Space Pirate [Part 2 of 4]

       Located on the edge of the galaxy, Faro is filled with a belt of space debris and enormous asteroids, which provided the perfect hideout for any criminal outlaws who enjoy privacy and liberty.

       

       Jessie was roaming in her 'Unic0rn', Class A Hawk fighter jet, near Faro searching for the recently missing identical model. Reports indicated the aircraft last appeared on Faro and was likely to be captured by the pirate and possibly had already been salvaged into pieces as a warning for the Acting Galactic Government regarding the asteroid dusting project. She thought she should at least poke around before giving up the jet which sparked up an argument between her and the co-pilot. 

       "Just because central had lost connection with Alex doesn't mean he's captured." She said with frustration to James.

       "But it's likely. Haven't you heard about what the pirates are capable of? They sunk ships. And jet won't drop the connection in this sector, right? At least we are still connected now." James said.

       "Whatever, I am not giving up on Alex." Jessie said.

       "Just be careful Jess, if they do have Alex, they might already have the EMP all figured out and I don't want to be any part of their experiment on our most advanced weapon."

       "Don't worry, I will protect us, and Alex." 

       "I hope you know what you are doing, Jessie, I hope it will be worth the risk."

       "What do you mean worth it? Saving Alex doesn't mean anything you? He's our friend, James, how could you say something like that."

       "I just don't want us to be captured like Alex, that's all."

       "Alex is not captured" Jessie shouted. 

       They both went silence when flying through pile and pile of scraps.

***

       Ken kept tabs on the incoming pirate fighter jets while trying to broadcast a distress signal, hoping someone would be able to help or at least provide diversion. Some of the researchers walked up to the cockpit and asked what they could do to help.

       "Just get back to your seat, I will handle this. Please, get back." Ken pushed them out and closed the door.

       The beeping started and light blinked on the engine indicator showing a partial damage on the first generator.

       Another spark of sound, someone was trying to connect.

       "This is Jessie Pink, pilot of Class A Hawk. Are you all right? We have picked up your distress signal, is there anything we could do?"

       "This is Ken Besin, I am transporting a team of researcher back to the Government Flag Ship on a Class B Tiger, but we are now under pursuit of three pirate fighter jets, we need immediate support and escort. Be aware, the Pirate Capital Ship have the salvaged EMP from your model, you should be clear of their effective range. Repeat, do not get close to the Capital Ship."

       As Ken spoke 'EMP from your model', Jessie's heart skipped a beat. It was over, for Alex.

       Or was it?