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(OOC: I have decided to edit this so this thread is in first person. I am basically Thekherham, and it feels kind of weird to write 'Thekherham did this' and 'Thekherham did that' when I should be writing 'I'. All my stories that feature Thekherham are written in first person, and therefore I will continue the trend here.)

Space Station Orion is located somewhere in the middle of the Milky Way galaxy, and it is occupied by scientists, and astronomers, and researchers, as well as visitors, both human and alien. There is a wormhole nearby, and this is through which visitors from far-off planets come to interact with each other, and those already living at the station.

So, whether you are a human or an alien, visit Space Station Orion. It is basically a central cylinder, surrounded by a large ring, that contains residences for the staff and visitors. The cylindrical shape contains the operation center, the laboratories, the medical center, education center, shops, library, entertainment venues, recreation center (gym, swimming pools, bars, etc.) The cylinder has fifty-five floors, which can be reached via a number of elevators that operate via voice control. Staff and visitors move between the cylinder and the ring via a number of 'tunnels' or walkways that connect the two.

Visitors are required to go through a checkpoint where they will be asked to give their name, planet of origin and purpose for coming to Orion. They will then be assigned a particular section (the ring is divided and upper and lower level, and each level is divided into 8 sections, for a total of 16 sections. The lower level is A to H, and the upper level is J to Q (there is no I). Each section is divided into 20 rooms, therefore there are a total of 320 rooms in the ring. Thus, a visitor may be sent to C14 which is room 14 in C section in the lower level, while another may be sent to L16, which is room 16 in section L in the upper level.

Visitors are not segregated, and humans and different aliens species are encouraged to mingle, although no matter how much you try to discourage discrimination, there is always some species from somewhere that does not see it your way.

Welcome to Space Station Orion.

See thekherham-and-kykherhenha-t18588.html for a description of Thekherham and Kykherhenha

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My whistling dragon, Kykherhenha, and I, were spending some quiet time in the library. I was sitting in a soft chair that seemed to envelop him as he studied a rather hefty book on wormholes. Kykherhenha was lying beside the chair, and she had closed her eyes.

I had come to the station six months ago, and had taken a job as a teacher to human and alien children alike. Right now, I had sixteen under his wing, or perhaps under my fur, would be a better term. Of the sixteen, five were human, and ten were aliens of various denominations. None, however, were of my species. As far as I knew, I was the only Tereskadian, and Kykherhenha the only whistling dragon, aboard the station.

No visitor had come through the wormhole in quite some time, and I hoped that would change soon. I closed the book, told the chair to incline 45 degrees, and closed my eyes. Memories flooded into my mind, and I dreamed of Tereskadhar, and Mountain Village, and the lake in which I was born. I hoped there would be no bad dreams, because Kykherhenha would share my dream.

Trapped inside a box, I really shouldn't of messed with NASA's janitor this time.

Meet Arthur. Your average barely-legal teenager. Arthur turned 17 a whole 18 months ago and decided it'd be fun to mess with the janitor he knew at NASA. Of course, that's all Arthur knew, see, when cardboard boxes get dropped off from space ships, any content has been trapped breathing stale air for 72 hours. So when the box is finally at rest, you get out.

Now, that's not what caused the amnesia. It was being crushed under supplies for six hours and slowly digging yourself out with your one working arm and battered body.

It's useless, there's no way I'll get out..

With that thought and being in moderate pain, Arthur gave up..

Two swords, angled for slicing, came whirring towards Kairi's chest. Her block was simple: a step of the back leg, a shift of weight, her right sword joining the left in front of her, cutting side slanted down. His blades hit her's. The impact resonated through her arm bones.

She awoke with a start, cold sweat running down her face, as she stared blankly upwards. She swallowed, and slowly got to her feet, her purple eyes wide and alert. She tried to stay calm, but fear was eating away at her innards, and she couldn't stop the sick feeling from rising in her stomach. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes, placing her hands on each of the katana swords at her side. This eased her nerves and her nausea, but the feeling of being watch increased. She blinked, and edged behind a crate, her bare feet silent on the cold floor. It was times like these that she wished she could see. But you can see,she reminded herself, Just not in the way people expect.

Her expression hardened, and she seemed a lot more like her old self again. It felt like she was in a large hold area, according to the vibrations; the place was filled with cargo, but there was also something else...an eighteen year old guy? This didn't seem like a place for eighteen year olds, let alone sixteen year olds like herself. The vibrations were all fuzzy and it was making her head hurt. She decided she had to get out of here, and then she'd figure out how the hell she'd got there in the first place. But something was stopping her from leaving. It was the helpless vibrations of the boy, or young adult as he may prefer himself. He was crushed beneath piles of supplies, and her conscience was getting the better of her. She frowned, and then sighed in defeat, before darting between masses of crates and containers, until she spotted a hand poking out from beneath a mound of boxes. She began to climb soundlessly until she reached it, then clasped his wrist firmly with one hand. She pulled with all her might, until he surfaced. She watched him, her expression ruthless.

Arthur slowly came around and was staring up at a sixteen year old girl with.. Katanas?

