لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
Previously on Dark Matter.
So what do we do with this thing now?
Complete the delivery.
Get paid, what else?
Whoever delivered the device could be considered
an accessory to mass murder.
Who are you?
Chief Inspector Kierken. Galactic Authority.
I intend to see each of you face trial.
Under the jurisdiction of the Galactic Authority.
I will return to claim my throne.
There are those in the court who are still loyal to me,
but without my memories, I don't know who to trust.
You started without me.
Mmm.
So what'd you get?
Cleaning supplies for my weapons.
There's nothing more disrespectful than
killing an opponent with a dirty blade.
What'd you pick up?
Oh, you know, girl stuff.
Scented creams, ammunition...
knives.
You heard from the others?
Um...
Three, Five, you there?
Yep. How goes?
The rest of us are done.
Ten more minutes?
Well, we're on the other side of the station, so...
let's say 20.
Hey, Kid.
Wrap it up.
Try the red ones.
Yeah?
Yeah, I know. They're super sour, huh?
Agh! My salivary glands are imploding.
Mmm...
I'll see you in ten.
What?
That'll be one bar.
What?!
This ain't a buffet, buddy. Three pieces for a bar.
You can take another two, if you like.
I don't like.
But I'm gonna take two, anyway.
And I'll need a bag.
Watch where you're going!
You ran into me, buddy.
You sure about that?
Yep.
Hey!
Well, I guess I'll go around you, then.
Come on.
Kid?
Kid.
Okay.
Red.
Do you ever guess wrong?
Eventually.
Again.
Let's go.
Red or blue?
Neither.
Am I that easy to read?
It's your unpredictability that makes you predictable.
She's about this tall,
green hair, you haven't seen her?
Thanks.
Hey, uh, y-you were with the girl,
the one with the green hair.
Yeah.
They took her.
Who did?
Outside.
'Scuse me!
Sure it was them?
Positive.
Two, this is Three. Come in.
Nyx, Four, anyone! Come in!
Do you know who they were or where they went?
Yeah, the Danker brothers.
They probably took her back to their cabin
Do you have a truck?
Right here, but...
You're driving.
They're dangerous!
They got nothing on me.
Want me to prove it to you?
No...
You're driving.
You seem to have settled back in quite nicely.
Do I?
Your physiological indicators suggest
you're quite well-rested;
certainly more relaxed than my last scanalysis.
Last scanalysis?
How often do you run them?
I regularly monitor this ship and its crew
for anomalies and potential red flags.
For instance, I advise
you cut down on your sodium intake
and increase your consumption of soluble fiber.
Okay. Good to know.
I also noticed that the reduction in your stress level
has increased your appetite.
As a result, your body mass has increased by 2%.
Are you saying I'm fat?
I'm saying... you're clearly more at ease.
I've decided not to worry about things I can't change,
like other people's opinions.
You've been granted full access to the ship
and its systems.
That would suggest a level of trust and acceptance.
Yeah, but they draw the line at giving me
free run of a station.
Let's be real.
If it wasn't for Two, I wouldn't be alive,
much less on board this ship.
Granted, some of the other crew members
may take some time to come around.
I did betray them.
They're very forgiving.
When we first met, I tried to kill you all.
Now I've been accepted as one of the crew.
What's that?
The Raza has just intercepted a subspace alarm
from the planet's surface.
The station has just enacted silent lockdown procedures
and sent a coded transmission to Galactic Authority Central.
Up there.
Who are they?
The Danker brothers. They're bad news.
They get into all sorts of trouble...
Theft, smuggling...
What d'you suppose they want with a kid?
All due respect, but your friend didn't look like a kid to me.
Two, this is Three. Come in.
Four, Nyx, anybody. Come in.
Damn it.
Look, you may have your reasons for not wanting
to go to the authorities, but you can't
take on the Dankers alone.
If you've got friends back at the station,
we should go back for them.
We don't have time for that.
She's alone up there and defenseless.
Yeah-ha-ha.
Ah-ha. Ooh!
I swear I'll kill you!
I'll hurt you... real bad!
What're you gonna do, huh?
Spoon me to death?
Stop!
Don't damage the merchandise!
Don't blame ya, kid.
If I was going where you're headed,
probably wanna stab someone, too.
Guess I gotta up the dosage.
How many of them are there?
Five in all, but they do a lot of hunting,
so chances are they're not all there.
'Kay, I'm gonna need you to wait for us.
You go in there, you're not coming back.
Sit tight. I'll be back.
Hey.
Sit!
Man...
We've received unconfirmed reports
that the crew of the Raza has been seen on this facility.
Consider them armed and extremely dangerous.
And remember...
I want them alive.
Now let's go get them.
Ready.
Red.
No! Blue.
You sure?
Yes. Blue.
Agh!
How...
Now I'm just predicting your predicting patterns.
Three, Five, come in.
Three, Five, are you there? Over.
Don't bother. Comms are down station-wide.
Is it a system glitch?
Silent security protocol.
Station's under lockdown.
Something's up.
But don't worry about it. The GA's on their way.
It's time to go.
This is Three.
Anyone out there?
Market's this way.
Kill those.
They're clones.
That would explain how they got here so fast.
We need to get back to the Marauder.
Not without the others.
If the GA secure the Marauder before we do,
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