Wah-ha-ha!

Kara took out more enemy ships. "Damn." She muttered. Oh to have the good
old days. The days when she was a high ranking officer. When her respect had
to be earned by anyone. Was she still like that? Still pushing people away
that she didn't know well? Smeg, she did. She had pushed guys and scared
others away. Damn. How was she going to stop doing that? In the back of her
mind a voice grew stronger. "Kill. Then everyone will respect you." Kara
looked out the viewscreen. "Go back to hell." She said.
The voice laughed. "Thought you got rid of me? Hah! I hid in the back of
your mind you fool." Kara shook her head. "They never liked you thus no
respect. You used to be someone let me help you." It offered. "No." She
declined the offer. "Then I'll do it my way." The voice said. The room
seemed to grow smaller. Suddenly she found herself lining up the shot...on
her own forces. "What the smeg are you doing?!" She exclaimed.
"Doing what I want." The voice laughed as Kara watched a penguin puppet
appear behind in the reflection of the viewscreen. "Oh shit." She muttered.
(Ooooo spooky.)
Smeg On, Captain Emerald.
"Fear me for I am a writer!(evil laughter)"
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