Free MicroLena by Viola Grace Page B

to a stop on the other side of the chamber, up against the wall.
    "I removed the inhabitant of the casing, sealed the breach where he got in and took care of the repair. Your station should be fine." She straightened and got to her feet.
    Lena stretched and checked to make sure that she was wearing all of her canisters before returning to the maintenance bay. Her skin-tight blue uniform was unmistakable on the ship, the mark of a Nyvil crossbreed, the only one of her kind.
    "Hey, Stathos, Norvil." She nodded to the security officers as she returned to her lair. Once inside the maintenance bay, she removed her weapons and kit belt before putting her feet up on the desk and completing her repair log entry.
    Days blended into each other on the Reskar NeNyvil. Every day brought minute challenges and tiny operations that Lena had to complete.
    She sighed and typed in the details as to the condition of the interior of the casing. Her mother had reluctantly allowed her to accept the position on the Reskar when it was offered, but at times like this, she was wondering if it had been a good idea to take the position. Her life was boring, none of the multitude of males on board were allowed near her, and the women, while friendly, considered her a bit of a freak.
    Once her paperwork was done, she sat back and engaged in her favourite past time, looking up the history of the Nyvil.
    It was a locked file and the majority of the Feshlin crew would never be able to access it, but as the only surviving crossbreed, she had the right to research her people.
    The Nyvil were a graceful race, similar to humans. Lena watched the images of their elaborate cities and bright pastel seas. Formal dancing, stylized battles, she never got tired of watching them move.
    They had been amazing technologists, creating and crafting energy fields and genetic alterations that had been the envy of all nearby planets. That envy had made them targets and they were forced to hide all of their creations to keep them from falling into the wrong hands.
    No one knew where they hid, they only knew that the cities and all their wonders disappeared in one night. The project that Dr. Rush was involved with was a desperate attempt to try and find someone who could think like a Nyvil but so far, Lena was feeling like less of a success than usual.
    If only there was someone who could tell her what she was supposed to do next, her life would be a lot easier.
    Just as she was muttering under her breath about stupid decisions in her life, she was summoned to the Captain's quarters. No reason was given, the computer simply displayed the request.
    "Oh shit." A thousand and one things ran through her head as she straightened her uniform, closed down her station and headed to the bridge.
    She had met Captain Moffil twice and the older man had left a certain impression on her. He seemed to have absolutely no sense of humour, but plenty of adventure.  It was a conflict of personality that had left her shaking her head. He was devoted not only to the Feshlin species, but the lost Nyvil nations. Lena had no idea what he wanted from a freaky crossbreed.
    The door was open and the captain at his desk. He pressed a button as she entered and lights activated to indicate that the sonic protocols were in place.
    She stood at ease in front of his desk. "You asked to see me, Captain?"
    "I ordered you to my office, yes. Do you know why?" His hair was greying at the temples and the wear lines fanned from his eyes.
    "No, Captain." Lena fought the urge to fidget.
    He leaned back and sighed. "I can see that you have been accessing the Nyvil archives regularly. Do you know where they went?"
    She blinked. "No, Captain. I simply wanted to learn about my other people."
    He tented his fingers and scowled. "Many people believe that they ripped a hole in another dimension and stepped through, but I and many folk in a secret society know where the Nyvil went."
    He pressed a button on his desk and typed in a