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"Anomaly detected." The ship's on board scanner chirped to life, and with it the cabin lights. In a flash Wing disabled the auto-pilot and began to head in the direction of the anomaly. Whatever it was, it had his ship doing its best to pull away, sensor arrays flashing and his data screens switching into their critical failure modes. "C'mon...it can't be that bad...we may be on to something for once!" He shouted, fist connecting with the blinking red light that sat next to his main data feed, which had gone dark. The entire ship shuttered to a halt, and the engines whined down, and began their solar recycling programming. He was adrift in open space. "Shit." He cursed under his breath and rubbed his temples, laying back in the pilot's chair. "Now what." He sighed and closed his eyes, "I guess I'll finish that nap..." He pulled the hood down over his eyes, to better block out the unfiltered light of the Dark world's life giving star before drifting off to sleep.


A few minutes passed before the ship rocked violently, an unusual behavior for a ship in a vacuum, unless acted upon by another force. Wing was jostled awake, but nothing was visible and the ship didn't seem to be damaged. However, it was still dead in the water so to speak. Yet, he was moving towards a large object, trapped in a tractor beam. "That's no moon..." he muttered ironically as he reached for the hilt of his blade, and summoned his newly strengthened twilight powers and fed them into the Featherdancer.