Back Flash: Reloaded

Who: Trisees,
Where: Ochre Dwarf
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Trisees growled loudly, his hands holding tightly the bars keeping him
inside his cramped and dirty cell. Opposite him were five other
cells, all empty, and at one end of the corridor like room sat a
lithe, dark haired woman behind a security desk. She seemed
attractive almost; a pale dainty look to her face.
"Let me out! I don't belong here!" he shouted loudly, trying to draw
her attention.
She looked over at him and then returned to the comic book she was
reading. Shaking her head, and not looking up she said "You know he
wants you here, so why bother complaining?"
Trisees cursed loudly and walked over to the damp and tiny bed in the
corner of his cell. He sat down on it angrily, one of the legs
creaking as it took his weight. He was in a bad situation.
He, and and another Blue Dwarf crewmember, had gone in search of an
abducted crew member four months ago. It had led to all three of them
crossing over by accident into an Alternate reality; one with a star
ship called the Ochre Dwarf.
The Ochre Dwarf had seemed pleasant at first, as had its crew, and the
majority of them were nice, sane people. However unbeknowst to the
others, one of their numbers was an evil psychopath who'd discovered
the secret to eternal life. It involved abducting alternative
versions of himself from alternate realities, and then disecting them
to steal their 'essence'. By killing them this way, he absorbed all
energy that had been created to make them, and extended his life.
Trisees and the two crew members had tried to escape the Ochre Dwarf
after they discovered they were next on his list, but it had been to
no avail. All three had been ensnared once more whilst stealing a
Teal Giant from the cargo bays. Now he was stuck here locked in the
brig probably on made up charges which the captain had no idea about.
His other two crewmembers had been shocked when they discovered that
their captor was an evil man, but to Trisees it had made almost
perfect sense. The reality was one of almost exact opposites, only
with a slight negative skew to it. There were only two at the most,
sane friendly crew members on the Blue Dwarf, and the exact opposite
would be somebody of twisted hate.
Which was why Dr. Harold Coffey was the only possible person behind
the plan.
Trisees decided to try again.
"Hey, Officer Keto," he shouted. Charlene Keto sighed and stood up,
throwing the comic down on the desk. She strode slowly over to the
cell and looked through the bars, folding her arms.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Take me to see the captain," he said. "I have something important to
tell her."
"You know you can't see the captain," replied Keto, sweetly.
"Fine, get her second in command then. But it involves the safety of
this ship and crew."
Keto raised her eyebrow and considered it for a second.
"Ok, I'll get him," she said. "But no more words from you."
Trisees nodded and sat down. 'Maybe,' he thought, 'Commander Theodore
Cleavage can help me.'
<to be continued>