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another life the horror of it would have made him weep, but now?  Now it was a lesser horror.  It was a minor travesty in a long list of travesties that their government had grown used to turning a blind eye to.
    “The Navy is still working on getting intel for the ship in question, but it’s a rabid dog that has to be put down.” Hawke said.  Nathan nodded as he realized what that meant.  Commander Spears had strong armed them into another mission, but really this was the kind of mission the Talons would have done for free.
    “Does anyone have a clue as to why this ship is going around destroying other ships?” Nathan asked.  Hawke shook his head and rubbed tired eyes with the heels of his palms.  He had been going over the reports all day since visiting Tasha in the medical ward.  He was tired, and his eyes ached.
    “Not yet.” Hawke sighed. “Of course the Navy, in their typical short-sightedness simply wants us to go hunt it down and destroy it, but someone doesn’t go around destroying ships and killing all of the crew and passengers, unless they have something specific in mind, or are doing something no one else wants them to know about.  I think it would be prudent to find out.”  Nodding in agreement, Nathan idly scratched his neatly trimmed beard as he looked over the reports thoughtfully.  Hawke pensively looked at his longtime friend and mentor.  He looked his old irritable self, but he could tell that age was finally beginning to catch up to this indomitable man.   He was still a big man, standing a full inch taller than Hawke’s own six foot five inch frame, but Nathan’s shoulders were no longer quite as square as they used to be, as if age had weighed them down a bit.  His black hair and beard showed heavy streaks of gray, and his blue eyes were beginning to show more than a few creases around them.  Hawke suddenly felt guilty for bringing Nathan along, and for the first time feared that he would lose a pillar in his life should Nathan court death on the battlefield one time too many, only to have death finally take him at last.  Shaking off his morbid thoughts, he gruffly cleared his throat and leaned into his desk, bringing up rosters and fleet availability.
    “We’re going to need a ship with some teeth on it, and at least two fire teams of Marines.” Nathan said, thinking aloud. “I’d suggest a full squad from Company C, 1 st Platoon, The Helljumpers .  They are the best Marines we have when we have when it comes to boarding tactics and close quarters combat.”
    “And I was thinking about the Black Wave . It is newly refitted, and has all of the latest military hardware credits can buy, and a few that it can’t.  With its armament it should be able to kill anything short of a battleship.” Hawke added.  Nathan shook his head.
    “Don’t you think we should bring The Fury instead?  Taking a battleship to the fight would be a little more comforting.” He asked.  Hawke considered Nathan’s question.  It would be nice.  After all, a Nightstar class battleship could hold two wings of four light fighters, a full platoon of forty Marines, along with their power armor and other supplies needed to field them, not to mention the considerable firepower the Nightstar’s six cruise missile launchers would be, but then he sighed and shook his head.
    “No.  It is being refitted with docking mechanisms so that it can dock with Heaven’s Gaze for jumps.” Hawke reminded Nathan.  It was an ingenious design made possible by James “Gordy” Gordon, who usually served as both the chief engineer for whatever ship Hawke happened to be on, as well as the company’s head of engineering.  Since battleships were too big to fit in the carrier’s hangars, docking mechanisms would be installed onto the dorsal beam of The Fury that would then link up with docking mechanisms located on the ventral sections of the Heaven’s Gaze .  Once docked, the carrier could jump with the