hear the obvious screams of pain as well as the guttural laughter of a group of Troks no doubt raping a group of their prisoners senseless as Niko would grit her teeth in frustration to the point it almost hurt as she maintained her bad tasting sense of discipline and quickly hustled down the hall to the reactor rooms power supply bay as Niko would run to a large door as she would input a set of keys that she was provide in order to grant herself access.

-The Reactor Room-


There was a sigh of relief as the doors access terminal blinked green acknowledging her access to the reactor room. Part of her was worried that the codes would not have worked and she would be locked out, she was happy that wasn't the case as Niko would wait for the door to slide open as she would quickly move in, her rifle raised at the ready incase her intel was incorrect and the reactor room was not empty like it should be, lucky for Niko it was as she would scan the chamber, her cybernetic eyes quickly flicking around the room seeking any Troks, or other aliens that may have been linger in the room for some unknown reason.

Confirming the area to be clear Niko would wait for the door to the reactor room to close before she would sling her rifle over her shoulder and quickly get to work on setting the micro explosives onto the power conduits of the reactor. The micro explosives Niko was placing were two small palm sized disks with a small digital reader in the center. The miro explosives were small and set to timers meant to go off roughly 10 minutes afther they were armed. The mirco explosives were small yield were not meant for large scale destruction but instead only meant to destroy the power conduits on the reactor while leaving the rest of the system itself intact to be repaired. Niko didn't know why her benefactors cared if the reactors remained intact, but she figured it was meant to make the sabotage look like a simple accident until it was too late and the raid on the base was already underway shortly afther the explosives went off.

Niko would set the charges on each conduit, arming the first then the second in rapid succession, syncing their timers almost perfectly as Niko wouldn't waste time to returning back twords the door to the reactor room and re-engage the heavy dura-steel bulkhead to open as Niko would move back out into the hall way and onto her next part of the mission objective.... -secure the prisoners and quietly eliminate hostiles- ..... Niko knew exactly where to start with that objective as she raised her rifle and would quickly hussle back down the hall for where she came, round a bend to where she heard those cries..... help was coming.

Crimson silently waited on her vessel watching the island with disdain for these criminals, when she heard the sound of her command sending a new order. Informing her as priority one infiltration order. Crimson sighed as she moved towards the back of her vessel informing her A.I to stay floating and await remote command before she secured her helmet...and slipped a small aquatic additions to her suit that being a pair of flippers onto her feet as she grabbed a waterproofed rifle and slung it behind her back before the ships ramp lowered down.

She looked towards the island before she dived into the water! Carefully swimming towards the island as she could. Not knowing of the other distraction inside the compound already. Using her small size to avoid the detection as best as possible to make them think she was just a small creature swimming in the sea. She slowly circled the island looking for a good weak spot in the defenses. Moving one hand towards a scrambler she had on hand and activated it before she began swimming towards the beach to get onto the island quickly.

She swam with well trained motions and eventually arrived at the beach, ditching her flipper attachments to her feet as she drew her rifle at the ready. Having picked this part because of some rock cover to hide herself if needed as she looked around the wall activating her suits camouflage function as her form shimmered out of view before she slowly approached the walls.

It was easy for Niko to follow moans and cries to their source. In a small guard room, three Troks ravaged a pair of human girls. The door to the chamber was open, letting the sounds and scents of sex flood into the corridor as well as affording the cyborg intruder a view of the scene within. The largest Trok, a red-skinned scarred and grizzled warrior stood in one corner holding a slim brunette inverted against him. One massive hand that nearly encircled her waist held her against his broad, heavily mucled chest while the other held the back of her head. He forced her to take his thick, brutish cock deep into her throat while he lapped against her sex with his ugly purple tongue. The girl hung limply in his grasp; only the constant flow of confused moans - part pain, part pleasure - indicated she was still conscious.

The other two Troks, smaller green-skinned youths spit-roasted a buxom blonde between them. They held her suspended, one holding her arms up above her back while the other firmly gripped her thighs. The two bounced her roughly back and forth between them, laughing and grunting with amused pleasure. The poor girl's large breasts flopped back and forth with each energetic thrust. Her cries, though muffled by the cock in her throat were still loud enough to cover the sounds of Niko's approach. All three of the monsters were still thoroughly engrossed with their captives when the cyber-girl arrived outside the door. Suddenly the lights went out: the explosives must have gone off; perhaps earlier than expected, or perhaps Niko had been more taken in by the spectacle before her than she would care to admit. The confused guards let go of their captives, grunting their surprise at the sudden darkenss. In mere seconds, yellowish back-up lighting would kick in, but in the meantime, the guards were practically helpless.

