The princess and the Captain

The Princess and the Captain
Authors note: I was going to make this one story but there was too much for just one.
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Jim jumped as the proximity alert start shrieked a a warning. “God damn tourists” he muttered as he opened communications. “unidentified craft this is station prime one, you have entered restricted space, divert your course NOW!”
The com crackled a shrill female voice pleading “prime station HELP! the pilot and co-pilot are dead.”

“Shut down your engines” he calmly responded “there should be a multi levered handle all connected at the top push them all the way forward til they lock in place” silently he watched as the ships engines shut off but the ship was still moving. “Hell of a way to start a day ” he growled as he readied a grapple beam to slow and pull the ship in.

Pulling it to the hanger he began to lock down almost all the station, manuel instead of electronic locks on doors (he found they were much to easy to hack) and headed down to the ship. As he approached his long legs eating up space he stopped dead in his tracks, there at the hatch of the ship was a young teen age girl/woman crying and shaking staring straight at him her chest heaving gulping for air hardly clad in any clothes.

“I am Jim Stock this is a private station owned by my family” (well what was left of his family) “You will have to leave as soon as possible” (he didn’t like company especially the uninvited kind) he snapped out. The girl broke down and started sobbing muttering to her self.
“they are all dead oh my god I can’t believe they are all dead” spilling out of the hatch she just lay there pooled on the deck like a useless lump of flesh.

Jim was about to step forward when the intruder alert went off “what the hell!?” grabbing a plasma rifle next to the door he opened his mike “computer statis report” a mechanical voice answered “five, level 6 armbots converging near the open hatch”
“Level 6, shit, bring up security fields and shields, place around the ship protect the girl” he shouted into his com link, as the first appeared and started firing.

As Jim started returning fire he shouted, “Damn it girl, move your ass NOW!” taking out the first 2 he knew it wouldn’t get any easier as these were the more smarter bots that learned as they went, he could see the other three taking cover as he got a shot off and disabled the arms of the third.
The girl looked up at him then at the bots as they dropped and ran screaming toward him.

“Increase to full combat mode now” he growled into the com,
“Increasing now, all internal batteries online, sheilds to full” dozens of specially made turrets came out of the walls and started blasting away taking two more out at the begining. “Statis report” he barked
“Four units inoperable three of those, no activity mechanical or electrical, one unit damaged one arm and leg inoperable,” the mechanical voice droned on, “advise more protective cover”

Smirking Jim thought “would a direct, tight, em pulse directed at the last bot be enough to disable it? I’m unsure of the sheild rating of a six, analyze!”
“Searching…….. such a pulse would disable mechanical but upon further analysis I have detected a tri-cobalt explosive, advise immediate evacuation”
“No shit ya think?!” Jim felt the weeping puddle of female at his feet clutch at his leg as he spoke, “direct pulses at both of the last two operational bots drop blast shield and door then evacuate the space, make sure they are all gone before you close the outer hangar doors.

“Compliance Captain” the voice answered back ” begining procedures now” Jim watched as the shield door began to lower, grabbing the girl he pushed her to the airlock, her small frame offering no resistence to him as he hurriedly got her through and slammed the hatch closed. “Report Dickie” he snapped out.
“Applying the bursts now sir, they are immobilized starting evacuation” Dickie replied.
“Bring it up on display” as a picture of the hangar appeared before his eyes thanks to a synaptic implant installed years ago when he was still in the steller space forces and he was allowed to keep it as a reward for his service.

“Report” he said as he searched the bay “four of the bots are gone, one completely deactivated is still in the bay no activity, the bomb is unarmed but still active, recommend removal” it droned back to him.
“Ok keep it in the bay bring up sheilds we don’t know if the others will…” suddenly there was a huge explosion astern the ship Jim held on as the force of the blast hit the shields.
“Damage report!” he ordered as the girl at his feet began to scream her green eyes wide in terror.