Orzak

If you ever find yourself trapped on an enemy warship, surrounded by heavily armed extraterrestrials with questionable intentions there are exactly two people you want at your side: Captain Zoey Hunt… and Orzak. Preferably Orzak. Zoey commands the USS Apocalypse—She’s strategic, fearless, and fully prepared to blast her way out of a bad situation. Orzak, however, prefers a different approach. He smiles. No one knows what Orzak is. Not in a classified file, not in a whispered rumor, not even in the “we definitely should’ve figured this out by now” section of the ship’s database. His species is listed simply as: Unknown. Attempts to scan him have resulted in three melted devices, one existential crisis, and a toaster that now refuses to operate out of “professional jealousy.” But what Orzak lacks in identifiable biology, he more than compensates for in charm. Not normal charm. Not “oh he’s charismatic” charm. We’re talking galaxy-bending, physics-questioning, diplomatic-incident-preventing levels of charm. The kind that makes hardened warlords forget why they were angry. The kind that convinces prison guards to unlock cells and apologize. His “psychic eye thing”—a term coined by a very tired engineer who gave up trying to explain it—has a 99.9% success rate. That 0.1%? Still under review, though it reportedly involved a species without eyes, emotions, or patience. As second-in-command, Orzak’s duties include de-escalation, negotiation, and occasionally saving Zoey from her own “I will absolutely fight this entire fleet” instincts. He’ll lean in, flash that impossible smile, tilt his head just slightly—and suddenly the enemy captain is offering them safe passage, a gift basket, and directions to the nearest wormhole. Zoey insists she’s immune to his charm. The crew has stopped keeping track of how many times that statement has been immediately disproven. Orzak doesn’t argue. He just smiles. And somehow… that’s worse.