Blackbird (translation)

[tundrawolf]

"Sir!"

The commander gasped, in a blurted out yell, turning to his captain.

"What is it?" The older reptilian said, leaning in to his view screen.

"It.. Doesn't... Register." The helmsman said, forcing the scanner beam to target the pitch black space vessel.

Before the captain could ask-

"No signs of life. No signs of.. Anything!"

By now the entire bridge were studying the pitch black ship, that they had discovered purely by accident.

"What is it?" The captain said, under his breath.

"No... Weapons." A helmsman said, running a series of scans. "It registers as space debris."

"Space debris? That. Is not debris."

"It's not from this system. none of our scans resonate with any of its materials."

The captain huffed scoffing through his green nostrils.

"Destroy it."

"Captain I don't think..." Captain Wicketh reached over to the weapons console and targeted the vessel, firing a seven terrawatt ionized particle beam into it.

"Nothing, not even a scratch!"

"Load a torpedo. We'll see if it'll survive that." The captain said with a scoff. Inside of his vessel, the crew began to grow nervous- often, this reptilian group felt they had dominion over this realm- and usually, they were right.

Suddenly, the bridge erupted in all manner of caucaphany, screeching, warnings sounding out.

"I thought you said it had no weapons!" The captain said, taking a step back- realizing he had made the final mistake of his life.

"None that we could see!" The helmsman said, pressing backwards into his chair.

Without so much as a sound- as if the ship had suddenly come to life, it turned its nose to face the reptilian vessel, and matched its trajectory perfectly.

"Hail them!" The captain yelled, but the stench of terror was already thick in the air.

Suddenly the view screen shifted, and on the monitor, appeared the face of a human man.

"A human!"

The coldness in his eyes sent a collective chill through the entire reptilian bridge.

"We meant no harm, if you fire on us it will be an act of war!" The captain yelled.

"Sir!"

The helmsman overlayed another screen next to eh human- behind the reptilian ship, a much smaller vessel emerged, seemingly targeting the ship from behind.

"Nothing!" the helmsman said, shaking his head.

"It's just like the other ship- nothing registers!"

"We will not be bullied!" The captain said, summoning his last ounce of courage.

"That is correct." The human said, his voice deep, and equally as cold.

"You will be destroyed."

The screen went blank as the reptilian vessels electronics began to shut down.

In the air between them, grew a horrid stench- the stench of deaths filthy, icy claws, cutting through it's barely held containment- and gripping the reptilian bodies within.

"Oh, no." The helmsmans last words- before their ship was sliced in half, long ways, the cold, inky blackness, swallowing them up entirely.

The human mans eyes focused on another point in existence, reached out, touched it- and the ship, simply vanished, leaving the wreckage floating in space, a mystery- that would not be solved, not in this time, nor any other.