~~Jane Fox~~

It was dark inside the Death Pac. I wasn't sure why it ate us or what that crazy sound was afterwards, but I could see the others were equally as confused in the dim lighting of the red alert lights. After the great mouth shut, and the echo reverberated through the ship, there was a long moment of total silence, as quiet as the vacuum of space.

And then, Patrick Stewart clapped his hands together and stood up. "Well, thank you very much for coming, but I'm afraid I've got to be going now." Pulling smartly down on his uniform he strode towards the doorway to the lift.

"What?!" Jack yelled out, as we all ran to him in disbelief. "What you can't go--how do you even think you are going to??"

"Well you see," he said as he stepped into the lift. "I'm not a main character, I'm merely an interesting foil for you to interact with whilst you deal with your situation. And as soon as I'm out of your sight and out of the same room as you, I can be wherever I wish."

"That's....so not fair!" Meiya stamped her foot as she shook her head in disbelief.

"Toodles!" The door whished shut, almost cutting off Patrick's last word. Drake pushed some of the others aside as he hurriedly pushed the door open button, one hand on his sword. The door opened instantly, only to reveal an empty cabin. "SHIT!!" he just about roared.

"Well now what do we do?" Roy slumped down in a chair and sighed. Steve perked up as he had an idea.

"Well, we COULD go fishing..." Everyone else groaned as he sank back down sadly.

Brigh perked up next. "We COULD shoot our way out!" I nodded, that sounded far more reasonable. It had been a while since we had a real fight against the council.

But before we could get to our battle stations, we heard the doors swish open again, only it wasn't Patrick Stewart---it was the hooded figure!

"YOU!!!" We all yelled.

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Short and maybe kinda lame but there it is lol