Oh snap, he said out loud.

He tried to get up but he forgot that he only had one working limb, and it was his left arm. So, instead, he covered his head with his arm in fear and a measly attempt of hoping that Katanas might not be able to cut through bone.

Images flashed through his mind.

Well, let's hope you get enough air holes in that box to last you, the janitor laughed.
Arthur struggled, No! Please, I'm sorry! and tried to flee, but the janitor's mop was holding him down.
Why do they even make steel mops? he asked himself?

He lay there in his bloody jeans, stained white t-shirt and black worn slip-on shoes.
Sweat ran down his forehead and dampened his medium-length black hair.
He closed his brown eyes..

I had lost interest in the book, and stood up. I walked to the shelf where the book had been, and placed it in its proper spot. Kykherhenha stood beside me, her long tail, with the tuft at its end, trailing on the ground. I knew she wanted to spread her wings so I told her I would take her to the main recreation room on Level 22. There she could fly to her hearts content, because the room was larger than the village where we had lived as cubs. I was glad this station did have a room like that because whistling dragons had to at least stretch their wings once in a while.

The elevator took us to Level 22 and the door hissed open onto the recreation room. It was what the station termed late afternoon, although that term was entirely man-made. It seemed that humans had to have some kind of time frame to hang onto. They needed their morning and afternoon and evening and night, but what did it matter here in outer space?

When Kykherhenha's wings were locked to her side, they seemed to disappear into her fur. Her fur was auburn, like mine, but her wings were black. She spread them wide, ran a few steps, and climbed into the artificial sky. That was the ceiling up there, but it had been modified to look like a sky, complete with fake sun, and fluffy clouds that looked as if they were sailing across the sky.

I controlled the room's temperature by telling the faceless, nameless computer that resided somewhere in this station to make it cooler. I had fur, and I did not like the heat. It made me pant. I wished I were back on Tereskadhar, but I had signed on voluntarily because I was looking for adventure, for something different, and this space station seemed to be exactly what I was looking for.

Do you want something to drink? Kykherhenha asked.

Later. You just go ahead and fly.

Do you think we'll get some more visitors?

Maybe. The wormhole is right out there. I don't want any more children, though. I had enough of them in his classroom. Different, challenging, some of them hard to understand.

She flew up, spiraled down, did loops. She showed me what she was seeing, and I saw through her eyes. I was up there with her, and yet my hind paws were firmly planted on the floor. It was a strange sensation, one I could not really describe to non-Tereskadians.

I'm coming down, she sent.

She came down far enough to hover before me, and when she did,I drank. Her milk was the only liquid I could drink; I had done so since he was five years old, and I would do so until both Kykherhenha and I died. Raw meat and whistling dragon milk; a rather restrictive diet, I thought, since I had seen Earth people eat so many different foods. That did not matter to me, though; I was a Tereskadian, and I knew instinctively what I could and could not eat and drink.

Are we going back to the library? Kykherhenha asked.

No, I sent. I thought we'd do some exploring.

Jake was now on the Space Station...He hated space stations they were never 'right'. He was here to do his mission, but afterall he was only 15. But that is why he goverment hired him, Who would think a 15 year old kid with Autism could be such a skilled assassin.No one.

Jake started to look around and saw a girl and a box and the girl had two Katanas.Jakes eyes turned to slits...he remebered who his target was, A girl with Katanas. Jake pulled out some googles and scaned the girl, and then waited for the results to see if she was the target. Unfortunatly they were so far away from a goverment station it could take a while. so he had to blend in...

He walked over to the girl and simply said..."What are you doing miss?" His laser gun dangling on his side

Kairi's mysterious, slightly slanted, purple eyes narrowed, and she began to unsheath both katanas from her side, her gaze fixed on the cowering boy beneath her. She raised both swords, and sent them crashing downwards, aiming straight for the boys neck.

They missed him by a heartbeat, and instead cut through some rope which was keeping all the boxes organised. The blades cut through easily, and they both went crashing to the ground. She landed gracefully on two feet, resheathed her swords, then held out her hand to help him up.

Thump...thump...

Her eyes widened and she quickly swung round, both hands resting readily on each sword-handle. It was a boy, of about fifteen or so, and his ideas were hostile. She relaxed, and folded both arms across her chest, her flaming red hair that hung just past her shoulders swaying slightly in the breeze. She raised her eyebrow, and walked towards him, then grabbed the color of his shirt, and pulled him down towards her (she was quite a bit shorter than both the boys). They were only a breaths-length apart, and her eyes were fixed on his. "What's it to you?"

Jake got dragged down and acted shocked..."I WAS JUST STARTING CONVERSATION! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM, A MURDERER!" Jae had to giggle in his head at that thought, mainly because it was true.He looked at the girland realised she was tough...He prayed that deep down inside this girl was not the target.

As his google beeped he put them back on and then took them off and put them away, his eyes now showing immense fear...mainky because his worst fear had been confirmed. "I have to kill her, but how??" Jake said in his head. his only private place as the govermnt control everything else of his.

