The crew called over Rick. They had found energy particals all over Alma's mech, showing that she had been teleported.

She turned, holding up the pistol, her finger was on the trigger ready to shoot. She then noticed what she came face to face with. She froze at the sight. They were the enemy she was used to dealing with. Normally members of the SCA looked more human.. but these looked like bugs.. Well, it was an alliance after all.. Many different races. "What do you want with me?" Alma asked. Hearing a few clicks.

"but but..' Drake said honestly very confused. It only grew more at what the results of the search came back with. "If they can teleport someone.. Why go threw the trouble of taking Alma? When they could have just taken you from the start? I mean no disrespect Sir." Drake said thinking outloud.

"Because if the enemy tuely wants to hurt me, they'll hurt the ones around me. Be it my squad, or my family" Rick orderd that the energy signiture be followed, and the space carrier took off.

With minutes Alma found herself surrounded. She shot at a few as they tried to grab her, but soon her pistol ran out of bullets. She took a few steps back. Fighting her way around. Although hand to hand combat with Alma was dangerous, her suit had a shocking ability to it. She would punch or kick a bug, and they would be shocked a bit at the same time. It seemed though, each time one backed off, another two took its place. Suddenly her suit lost power. Meaning Alma was past her limit. She fell over, passing out.

The space carrier eventualy came into view of the ship that abducted Alma. Rick stood in shock. "The collecters"

"what are they sir?" Drake asked looked at the enormous ship in front of them.

Alma woke a few minutes later. She was laying on a table. tied down of coarse. Being led somewhere and guarded by four of the beings.

"An insectoid race that abducts people, and performs hideous experiments. Or worse" A shiver went down Rick's spine. "Grab some weapons, we're going in on foot"

Drake nodded. he picked up a gun, as well as suited up before returning. ready to go.

Rick suited up in combat armor and grabbed an assault rifle. He orderd everyone to board the dropship, and they took off for the collecter's ship.

Alma controlled her suit, picking up readings of the ship nearby.. Although she was jammed from sending a signal. It was then she got readings of Rick and Drake entering the ship she was on. Being next to the collecters, she could not say anything, but instead she sent a small video of when she was seeing. The humans in tanks, As well as other creatures alike.

Rick picked up the video from Alma. As soon as he saw the tanks, he panicked. "We have to get her out, now!" The dropship landed, and Rick led the charge. He fired at every collector that stood in his path.

Alma was brought into a small room where they hooked her up to a few tubes. They paused though, as if someone told them they had been broken into. They released whatever was holding her down to the table, but Alma could not move. She was quickly hooked up and put into a tank like all of the other creatures.

Drake also picked the video up. His eyes widened right away. He saw Rick run forward, and followed after. Shooting everything in his path.

Rick navigated the passageways of the ship, following Alma's tracking signal. "I hope I'm not too late" He thought to himself.

There was a wire connected to the back of her neck, which right away seemed to put her to sleep. At least Alma felt very tired. But she did not fall asleep. Instead she used whatever remaining energy she had to move her suit, and pound on the walls of the container she was in. Which oddly, and sickening enough reminded her of skin.

Rick and the other soldiers finally reached the room that contained Alma. They fought off the collectors guarding it, and stormed in. Without hesitation, Rick used the butt of his rifle to smash open the pod.

Alma fell forward onto the ground. Breathing heavily from her encounter. "everyone else too." she said completely worn out.

The soldiers freed the others. Rick picked up Alma. "Everyone, back to the dropship!"

Drake was running threw when a platform landed with a bunch of collectors wielding weapons. One of them towered over the others almost three times as big.

The squad opend fire. Rick hurled a gernade. The explosion blew off the giant collector's legs.

"That was easy." Drake commented as he shot towards the collector's minions.

Rick rushed everyone to the dropship. Once they were all accounted for, the dropship took off. "Can't leave without saying goodbye" Rick pressed a detonator, and a nuke that he had place aboard the collector's ship exploded in a brilliant ball of light. "I knew those nukes would come in handy"

"Excellent touch sir." Drake commented as he watched the explosion.

Alma once on board was rushed away to be cleaned. Mainly because the doctors on board were not sure what the collectors could have done.

After removing his battle armor, Rick went to the medical bay to check in on Alma. "How are you holding up, Alma?"

Alma was out of her armor, laying in a bed on her side. "Exhausted." She said to him. Her eyes were closed, but she wasn't sleeping. "Thank you for coming to get me."

"I never leave a member of my squad behind. Never" Rick held Alma's hand.