5'9 131 lbs
White hair, orange yellow eyes and red skin.
The story goes that her people had grow tired of the slavery and abuse from the humans. Unable or unwilling to fight against the humans the Zeltrons left the home galaxy and colonized a new one free of humans. The story then claims that years later the human invaded the home galaxy of the Zeltrons and fearing the slavery of the humans offered them a peaceable agreement to either leave with their want to reap the Zeltrons or make a treaty with them promising peace and equal standing.
As it went the treaty hadn't even been written yet and one of the humans had already broken their promise and had raped and beat a Zeltron girl. From then on it was war and no one seemed to question it.
Rati wasn't sure if she believed a story that old but everyone else did and it at least gave her someone to blame for every unjust thing in her life. Got a splinter? Some way some how it was a human's fault. Rati rolled her eyes, she didn't take it that far. In fact she didn't take it anywhere. Her entire life she had been told to hate the humans, curse the humans and kill the humans. While she could see being upset about them blowing up ships filled with her people she couldn't really point the finger because they and she did the same thing. It was a vicious circle and the older Rati got the more it seemed to drag on her and she was only nineteen.
"Rati!" Her name vibrated off of the walls and rang in her ears long after Achal's voice was cut off. This couldn't be good, her XO was never one to panic or worry for no reason and there was tension in his voice. She smiled wondering if Vilas had tried to poison Jagmi again. Nevertheless she went down to the second deck. Achal was standing with Citra and they seemed to either be in a disagreement or something big was happening.
"Citra?" I nodded to Achal but addressed my Intel/Tech Officer first. If there was anything worth hearing Citra had a batter way of saying it.
"I caught a drop ship entering the atmosphere, sector 4 vice 951." Citra activated the holoplex showing the carbon trail and the heat signature of the craft landing. "It's right where the raritarium mine is."
"They wouldn't be so stupid. He has to be wrong." Achal argued. "It's a single drop ship, a crew of maybe five at the most."
"Okay." Rati said slowly waiting for either men to tell her the problem. Where they just stood there looking at her as if she were going to take sides she just sighed. Achal was her Father's age and Citra just a few years younger then that and they looked to her as if she were their mother not their Commander. "And the problem is?"
Both men blinked, Citra was the first to speak up. "I think we should go and investigate. Neutralize the zone of problematic life signs." Citra didn't say it but he meant humans.
"I don't think we should go. It's more then likely a scout trip and they'll return to their base and come back for more and we can hit them then. More to kill more harm done."
Rati could see both men's viewpoints but ultimately sided with Citra. "We don't' know how large a force the humans will come back with. We may be the best ship in the fleet but that doesn't make us indestructible." I cautioned when Achal looked ready to fight my stance. "Would waiting in hopes of making a bigger wound be worth the lives of Citra, Jagmi, Vilas or me? Would you be ready to abandon ship if we bite more then we can handle?" Achal shook his head no and Rati wasn't sure if it was the lives of his fellow crew members that calmed him or losing the crown jewel that they had all worked so hard to build.
"At your command Commander."
Rati smiled. "Jagmi, sector 4 vice 951. Men! Be armed and ready before we touch down."
"As you command." Pilot Jagmi called over the com system turning the ship to their destination.
"Dropping in three, two and one!" Jagmi's voice crackled over the headset as Achal, Vilas and Rati jumped from the cargo as the ship lifted off.
"There's a heat reading a chain north-north east. It should place you on the high side of the mine. It looks like a single beacon but I would watch it, could be a tight cluster. Other then that it should be easy pickings." Citra reported once everyone landed and called in.
"One heat sig?" Vilas sounded confused.
"Or a tight cluster." Achal repeated.
"I would bet on the tight formation. Not even a scout would land alone. Point there then spread. 3, my 6 and 9. Keep your com links on zaylin and stay steady." Rati moved out and felt her team move behind her and they quickly closed the distance to the mine. Nothing moved and there was no sound anywhere. It made Rati nervous that everything was so still but they had cleared this area weeks ago and was only patrolling it for this exact reason.
"Calling in three." Whispered Achal.
"Nine in position." Followed Vilas.
"Centered." I finished laid flat on my belly, gun at the ready. "Target in sight, single male."
"Wow- there really is only one. Stupid humans."
"I'll take that as your conformation." Rati sighed wanting to smack Vilas.
"Oh yeah- I confirm."
"Citra?" Rati asked just to make sure.
"I'm still only reading one heat signature." Citra radioed over.
"Head dialed and sighted." Achal's voice came in loud and clear.
"Hold." Rati ordered. Something wasn't right and she couldn't put her finger on it. "Ammo loaded?"
"Shrap tip." He quickly answered.
"Negative on both fronts." Rati slowly and silently shimmed down the hill and traded rounds in her gun.
"Commander?" Achal questioned, puzzled.
"Concussive round, chest, no kill. My shot." Rati told her team members once she was back in position.
"We're taking him alive?" Vilas choked.
"Something isn't right. Dialed and sighted. I want to question him. Firing." I squeezed the trigger and the bullet fired, the sound of the gun echoing on it's exit. It looked like it was a hit to her. The human was on the ground but again the feeling of something not being right tickled her brain. Did it look like the body fell a beat off from when it should have?
"Close in. Remember I want him alive."
"Got it Commander." Vilas okayed, moving from his spot down the lowest rise to the fallen human. Achal was closed behind him on the opposite side of the human as Rati moved up at a slower pace. She was replaying her shot still bothered by something that she still couldn't see.
"Spin has eyes on you." Jagmi called as the gunship appeared over the hill directly behind Rati.