*****

Agent Crimson's stealthy approach went unnoticed by the guards on the walls. The gun emplacements sensed movement, but her camouflage and scrambler kept them from pinpointing her and they did not react. The fifteen foot was was basic reinforced concrete, a sheer vertical ascent without handhollds to the walkway above. A laser fence girded that walkway; another deterent to those who might try to scale the barrier. The closest guard on the walkway was thirty feet distant and moving away from her toward one of the towers. The big orange Trok was about to reach the door when the power suddenly cut out. The floodlights flickered and died, as did the laser fence. Gun emplacements whined and shut down, inoperable. The guard grunted in suprise, looking to and fro, seeing nothing in the sudden darkness that was pierced only by starlight.

*****

On the bridge of the lead Nemesis destroyer, a number of alerts flashed across holographic screens and chimed for attention.

"POWER DISRUPTION DETECTED. BASE DEFENCES OFFLINE." one of the Nemesis reported.

"SIGNAL THE FLEET. ALL CRAFT DESCEND TOWARD TARGET. PREPARE TO ATTACK!" The overlord commanded.

"WE OBEY." Multiple nearly identical electronic voices warbled in response.

The flotilla of black, almond shaped destroyers dropped toward the island below. Gravity control engines and dark-energy sheilds allowed them to enter the atmosphere withough need of angled descent and withough creating firey streaks in the sky. The heat caused by the friction of their entry was absorbed and stored in the ship's energy banks. A rain of destruction was soon to fall on the Ebon Triangle.

Following the forced sound of raptured moans and painful cries was simple enough for an experienced infiltrator like Niko. She easily hugged the corner of the corridor, her head on a swivel as she focused on her surroundings until she reached the source of the pained sounds coming from a small room, its door hung open ajar. Niko almost recoiled at the smell as she approached, it reeked of a musky odor, sweat, and filth. It was almost overpowering but Niko simply powered through and took a quick peek through the crack in the door only to see the disgusting sight that made her blood instantly boil. Three trok guards where having their way with two slaves and according to the smell and the filthy look on the pairs body they must have had those too for several days as they personal fuck toys....

"Fucking bastards...." Niko said to herself in a low whisper, her eyes wide with shock, the sight causing her to recall the horrors of her past, the cruelty she suffered at the hands of slavers, and criminals who had no care for her basic rights as a sentient being in this galaxy. Niko shuddered at the thought, causing the memories of her time on this planet, on Vanejin VI, as a slave to resurface in the pit of her mind as the horrific visions of slavers, customers, and hideous monsters would use and abused her until she literally broke....It brought tears to her eyes as Niko would loose all composure as suddenly the lights went out just like her sense of reason.

The facility went dark, the guards paused their relentless sexual assault on their toys as Niko's eyes instantly flicked to a reactive night vision.... Niko now seeing the world in a rose colored hue that went well with the rage.... she was literally seeing red as Niko would kick open the door in her rage, nearly knocking the dura-steel paneled door off its hinges as the dim yellow emergency lights would kick as the only illumination the guards and their human prisons could use to see as Niko brought up her rifle carbine took aim and squeezed the trigger.

The breach and clear was fast, inhuman even, Niko's cybernetic enhancements gave her faster reaction time and accuracy that few full organic beings could keep up with as Niko in the same fluid motion stood in the door frame, fired her first shot into the back of the largest Troks red skinned head ending him quickly with a ballistic shell that would lodge deep with in and bounce around inside his skull scrambling what little brains he had, before Niko would turn on her hips as a second shot would dart from her rifle into the second trok who was fucking the poor brunettes throat raw, the bullet piercing his eye and exiting out the back of his head in a shower of blood and brain matter before Niko did the same to the third. The three Troks dead before they even hit the ground, their poor captives falling with them to the floor as Niko would quickly rush over to aid them.

