THE CRIMSON SEA
ACTING CAPTAIN/PILOT: Imag Splint
CO-PILOT: Lee Splint
CHIEF ENGINEER: Alex Todori
DOCTOR: Michelle Tack
MARINES: Jill Kesa, Damien Chowski
DECEASED CREW: Captain Cara Stiles, Drake Vanner, Han
Kay, Tim Memphis, Silas
LOCATION:����������� Approximately 11.5 Days From
What remained of the crew of the Crimson Sea was
shattered. Five people lost their lives in the last few days, by
acts of foul play or an accident. The remaining crewmembers alive
stayed very quiet. Nearly no talking was ever heard in the vast
corridors of the ship. Imag and Lee spent all of their time
inside of the cockpit, wondering how it all went wrong.
Imag knew that Drake's death was an accident, as
no one knew that the deck would decompress a second time. The
weird things began with the Captain's oxygen line being cut. Imag
guessed that Silas did it while the others were all together
eating in the mess hall, or just before going out to do the
repairs. The third to go was Han, brutally murdered. Imag
believed that Silas used Han's trust as a weapon, getting him to
trust him then striking while the iron was hot.
The last murder was of Memphis. The logs of the
ships computer indicated that someone was inside the airlock when
Silas ejected it. Memphis was the only one missing on the ship,
so it was concluded that he was inside when Silas blew him into
The two remaining marines onboard, Kesa and
Chowski, stayed quiet in the Chill Out area of the ship, staring
at the blood stained carpet where Han's body had laid before
Michelle moved it to the Infirmary, where Todori also spent most
of his time recovering from the knife wound to his
"How is it today, Alex?" asked Michelle politely,
entering the infirmary to see Todori sneaking another look at the
wound from under his bandages.
"Still a bit sore," replied Todori, pushing the
bandage back down.
"You were lucky the wound wasn't a bit more to the
left, you would've been a goner," said Michelle.
Todori nodded silently.
In the cockpit of the Crimson Sea, Imag sat
quietly in his own little world. He believed he'd failed the
crew. After Cara and Drake had gone, he'd stepped up as Captain,
only to let another two crew be killed by a fifth that should've
been in the brig, just like Todori, Chowski and Kesa wanted. But
now that Silas was dead, it seemed that everything would be okay
until they reached Earth.
"I was so sure, Imag. I w-was so sure he was
innocent," muttered Lee.
Imag stayed silent, not caring about one word that
Lee had to say. Lee sighed, as Imag still took no notice of him,
he'd just sat there since the ill-fated events the previous day.
Lee had to set the ship on autopilot when it became apparent that
Imag was in no condition to fly it.
A message came through the ships radio and
startled Lee as a male voice started to speak.
"Attention unidentified spacecraft, you are flying
in Restricted Space. Please identify yourself immediately or risk
being fired upon," said the voice.
Lee looked out the front of the cockpit and saw a
large space station. The large structure had many long corridors
coming off it, each with a communication tower on it. It was a
Colonial Outpost, a place where travelers could stop for a rest
and gather supplies and fuel. Your ship had to be identified
before getting within several kilometers. If you weren't
identified by then, you were classed as a terrorist on a suicide
"Colonial Space Station, this is the Crimson Sea,
registration number 201291150905," said Lee clearly.
Lee waited for the response.
"Welcome Crimson Sea. Good to have you here.
Please dock at Bay #12," replied the voice.
"Thank you very much," replied Lee, shifting the
ship towards the station.
Lee clicked on the intercom system and spoke to
"We are going to rest here for a bit guys.
Re-supply and everything," said Lee, clicking off the intercom
once he was finished.
Michelle, Chowski, Kesa and Lee all met at the
airlock as the ship landed inside the station. The doors opened
up and the four went outside. Todori remained in the infirmary
and Imag stayed in the cockpit.
Lee went to get fuel for the ship while Michelle
and Kesa stocked up on medical supplies and some extra food.
Chowski bought some new tools for around the ship and some other
items for maintenance. After Chowski returned the items to the
ship, he hit the closest bar to drink his troubles away.
In one of the small shopping vendors at the
station, Lee found himself talking to a young man called Relic.
He was the pilot of a Commercial Star Freighter carrying several
tones of precious ore back to Earth. Lee told him about the
events that occurred aboard the Crimson Sea.
"The lunatic killed three of your crew?" asked
"Yeah. Pretty bloody stuff too," said Lee.
"You got the guy?" asked Relic.
"One of our guys killed him before he could finish
him," explained Lee.
Relic nodded. "That's good. Space is becoming a
harsh place. You ever hear about SPA?"
Lee frowned and tilted his head to the side in a
confusing fashion. "SPA?"
"Space Pirate Alliance. They're basically a bunch
of assholes that go around hi-jacking ships to add to their
fleet. Was your boy Silas one of 'em?" asked Relic.
Lee thought for a moment. He didn't actually know
anything about Silas, bar the fact he was male and wanted to get
to Earth. Could he have been a member of SPA?