Kairi let him go, and took a step backwards, watching him, a sceptical expression on her face. He was acting, and laughing it seemed like, but in his head. His vibrations were jumpy and confused, but at the same time, he had a job to do, and he wasn't going to rest until he did it. She shook her head, and turned back to the eighteen year old. He would be ok, wouldn't he? Besides, this sixteen year old guy who had suddenly come across all scared for some reason she couldn't quite place her finger on, could always help him.

But something was making her stay, and hesitate to leave. She looked back at the sixteen year old, who she had recently decided to nickname Twinkletoes, before leaning back against the wall, her arms folded across her chest. "Scared?" she asked with a small, sinister smile. Pfft...He was more of a wimp than she thought.

"Scared?" Jake paniced in his head even more....How could she know??? Jake decided to take on a full attack appraocah, pulling his gun out and pointing it at her.

"If you surrneder i might be able to work something out for you."

Jake was praying she would take this option, she was far to strong. he thought in his head.

Kairi tensed just for a second, then relaxed again. She gripped both the handles of her katanas, and swiftly unsheathed them, holding them both out in front of her. Then she dropped them, "I surrender," she said calmly. WHAT!? What the hell are you doing? You never surrender! She pushed the unwelcome thought away, and grinned slightly. She was humouring him, and she was enjoying it. It had been a while since she'd been in an ordeal like this.

"Yes! Surrender.... WHAT!!!...."

Jake was confused, she was surrnedering...

"But...No, slashing,fighting,Handcuffing,Slashing,Torture,Magic....." Jake started to qoute the list of all the things that had happended to him during Killing attempts, the list just went on and on...And jake got more confused...

Left kidney, bruised.
Legs.. crippled.
Left arm.. fractured.

Arthur emptied his mind and reduced the pain from his other arm to the back of his head, resulting in a bleeding nose and a headache.

Arthur dragged himself out from under the boxes and reached behind him to take a revolver out of the back of his jeans.
He aimed the revolver at the girl against the wall.

This is a threat, she is going to kill me, I must kill her first!
But she would've while I was out cold, right?
She's just trying to get on my safe side, I'm going to kill her NOW!
I won't let you, as the left half of your brain, I operate your right arm, and I won't pull the trigger.
Damn you, you won, but I'll be back!

Arthur dropped the gun and it slid across the room to below the sixteen year old's feet.

Kairi shrugged, "If you want, I could do all of those things," she said holding out her hand over the swords. They began to rise gracefully into the air, landing gently in her open hands. She began to run at him, holding her swords behind her. It was like she had super human powers of speed and agility. She used graceful, dance-like movements, as she combined attacks into long, devastating chains that overwhelmed her enemies. She swiftly got Twinkletoes onto the ground, both the blades at his neck.

She tensed, the eighteen year old had a gun. She froze. Two against one. Now that's not fair, she thought to herself. But she remained where she was, waiting, listening.

Jake felt her charge into him, his fall was not graceful, the laser gun falling out of his hand and the landing out of his reach.He felt the Katanas press agianst his neck..

"Dont hurt me!!!!" Jake screamed in his head... if she could mind read then she must be able to hear that...

"Pathetic," she said, resheathing the blades, and taking a step backwards. She held out her hand to him to help him to his feet, "Is that all you got, Twinketoes?" she asked with an amused grin. He didn't deserve to die, he was perfectly helpless. She didn't kill just for the thrill of it, she only killed if she had to, and this boy wasn't going to cause her any harm. "You need some practice with that laser gun you got there, she said, holding out her other hand as the laser gun flew into it. She handed it to him, and winked.

"Oh i know how to use it......" Jake grinnedhe rasied the gun and shot her in the arm then turnedaroundand began to run away, wondering how fast she culd run and if he could get away in time..

Kairi winced, and clutched the place where he'd shot her. Her gaze was on fire, her face filled with loathing and anger. She tried to run, but winced again. "So this is what I get for trying to be the good guy for once?" she shouted after him. She grabbed one of her katanas with her right hand and began to run. She was going at half the speed she could actually do, and her arm felt as if it was going to fall off. She quickened her pace, and soon reached him. Despite her injury, she was still nimble and agile. She grabbed him by the back of his clothing, and flung him against the wall with all her might, her katana pointed at his neck. "I'll give you one last chance, Twinkletoes," she hissed, "Are you on my side? Or am I going to have to kill you?"

"What do you think...."

Jake spat at her face and was acting really tough on the outside. on the inside Jake was scared and wanted to run, but then his Autism kicked in, he wanted to hurt her agian.

Arthur dragged himself out of the boxes and into clear sight and glanced at the boxes, saw one which read Wheelchair and smiled..

He was pushing himself down the hallway to which the kid fled and saw the kids against the wall fighting.. Cut it out, guys. Really.
He reached in to his pocket, took out his PDA and after a good five seconds of scrambling with the buttons, he reached his custom-made capture program and ran it..
Instantly, the weaponry from both of the kids turned in to light and flew into the receiver of the PDA. I have your weapons held in an artificial space dimension. Chill out.