Niko would run to the burnette who was tag teamed first as Niko allowed her rifle to hang by her side as she released the grip and quickly dropped into a kneel as she helped push the body of a trok off the poor girl, helping her dislodge it from her self before Niko would quickly move over to do the same of the other girl who was hung upside down by the hulking red beast, Niko shoving its body off hers. " My god!... are you both alright?" Niko asked quietly as she quickly looked over the door, the only light visible from Niko to the pair was the cyborgs glowing rose colored eyes as Niko would carefully reach out to hold their hands. "Don't be alarmed. I'm here to help you. Help is on the way." Niko reassured her focus on the two girls.

Crimson blinks her eyes in surprise as the power went out but she used the chance and she took the chance. She attached a special piece onto her gun and fired a silent hook up that carefully hooked to the top of the wall as Crimson used it to climb the wall quickly Once she reached the walkway she leaped onto it and aimed and fired her gun with a silencer on it...blasting the Trok's head with the gun only to frown at the lights being out but she quickly began to move towards the door and with the power out she had to shoot the lock open before entering the building herself...not knowing of the approaching storm upon the island.

She moved quickly through the building's hallways gun at the ready to blast any Troks that spotted her as she began moving towards where the slaves should be located and secure them for rescue.

Upon approaching the ravaged girls, Niko noticed the brunette's eyes were glassy even in the yellowish emergency lighting. Conscious, but unaware, she was in a fugue state. She was alive and relatively unhurt, but her mind was blank. There was little Niko could do for her at that time.

The blonde, however, recoiled from Niko's approach. The sudden violence of the cyber-girl's arrival and her glowing red eyes were too much for the poor captive to process. She jerked away and huddled in a corner, half hiding behind the dead hulk of one of her attackers. She tried to scream, but her severely ravaged throat could only manage a hoarse gurgling noise. Afterword, she broke down into incoherent sobs.

Neither of these girls was in any shape to run, currently. However, they were relatively secure in the underground guardpost. The weren't any other Troks on the level, currently and any that came this way would likely not bother with them as they would be focused on fixing the reactor. If they didn't run into Niko on the way in, of course. Perhaps the intruder's best bet would be to advance and clear the way to the ground floor and secure the landing pad for her extraction team. Of course, she couldn't know that the only landing that would be made this night would be far from friendly.

****

In the dark and confusion, Agent Crimson could easlily avoid and/or eliminate most of the slavers she ran across. Her stealth suit and scrambler fooled their mostly organic senses easily, alowing her the mobillity and suprise needed to quickly pick her way toward the slave pens. Along the way, however, she found several rooms occupied by exhausted captives, apparently having been recently raped by the Troks. One here, another two there, easlily a dozen girls were spread throughout the compound, huddling in darkened chambers where their tormentors had dropped them. There was little Kara could do for them, however withough revelaing her position, she needed to keep moving in order to secure the main pen for extraction.

****

Outside, a flotilla of black elongated-disc shaped craft descended in silence on the compound. Five, each at least a hundred meters in length and up to half that wide landed around the perimeter of the complex. A sixth, twice the size of the others hovered above the slavers' headquarters, blotting out the sky above.

Onboard that ominous shadow craft, analytics were being run and orders given. The bridge was a hotbed of quick and orderly precision.

"DISPATCH NEMESIS ASSAULT UNITS." The Overlord shouted at one officer, then turned to another. "SEND PRIORITY OVERRIDE TO AGENT CRIMSON'S SHIP AND DIRECT IT TO DOCK. WE WILL TAKE IT WITH US."

"JAM ENEMY SIGNALS FROM WITHIN THE COMPOUND," yet another Nemesis was directed.

"WE OBEY."

A large number of Nemesis cyborgs emerged from the landed craft. Their turtle-shaped shells were like smaller, lumpier versions of the ships they came from. The flew swiftly and quietly up over the walls, opening fire on any of the slavers they encountered. Stunning pulse-wave blasts rippled like tears in space through the air, felling the troks where they stood. Still alive, the defeated pirates were in for a much darker fate than death.

Even those inside the buildings of the complex could hear the sudden outpouring of energy weapon fire. Pulse-waves crackled and hissed though the air. Though only visible as rippling distortions waves, they impacted with a thud. Those hit dropped immediately, shuddering, but alive. Some of the Troks managed to counterattack, damaging and even destroying a few of the Nemesis with concentrated gunfire, but the tide of battle was surely against them. Throughout it all, the lead destroyer hung motionless in the sky above the chaos beneath.

****

On board Agent Crimson's steath craft, the AI recieved genuine, if stolen, ADD command override codes directing it to dock with the lead Nemesis destroyer. The system dutifully obeyed the command, flying above the cacophanous battle to enter the belly of the black cruiser.

