A beautiful woman with the most mesmerizing blue eyes sits in front of a grid screen. She was sifting through pages and pages of news. All of a sudden a TVN (Trans Verge Network) news break comes on. A young woman who was one of TVN's best known anchor people said,

"Billionaire Magus Iopete has now upped the reward for his daughters rescue. The reward is now up to Five million Concord dollars for the return of his daughter. Miss Iopete was on a survey to the Dione to investigate the report of a sentient species living thousands and thousands of kilometers under the surface of the water. The Exemplar was a brand-new research ship that could function in almost any environment. If the ship landed they would be able to survive for many months and Magnus Iopete feels his daughter had an excellent chance of survival. Then the news break ended.

The short blond haired woman with the mesmerizing blue eyes got up from her chair. She yelled,

"Suran, get in here now!" A wiry little fellow with black hair and a dark complection walked into the room. He was dressed in a bright red shirt and navy silk pants. He had a red sash as a belt with a pistol on one hip and a sword on the other hip. She looked at him and his face broke out in an ear to ear smile of white teeth. She said,

"Stop that, you are a corsair. You are not suppose to be so happy." The young man bowed slightly and said,

"Yes My Lady, I will be as mean and nasty as you wish,"but the smile did not leave his face. She turned away from him and smiled. No matter what she said he would be all smiles from now until all three suns went nova. She said,

"Get the ship ready we are going out."

"Where are we going, so I can stock up properly."

"We are going to Dione and we should only need a minimal crew."

"Ah, the heiress."

"Yes do you have a problem with that?"

"No My Lady, is there anything else?"

"Yes bring me a drink." Suran was gone and the drink was there in front of her. She was not sure how he did it.

Now came the interesting part, would Devriele Shanassin give her trouble about going out. She knew he would want his cut and that was not a problem, but if he had plans for the fleet as he called his four Corsair ships. She knew she was his best Captain and the Warbird, her ship was his best ship, if he did have plans she would be a propionate part in them. She hit the communication button and got the fight control. She said,

"Patch me through to Devriele, this is Huntly on the Warbird." There was a pause for a second then a image of a Fraal she knew all to well came over the holographic display. He was middle aged and even by Fraal standards ,his eyes were more calculating. He smiled as if he knew something that you didn't and he probably did. He said,

"Ah, Huntly, how are you my dear?"

"I am fine Devriele, and I think you will be better once I tell you what I have planed." She paused to order her thoughts. Then she went on,

"You have heard about this heiress missing on Dione. I want to go and get her. You of course will get your cut, 10% of Five Million Concord Dollars, not bad for sitting here and doing nothing." The image looked at her, but she could not read his expression. It then said,

"You have ten days and then I need you back. Do you think you can do it in that time?"

"Ten days should be more then enough time, I will be leaving at once."

"Good but don't be late because I have a special little project that can not be delayed, do you understand."

"Yes I should be back long before that. I will see you then."

"Oh Huntly I almost forgot to tell you. The funds you tried to have transferred did not make it out of the system, but I made sure you did not lose them, they will be here when you get back."

"Thanks, I will look into it when I get back," said Huntly. Huntly had wanted out of the pirate game for a long time now, but it looked like Devriele was not about to let her go, but she would deal with that later.

She called out for Suran and he came running. She said,

"Is the crew aboard?"

"Yes My Lady. We are ready to go."