"How do you tell?" asked Lee curiously.
"Each member has the letters SPA, along with a
skull, branded onto their chest or neck," explained Relic.
"Branded? As in melted into their flesh?" asked
Lee, a disturbed expression across his pale face.
Relic nodded with response, not surprised at Lee's
Not too long afterwards, Michelle, Lee, Chowski
and Kesa all met back at the ship, with supplies loaded and ready
to go. Once everyone was aboard, Lee piloted the ship out of the
station and continued towards Earth. Michelle returned to the
Infirmary, where she said that Todori could finally leave and see
the others. Chowski and Kesa went to the Chill Out room, while
Lee set the Crimson Sea on autopilot.
Making his way down to the Infirmary, Lee entered
and shut the door behind him.
"What's up, Lee?" asked Michelle politely, looking
up from her inventory notes.
"I need to see Silas' body," said Lee
"Why?" asked Michelle curiously, wondering what
Lee's intentions were.
"I just need to check on something, okay?
Something that's been bugging me," said Lee.
Michelle sighed. "Okay."
Opening up the freezer slabs on the wall, Michelle
revealed the cold, dead body of Silas. Lee carefully examined his
chest and neck, but found no scarring of him ever being branded
with the Band of the SPA.
"Thanks anyway," muttered Lee, turning and leaving
before Michelle could say anything.
Lee returned the cockpit where Imag still sat
silently. Todori on the other hand, returned to see Michelle. The
large knife in his hand suggested that it was not a social
"What's with the knife, Alex?" asked Michelle
Todori chuckled. "I think I'm just too good, ya
know? I made everyone believe it was Silas. Everyone. Did you
notice anything about my knife wound, Michelle?"
Michelle shook her head in response, getting
another chuckle out of Todori.
"I'd have thought that a doctor could
tell if something was self-inflicted…obviously not," laughed
Todori. "Have you ever been stabbed, Michelle? I don't recommend
Michelle, with her hands behind her backs, clicked
a button on her personnel tag, Todori not noticing.
In the cockpit, Lee and Imag sat silently. A quiet
beeping alerted the pair, Lee looking down to his tag and seeing
a small green light flashing. Something wanted to talk to him
through the tags. He clicked a small button and a voice suddenly
"It's a shame really. I always thought you were a
very beautiful woman. I would never dream of killing you," said
Todori's voice over the small tag.
Imag looked to Lee, Lee staring right back at his
brother in horror. The pair leapt from their seats and ran as
fast as they could to the Infirmary.
Todori approached Michelle, knife in hand, ready
to stab…when Imag and Lee burst through the door, tackling Todori
to the ground. Lee sat on top of Todori and punched him in the
head, again and again and again! Todori's nose and mouth oozed
blood from the brutal bashing, his head being jerked in every
"You fucker! It was you! You killed them! Fuck
you!" yelled Lee at the top of his lungs. And the bashings
An hour later, everyone was gathered in the Chill
Out room, Todori's arms and legs bound with rope. Imag watched
him carefully as he stood to address the other crew.
"It saddens me to say that Silas was not the one
responsible for the deaths of Cara, Tim and Han. It was Alex. He
fooled us all. Why, Alex?" asked Imag.
Todori shrugged. "I want the ship. I need the
ship. That's why."
"How'd you do it? How'd you do it without getting
caught?" mumbled Lee.
"First you took out Cara," Kesa murmured.
"That's not true actually. First I took out
Drake," corrected Todori with a sick smile.
"Drake was an accident," said Imag.
Todori rolled his eyes. "I'm an engineer for
fuck's sake. You think I didn't know that the deck would regain
some pressure before we finished. So I let Drake cut the damage
off knowing full well what would happen."
"And Cara? How'd you do her?" asked Imag
"Cut her oxygen. It's easy to do with a decoy,"
explained Todori. "You were all watching Silas, not me."
"Dickhead," muttered Kesa quietly. "And
"Blew him out an airlock, what's to explain? I
then stabbed Silas when he saw me do that, then proceeded to stab
myself to improve my story, which worked like a charm," Todori
"So what do we do with him, Captain?" asked
Imag put his head into his hands. "Put him in the
brig for now. I'll decide soon enough."
Chowski and Kesa took Todori to the brig and
locked him inside. Imag returned to the cockpit to think. Lee
then knew what he had to do. He had to see whether Todori had the
Lee went down to the brig where Kesa and Chowski
stood guard of Todori. Lee entered and stared at Todori.
"Take off your shirt, Alex," ordered Lee.
Chowski and Kesa both raised an eyebrow. Todori
just smirked. "It's not really the time, Lee. I don't have my
make-up on or anything."
"Shut the fuck up! Take your shirt off now, before
I put a bullet in your head!" screamed Lee, snatching the sidearm
from Kesa's belt, aiming it directly at Todori's head.
Todori put his arms slowly and stood up. "Calm
Todori took off his shirt and dropped it to the
ground. Lee examined Todori's body closely, looking for the
brand, but found none.
