The Big Damn Fight

“Hey, hey calm down.” Noise said in an approximation of a placating tone. “It’s okay. That, um, whatever the heck that was is super dead now.”

Behind her there was the sound of running, of doors sliding open and weapons being cocked.

“W-what the...?” A voice asked.

“The name’s Noise. There was some kind of creature terrorizing this fine young lady here. Don’t worry I took care of it.” Noise allowed a hint of cockiness into her voice. “That’s kind of my deal.”

The girl continued to look horrified and from behind her there was whispering of two distinct voices.

“It’d be really great if you could give me some information on where I actually am, and it might be a bit of a stretch but if you have anything on a mutation known only as Margot that’d be real helpful too.” Noise said. “Actually scrap that, if you could just port me back to Earth that’d be the ideal...”

Noise trailed off. Under different circumstances maybe she could say that without reservations, but to the best of her knowledge there are no currently populated space stations in Earth’s orbit, meaning either this isn’t that or that it’s highly classified. The latter seems the more likely. And Noise has a fair idea of the reasons why governments classify their projects. Yet on the other hand she doesn’t really want to hang around here when her friends might need her and stopping Margot is pretty high on the priority list also.

“Step away from the princess.” The voice from behind her. It was trying to be stern but not quite managing it.

“Pardon me?” Noise asked. “Where in the heck am I?”