Dispatching the three trok guards was the easy part of her quick clearing of the lower level to rescue both of the ravaged women as Niko would quick discover the hardest part for her on this already painful job. Niko would do her best to help the blonde off of a thick cock, dragging her lips off its length allowing her to breath freely and into a position where she wasn't awkwardly laying on the floor under a hulking beast that raped her moments ago as Niko would find the blonde was composed.... her eyes dull and face blank of emotion, it hard for the poor infiltrator to see as she would frown at the sight and quickly sit her up to rest on a wall, hoping that some rest would help her recover before Niko turned to the burnette.

"Its ok I..." Niko said as she approached standing to meet the women as she shuffled through the darkness. Niko could see her clearly enough in her darkvision, but the poor slave girl would only see red glowing eyes moving twords her in a menacing manner.... Niko wasn't trying to be threatening but the women couldn't think rationally in this moment as she would cower away from Niko in fear.... Niko raising a hand to the women only to pull away as she would huddle in the corner sobbing. It was harder to look at realising how terrorfied this woman was and how scared she must of been awhile troks used her day in an day out, never ending their torture. Niko shivered at the thought as a brief flash of memory crossed her mind as quickly as it was forgotten and Niko backed away hesitantly.

Niko would step back and give the women her space as she backed twords the door and stepped out, closing it behind her to leave the women there alone with the blond and the corpses of the beings that onced raped them. Niko didnt feel right doing that but leaving them both there was best, once she and the assault team was done clearing the base then she and the blond women with her would be rescued.... for now she had to focus and consider the women in this complex would were in just as bad if not worse shape then the scared women in that room. Niko considered this as she shook off the thought and tried to focus on the mission, she needed to secure the other prisoners and work he way to the ground floor from the sub-basement.

Niko would check her wrist computer for a readout on the mission, she was currently in the lowest level of the complex and there was another level above this one followed by the ground floor and a structure atop that. Niko needed to clear the next level according to her objectives and secure the holding cells where the prisoners were being held then meet up with the assault them on the level above that as Niko would quickly set off, not wanting to waste any time as she lifted her rifle and moved down the corridors to the stairwell, the elevators no longer functioning after the actors went off line. Niko all the while hoping those women would be save until help would come later..... unfortunately Niko had no idea what fate was instore for her, an unaware A.D.D agent, the slavers themselves and the other prisoners in this complex.

Not knowing of her ships A.I. being tricked to dock with the approaching danger. Crimson continued her trek deeper into the complex. Her gun at the ready to shoot down any Trok she saw. She saw countless girls in various chambers, but she couldn't do anything yet...she had to reach the deepest recesses of the complex and find the main group and work her way out. She grimaced while seeing the states of the various girls but she had to focus on her mission. She began moving downwards towards the ground floor and even lower if possible as she headed towards the first basement level. Her gun trained as she fired if she saw another trok or troks quickly. Needing to mow them down before an alarm could be raised!

Like everyone else she was clueless about the approaching danger for everyone in the compound. Somewhere in the depths of her mind she had a very bad feeling....but she pressed onward...heading further downstairs.

Niko found the main basement level oddly empty. A few girls cryed silently in various room corners, but there were no signs of the Troks who had been abusing them. Shouts and the sounds of gunfire began to filter in from the level above. Pressing on, she arrived at the ground floor landing unhindered. A quick sweep of the corridor showed no immediate threats, though the din of combat was growing ever louder.

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Agent Crimson also reached the ground floor easily. The sounds of battle could be heard nearby, but there were no combatants in the immediate vicinity, Exiting a stairwell opposite Niko's position, she caught sight of the cyber-girl peeking into the hallway. With her stealth suit and scrambler still activated, the ADD agent was nearly invisible to normal senses and basic sensors, but whether that would hold up against cyber-enhanced vision was anyone's guess.

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Before either intruder could confront the other however, a pair of Troks came barrelling around a corner toward them. The slavers were harried by a deluge of strange warping distortions that hissed and crackled as they sliced through space-time. The strage energy discharges caused minor dings in the walls where they hit, but otherwise seemed to do little damage. At least until the lead Trok was hit. The big purple alien crashed forward and lay prone, shuddering with a violent seizure, his plasma rifle slipped from his hands and skidded down the hall toward the hidden intruders. The second Trok leaped over his comrade and continued down the corridor, ducking and weaving.

