Keira grabbed the old man by the collar and said "Look here, I don't know what is going on here... but you'd better tell me and tell me now."

The old man gave her a look of disgust, then he sighed. "Alright, if you must know.... follow me." Keira followed the old man into an alcove... the man pressed a block of wood, and a hidden door was revealed. It was the kind of door usually used for the old excelcior Gigantus class warships back in the old days of the SC armies defensive force. "Follow me". the old man said.

Keira followed the man. As they walked, the hallway began to light up and it began to look more and more like a gigantus ship. Keira thought, "What's a warship doing underneath and part of a church?" As she looked around, she saw several workers that looked suspicially like the combat androids of old. The elite ones, who were responsible for saving many a planet where others failed to do so.

The old man turned around, "As you've probably guessed, SC armies still exist. But with the advent of new technology and the possibility of ours being captured, we have to keep a low profile." Keira and the man walked through the corridors, until they finally reached a hangar. A fighter, resembling a snow speeder from Star Wars... with 2 ganal class lasers on the front, 2 wings 1 on each side- with a ganal laser on each, and a Galaxus double-barrel heavy laser on top, sat there. It looked sleek and mean and ready to fight.

"This looks like...",

"That's right," said the old man. "This is a starspeeder, capable of up to and exceeding 1400 machs, old earth terminology. As you know from your history books, and have probably disbelieved, a starspeeder is a living being. It looks, and feels like a machine. But thanks to a glitch in the building apparatus many centuries ago, they have become living. This starspeeder has chosen you as its pilot."

Keira thought, "Whoa, this is just what I needed, this is cool."

Suddenly, a thought intruded. "I know. This is your starspeeder speaking. Don't be scared."

NEXT:

1. A surprising turn of events.

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