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equipped with one,
too. I have them set to the same frequency that sonic inhibitors
use. Therefore, when a sonic inhibitor goes off, it triggers an EMP
that kills all the electronics within 50 feet of me or my office.
You seriously must be stupid to think I did not have a defense
against sonic inhibitors. People try to kill me all the time. Thus,
I have defenses in place.”
    “While you are struggling on the floor to
breathe for air, I am trying to decide whether I want to choke you
to death, burn you, or kill you in some other fashion.” She presses
a button and a panel opens. Her collection of heads gleams as the
power reactivates in the room. She probes his mind to see who he is
working for.
    “So they offered you my ship in return for
assassinating me. Once I take out the Apel Merchant Group, I will
show them your head that will be filling that empty spot right
there on the end of row 2.” She takes a huge cleaver out of her
desk and walks over to her first officer and lifts him off the
ground with telekinesis as he gags for air. She heats up the
cleaver with her mind until it glows red-hot and takes a sudden but
swift swing, removing Meto’s head. She then walks over and places
it on the empty peg on row 2 of her heads. My
taxidermist is going to appreciate my business this month for
sure , she thought to herself with a slight giggle.
    She presses the intercom button, “42, you are
now First Officer. Congratulations. Also, have a custodian come
down here in the clean up what is left of our former First Officer.
I will be up on the bridge in a few minutes so have a status report
ready. Out.”
    Eve walks down a corridor to get to the
bridge when she hears someone behind her chanting, and just as she
turns around, she sees a flash of lightning in the corner of her
eye. She ducks and rolls to the left with blinding speed as the
lightning bolt barely misses her right shoulder and slams into the
corridor wall. “Shield,” she says as her personal shield activates
just in time to intercept another lightning bolt. In front of her
is a human female sorcerer wearing a red dress in a black cloak
with black hair and green eyes. The sorcerer begins casting through
what appeared to be some sort of magical shield. At the same time,
another sorcerer from behind her, a human male dressed in black
leather, begins casting a spell. Eve realizes she has been caught
in an ambush. Both of them are wearing metallic telepathic
protection helmets.
    “Disintegrate,” the female sorcerer says,
completing her spell as a red beam shoots out of the hand of the
sorcerer and hits Eve’s force field. Eve becomes defenseless as her
shield drops.
    “Lightning,” the male sorcerer says as a bolt
roars through the air and catches Eve on the left side of her rib
cage and she rolls to the right of the hallway. Severely wounded,
she knows she is doomed, boxed in like an animal on safari. She
hears the sorceress began casting again. She turns her fear into
anger stands up slowly holding her left side, which was bleeding
out. She focuses her mind, grabs both assassins at the same time,
and hoists them up in the air while choking them.
    “Hard to cast spells when you can’t talk,
witches,” Eve says in pain. “You like lightning so much, let me
give you some of mine.” Both her hands began to glow as a huge arc
of lightning slams into both airborne figures sending them flying
down the hall into the wall. She hits them again, this time
maintaining lightning streaks until nothing is left of the bodies
except charred remains. As the smoldering corpses release the smoky
whispers of burning flesh, Eve walks down the corridor toward the
bodies.
    “I guess only skulls are left from these two
for my collection, heh.” She coughs and limps off toward the
infirmary.
    Over the intercom, an automated message
begins playing, “Intruder alert on Deck 13, Section 8, intruder
alert on Deck 13, Section 8.” Security comes down the hall about
the time Eve