The little mouse giggled, and Tina and the chameleon smirked at eachother, while the rickety ship tore through the atmosphere, screaming up into the sky. The sound of the engine, like a nuclear monstrosity, roared at their back, and carried up off the planet and away. The blue ripped past, and when they were free from the nitrogen haze, the stars met them with gentle glinting eyes.
"Miss Annie," said the young mouse. "You need to hold on tight!" The girl gripped a lever, and yanked it down. The engine slowed to a dull murmur, and a heavy, bloated silence pressed on them, until the jump drive activated. A high screech rattled their bones, and the galaxy opened up to drag them through to the carrier's coordinates.
The sniper tapped a button on his helmet, and in the heart of the tower, alarms sounded out. Captain Grezz, a german shepherd in military fatigues, marched through the dull grey corridors, to the outer ring of the projection deck. Windows faced in toward the centre of a large open chamber, where a tall chunk of machinery sat, smooth and pale. Cables attached to the walls. A long walkway reached the centre, where three scientists sat with laptops beside an open compartment of the machine. A dull transparent rock was nestled inside, a various contraptions were set up around it, pointing with sensors stuck on spikes. The captain walked to a thick blast door, and tapped at the keypad beside it. The door sighed as it opened, and the scientists looked up from their work.
"Pack your stuff; the watchers picked up unusual readings from the atmosphere, and our troops report intruders." He walked as he talked, and his thick boots banged against the metal catwalk. One of the scientists, Jerime, a red panda in mint green trousers and tie stood up with his laptop.
"Are we under attack?" he asked. His voice eased out calm, but the tension on his face was hard to hide. The other two scientists, a gecko girl called Jenna and an old male squirrel called Deas looked up at the two of them.
"Probably, so pack your crap and get to the personnel hold so we can lock this place down." The dog stood with arms folded. The red panda looked to his colleagues, then nodded to the dog.
"Okay, come on guys let's get out of here." They all saved the files on their laptops and unplugged the sensors and aparatus, before Jerime pulled open a holographic keypad for the gargantuan machine that hung in the centre of the room. He typed in a code while his two workmates walked back along the catwalk with the captain. A clear shield slid around the dull rock, then a thick pale cover crawled over that. The keyboard disappeared under Jerime's fingers, and he turned to face the door. The catwalk shuddered, and carried him along as it slid away from the machine into the wall of the outer ring, where his workmates waited. The captain stood beside them, with a datapad in his hand that displayed a map of the area. Anomalies were marked out by sensors planted all over the area.