Aaron Rosenberg StarGate: Atlantis Hunt and run

Prologue

“Is everything set?”

A shadowy figure moved through the dark, feet placed precisely to create no sound and leave no trace. She stopped beside two other shadows; these crouched down, fingers flickering as they worked.

“Almost, Lanara,” one replied softly.

“Good here,” the other, Misa, added, straightening.

“And here,” the first one, Adarr, agreed, standing as well.

“Fine. Move out.” Lanara turned and retraced her steps just as silently as before, now with two additional shadows at her back. “Ready, Nekai,” she called as she neared.

“On your mark,” a new voice answered, its words emerging without a point of origin.

Lanara shifted, sliding beyond the edge of the dark. She paused only long enough for Misa and Adarr to join her. “Mark.”

Behind them, a light began to blink on a panel. And somewhere, a klaxon began to wail. But here there were none but shadows to hear it.

“Now,” Lanara whispered as they departed, “we wait.”

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