[ WP ] A band of space-pirates faces down a massive mining frigate .

`` Nobody fucking move!!! Get down on the ground and put your hands behind your head. I want all people on one side of the bay, synths and splicers on the other. If I see any one of you even flinch without me asking your going to have your head caved in like those rental marines over their.'' 
 
 I peer over the footage streaming in from the various security channels poring through my data link. This ca n't be happening. 
 
 `` I need a statics report are you guys seeing this.'' 
 
 Immediately a stream of comments begin to flow into my brain, its a mixture of panic, confusion, and random points of view. I filter them all out and listen to the chief of security. 
 
 `` Unfortunately sir our ship has been breached by hostile forces. The pirates are made up fifteen base line humans, as well as an old sentry drone. They have minimal armor and are armed with old low powered lasers, and non gauss projectile weapons including shot guns, machine pistols...'' 
 
 Kids these days, statistics and facts no gut instincts. I swear once were out of this mess I wo n't hire any new employes that are under 60. 
 
 `` None of that matters how many of our people are stuck down their?'' 
 
 `` We have a total of 45 persons that are confirmed or could possibly be alive. 14 are loading synths, 5 engineering splicers, 2 engineering synths, 6 cyberneticly enhanced lifters, 4 data specialists, 13 humans with minor augmentations, and single seraph that is unaccounted for. 5 deceased security splicers, and 8 security synths completely destroyed by a mixture of malware and discharged fire from various weapons. All non sentient drones have been infected with some nasty malware...'' 
 
 `` What are my options!'' 
 
 `` The boarding party is as mentioned before lightly armed and armored. A squad of fully equipped security synths, augments, and splicers should make quick work of them under normal circumstances. However the hostages complicate the matter. I would suggest the best bet would be to negotiate then attack once the hostages are secure. Trying to negotiate would could also bring us more information about our attackers.'' 
 
 Blam! 
 
 `` What was that?'' 
 
 `` Sir it appears that the hostiles have discharged weaponry into a civilian splicer.'' 
 
 `` Luddite pricks!'' I curse under my breath. 
 
 I slam my fist down on side of my chair. 
 
 ``'' Damn how did we not see this coming! Drones did full scans of the shuttle before it docked.'' 
 
 `` Your guess is as good as mine captain.'' The security chief responds. 
 Before I can continue to scold him another voice chimes in. 
 
 `` Captain we're receiving direct laser communication from an unknown ship.'' 
 
 `` Trace it now.'' 
 
 I open up the stream. 
 
 I see an obese base line human on the screen in front of me. 
 
 To be continued 