Back the way he had come, a large lumpy thing like a metallic turle shell floated into view. The Nemesis cyborg blasted away with multiple pulse-wave stun blasts, eventually homing in on the fleeing Trock. One of the hissing bolts tagged the thuggish alien and sent him sprawling farther down the corridor.

The strage machine thing floated up to the first downed Trok and extended a metallic tentacle from it's forward rim. The tip of the tentacle changed into a large hypodermic needle and injected something into the downed creature's neck. Then it proceeded to do the same to the other. It gave no indication of noticing either of the human women.

Niko continued on with her mission afther she left the two terrorized women behind moving through corridors and bulk heads to the upper levels of the base. Niko scanned rooms as she passed, peaks hallways, and even checked her flanked as she moved with expert precision quickly Niko was begining to discover somthing was off and wasnt settling right with her as she moved with ease though the complex and was already on her way to the ground floor. What had Niko worried was the strange eerie silence and lack of personnel, she only heard the sobbing of human women in sells she passed on here way to the ground floor, but no guards, or even technicians, something wasn't right.... or was the battle up stairs drawing that much attention? Niko wasn't sure.

"Whats going on? Where is everyone?" Niko thought to her self as she continued to move with a little bit more hate, her rifle at the ready aimed directly in front of her as she reached the stair well to ground floor and quickly ascended up stairs before she heard the sounds of blaster fire echoing in the complex, the rumble of explosion's and even the heat of gun fire as Niko would break into a hasted run twords the sound the moment she heard the discharge of a plasma lance, all the while unaware of the sheathed agent she had passed, her sensors tracking movement but somthing in Niko brain caused her to not even notice the ping as she rushed by clueless of a agent before Niko rounded a corner to see the carnage unfold.

"Both of you! Stop! Put your han..." Niko shouted in command, raising her rifle before she watched in suprise as the Troks ignored her command to stop only for one to suddenly get knocked off his feat in a explosion Niko's sensors could hardly register. Niko winced as the imput of her eyes caused her vision to flicker in a staticky haze as the first ripple of strange energy in the hallway. Niko's optical sensors not able to make sense of what it saw as she backed up just in time to watch the leaning Trok fall only for the second to collapse not long afther as what Niko could vaguely see as arks and lighting spiral out like tendrils and lash the thuggish aliens before somthing even stranger come to view.

"What is the hell?" Nikos said to her self, her eyes flickering, her sensors struggling to understand the strange energy her cybernetic brain was trying to make sense of as the source of the Troks fear came out in the open. Large, lumpy, like a metallic tortise shell blasted away, pulses and wave of energy in all directions that forced Niko to back up just as she watched the strange "thing" reach out with a tendril and jam a large needle into the neck of a Trok Niko assumed it had killed.

Niko had no idea what it was or what it was doing here, and it didn't look friendly however her mission was to clear the the sublevel up to the ground floor as Niko back up to the hall where the stair well was where she first came in, her rifle trained on the strange floating tortise shell before she would release her grip from the rifle stock and raise her hand at it and wave with caution. " Hi there are.... are you part of the rescue team?" Niko asked with hesitation, the creature having not notched her yet, however this galaxy was full or strange and other worldly beings.... it was possible but Niko made sure she had a clear path down stairs if she had to run... assume she could get away.

Crimson stopped her movement as she heard the explosions and looked around. Her visor providing her some visuals with the power issues as she would see the Cyborg Niko with confused eyes as her camouflage was kept active and was avoided by her. Crimson almost called her out when the Troks approached. She quickly moved her gun into the ready position when the strange metallic creature appeared. Her scanner on her visor quickly scanning it as best she could as she saw it jab a needle into one of the Troks. Her scanners watching this but then Niko approached and potentially caught the machines attention.

Crimson grimaced as she carefully turns off her camouflage for now and keeping her gun at the ready calmly steps into view behind Niko. "I'd not get any closer to that thing.." Crimson's voice spoke up behind Niko potentially drawing the Cyborgs attention but the Agent kept her gun trained on the Machine. "I'm not sure what...but I'm detecting something...whatever it's injecting into that body it can't be good...perhaps we should retreat...your here for the slaves too?" Crimson asked to get Niko's attention as she gestures around a corner to try and get out of visual range as her scrambler was still going.