Mira, the Victim of Mutiny

TL;DR
Story behind this character. This is her before she became the terrifying captain she is today.

I designed:
altimis.deviantart.com/art/Mir…
as part of a Character Concepting Game with my friend, and decided to give her a bit of backstory. Enjoy!

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Bullets fizzled past my ear as I darted back to those loyal to my ship.

"Give her cover," Darian shouted. More bullets flew by me in the opposite direction.  As I slid behind our barrier shield, Darian asked, "how are the others?"

I spit blood and wiped my mouth before answering. "Dead. Gridde executed them point-blank." Darian looked over his shoulder and sighed. I nodded. "We're the only five left."

"That leaves five of us. Jenny isn't in any condition to fight, and you're starting to get beat up as well."

I laughed. "You should see your brother. No amount of technology will let him walk again."

"David, that vurt..."

"Hey, I'm still captain of this ship, and I still don't want to hear that kind of language."

"Aye."

"We need to get Jenny out of here."

"But they are blocking the pods," Charles said after ducking away from another volley.

I pulled two grenades from my holster. "I managed to pull two from the armory. We can distract them, but we need to time it just right. Will you be ready on my mark?"

Darian, Charles, and Kylisa all nodded. We assumed Jenny would agree, but she fainted from loss of blood. Darian and Charles picked her up delicately, and Kylisa unloaded a volley at the mutineers. I pulled both of the pins, and counted to four before throwing them over the shield. They exploded just over out enemies heads, and they shouted in pain and ducked for cover. Now was our chance.

Every bolted for the blast doors, and I came up in the rear to cover the men carrying Jenny. I could hear the mutineers moaning, but we didn't have time for a counter-attack As everyone passed the threshold, I slammed the controls and blasted it with my gun.

I heard Darian shouting from the other side, "What are you doing!?"

"They're not taking my ship!"

I could barely hear his response as I ran down another corridor, "Then what are we taking the escape pods for?"

[In case I fail...]

I passed through another threshold and locked the doors, but the mutineers fired a volley that pierced below by knee just before the doors sealed. It convulsed in reaction.

[Those vurt mutineers! ... "Heh. I didn't hear it."

Within microseconds, I heard a terrible screeching of metal on metal, the power went out, and someone said, "but you were thinking it."

I didn't have time to react, before a heavy object hit me over the head. Because of my weakened knee, I fell down to the ground, but quickly sat myself up with my right arm. A fully charged Titanium Saw cackled and sparked inches in front of me. With all the commotion, I hadn't noticed that the bullet hit my leg from the wrong side.

"You're not going to take my ship." I stated defiantly.

I heard David chuckle, "it's your ship or your life."

I turned my head and spat blood where I thought David's face would be. "You're not taking my ship." I raised my gun as quickly as I could, but I never got to pull the trigger. I saw his glasses gleam before my head hit the floor. I heard him laugh as he hobbled away on an improvised prosthetic. "I think I'm taking both!"

I never got to hear my body slump to the floor.