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[B][I]Five Days Later[/i][/b]

Five days later, John Green would wake up the rest of the group, saying: "It's time to go on the trip! We'll be taking a freighter to Planet Cobalt; it's not going to be a Spacewarper, so we'll be flying the mundane way through a wormhole."

The cast of geniuses might need to review what they knew about space frieghters and wormholes, aka the poor man's method of FTL travel. The majority of non-military spaceflight involved sending goods and cargo on large space-borne vessels, whose engines were strong enough to head to interplanetary orbit. There, in the middle of space, awaited the wormhole, a rip in space-time that connected different planets to each other. This route was profitable but dangerous, especially as pirates might wait to ambush vulnerable ships on their way to their destination.

Basically, they were going to take a large ship, be carried there alongside cargo, and perhaps get ambushed by pirates on the way. Fun.

[b][i]Timeskip to the Frieghter[/i][/b]

The perhaps quickly turned for the worst though, as mid-way, as the cargo freighter was steadily heading for the wormhole, a ship, equivalent to the size of a cruiser, suddenly emerged from the nearby meteor belt, in utter discretion. The ship was painted black all around, shaped like a combination of a flying saucer and a cross, with guns placed messily all over the ship. At the head of the ship was a large skull, ornamented both for ramming purposes and for intimidation. The insignias on the ship was all too clear for anyone who came into contact with it.

The ship quickly exited the asteroid belt and caught up with the cargo freighter. Its engine was roaring with ferosity, and the thing would be easily able to catch up with the freighter if its captain decided to make a run for the wormhole. There, the space pirate ship's captain made his announcement.

"This is captain Kulora of the Simone, the pirate group in the region! We demand you, surrender your ship and offer all your cargo on your ship to us!"

In response, the Frieghter tried to veer away, attempting to return to the ringworld that was the Galactic Bazaar. Its engines were firing at full speed, taking advantage of the frictionlessness of space to accelerate faster than expected, jolting the cargo, which by now included the band of geniuses. But they would keep themselves steady among the boxes, containers, and other passengers that filled the cavernous cargo hold of the spaceship. Turning towards the group, John would say, "It is time to fight."

"Very well..." 

The pirate captain handed down the order, as the targetted cargo freighter tried to drift away, ignoring their warnings. Their engines roared with mightiness, unbound by friction, as they began catching up with the cargo ship. Despite its initial outlook, the engine, bought from the most discreet but with utmost quality of black markets, was significantly faster than the cargo ship's. The ship quickly caught up with the cargo ship, drifting steadily nearer to the vessel. 

And then suddenly, the pirate ship made a sharp turn towards the freighter. Seconds later, the front skull of the ship rammed onto the back of the freighter, sending the ship off its current trajectory, and sent the cargo onboard a tremor. The pirate ship then open fired their weapons onto the hull of the cargo ship, quickly tearing apart its shield and significantly damaging the hull and engine. As the freighter began to falter in terms of momentum, the pirate ship began to pull the cargo ship towards them, preparing to dock with each other. And finally, when the ship was near enough, a boarding party, consisting of hundreds of space pirates began pouring onto the ship.

Their target: the cargo bay.