"Put your shirt back on," he muttered, turning and
leaving the brig.
Todori looked confused at the two marines. "What
was that about?"
"Haven't a clue," Kesa muttered.
"I think I know," replied Chowski, drawing his
weapon and putting three into the back of Kesa.
Dropping to the ground, her back spurting blood,
Kesa was dead before she hit the cold floor. Chowski holstered
his weapon and unlocked the brig.
"What was Lee looking for?" asked Todori
curiously, stepping out of the brig.
"This," said Chowski, pulling down his shirt
collar to reveal the SPA brand.
"Fair enough," said Todori, picking up Kesa's gun
and the pair exiting the brig.
"Sow what's the plan?" asked Todori.
Chowski thought for a moment. "Lee and Imag are in
the cockpit, you go deal with them. I'll take out
"Fuck you. You're the marine, you take out Imag
and Lee, I'll take Michelle out," protested
"Ok," replied Chowski, moving off towards the
Todori approached the Infirmary quietly, the gun
in his hand. Michelle was inside, righting down some notes.
Todori opened the door slowly and aimed right at Michelle's head.
Michelle looked up and saw Todori. As soon as she saw him, she
leapt from her seat and to the ground, moments before Todori
pulled the trigger. Landing hard on the floor, Michelle stood up
and reached for a scalpel that lay on the bench behind her. She
gripped it tightly in her hands as Todori burst into the room.
She lunged at him, tackling him to the floor, knocking the gun
out of his hands, sending it across the room. Michelle sat on top
of Todori, trying to force the scalpel into his neck, but Todori
was stronger than her, and he easily yanked the weapon from her
The pair rolled to the side, Todori now on top
trying to kill Michelle with the scalpel. Michelle knew she
wasn't strong enough to hold Todori off for too long. Thinking
quickly, she head-butted Todori as hard as she could. Todori
stumbled backwards and got to his feet. Michelle got up, and
without even knowing it, flung the scalpel across the room at
him. A stomach churning sound was heard as the blade of the
scalpel landed in Todori's right eye. He screamed loudly in pain,
ripping the scalpel, along with his eye, out of the
With the scalpel, the bulging eye sliding off its
edge, Todori rushed forward at Michelle.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three bloody holes appeared in Todori's chest;
Michelle holding the smoking gun from whence the bullets had come
from. Blood oozed from the three wounds in his torso, dripping
slowly to the floor. Todori was dumbfounded, as if he wasn't sure
exactly what had happened. Feeling one of the wounds with his
hand, Todori knew he was a dead man.
"Good shot," muttered Todori, his last
Silently entering the cockpit, Chowski approached
Imag and Lee from behind, gun in hand, ready to fire. Lee's
personnel tag beeped, Michelle trying to contact him. Before Lee
could answer, Chowski shot him in the back. Lee fell forward to
the ground, feeling something he'd never felt before, a strong
stinging and burning sensation in his back from where he'd been
shot. Just before Chowski could pull the trigger on Imag, did the
Captain tackle him to the ground hard, Chowski losing his grip on
Chowski kicked Imag off him, getting to his feet
and running from cockpit quickly, Imag close behind. Chowski ran
into the airlock, and started putting on one of the two
spacesuits inside of it. Imag arrived outside the airlock and
went to the terminal to lock Chowski in. Just as he pressed the
button to seal Chowski inside was he pulled to the ground by
Chowski and dragged inside of the airlock, the door snapping shut
behind them, sealing the pair in, ready to be ejected into
Chowski and Imag got to their feet. Chowski was
halfway into a spacesuit, just the top and helmet to be put on.
Chowski reached deep into his pocket and pulled out a small
pocketknife, flipping it open. The pair charged towards each
other, knocking into each other, sending the wind out of their
lungs. Chowski spun and faced Imag, slashing the knife across his
right arm, cutting it deeply.
"ARRGH!" grunted Imag, clutching the bleeding
wound on his arm.
Chowski came at him again, cutting him down the
other arm and then again on the chest. Imag bled and began to
lose strength every second.
Michelle appeared at the window of the airlock,
peering through and seeing the pair engaging each other in
"Captain!" she screamed, pressing the buttons to
open the door, but they wouldn't open, Chowski had set it on
Summing up all of his strength, Imag kicked
Chowski off him, sending him hurtling into the far wall.
"Blow the hatch, Michelle! Blow it!" screamed
Imag, bleeding on the floor of the airlock.
Chowski got up once again and came at Imag, ready
to deliver the killing blow.
Michelle didn't hesitate. She slammed her hand
hard against the big button, blowing the outer hatch of the
airlock door. Chowski was immediately sucked out the small
opening, screaming a scream that no one would ever hear. The
bleeding Imag was silent as his body was also sucked out the
hatch and tossed to the far reaches of space.
Michelle looked around the ship, finding Lee,
still alive, in the cockpit. She took him down to the infirmary
and patched him up. Lee, lying on the table, nearly asleep,
looked up at Michelle.
"Now what?" he asked weakly.
Michelle smiled. "Now we go home."