[spoiler]Cell-3=Celle Briggs Student Nazo=Nate Briggs (Dead) Snowy=Miss Snow HoTh=John Hothman xX_miniatimat_Xx=Mini (Dead) TheGreatAdidas=Greg Adler Hammerfist1245=Xavier Mjolnirschpang=Mjol NIL=Ninette (Dead) MØØSE=Tom "Moose" Martin Artemis=Arty Crowe (Dead) Verminator=Verm Digsby (Dead) Zbruh=Zhenya Deatheater200=Jason Darth Turtle=Daniel Turk Ems468=Ems OrangeThirteen=Oran Secondary character: John Watson=Walter "Watts" Hutsen[/spoiler] Celle was alone, lying on his back in the soft cool grass, gazing at the clouds floating gently across the blue sky. There was a slight breeze and he could hear the buzzing of insects and chirping of birds. He sat up. He was lying in the middle of a field. To his left was a little green pond, and to his right was a small cluster of trees. He felt he recognized this place, but he couldn't remember how or where he'd seen it. "Celle!" Called a voice from overhead. Startled, Celle looked up at one of the trees. A small boy was perched within the branches. "You alright?" Said the boy. Celle got to his feet. He suddenly became aware of the fact that he was much shorter than he remembered being. "I'm fine." Said Celle. His voice was much higher than usual. "What happened?" "I guess you're not fine if you don't remember" the boy laughed. He swung down from his branch and landed with a thud a few feet behind Celle. "I told you not to try to climb down with one hand. Dads gonna kill you when he finds out." Said the boy. He was pointing to something in the grass beside Celle. He looked down to see a magnifying glass lying shattered on the ground "Not if he doesn't find out" mumbled Celle. "If you don't tell him I will." Said the boy stubbornly. "It was your idea to take it in the first place." "I was only playing with it!" Whined Celle. "Whats a detective without his magnifying glass? I was gonna put it back." "I'm gonna tell him" said the boy. "No you aren't!" Hollered Celle. The boy tried to run off but Celle tackled him. They wrestled for several minutes before the boy broke free. "I hate you Nate!" Screamed Celle Celle woke up. He was still in his armchair and had quite a headache. He heard a voice talking softly to him, and searched the room for the source. "Celle, you alright?" It was Greg. He was standing in the doorway facing him. Celle looked at the clock. Only an hour had passed since he had fallen asleep. "What do you want?" Croaked Celle. His words came out much more hostile than he intended. Greg took a deep breath. "Mjol is gone now. Snow went to check on him earlier. His room was destroyed and he wasn't there. We need your help, Celle." "You don't need me. Leave me alone." Said Celle Greg shot Celle an angry look. "No we don't. We don't need you, but you sure as hell need us! Sure, you can sit here all alone and wait to be killed, but would Nate have wanted you to? Get off your ass and help us save Mjol, or else he'll die too!" Greg stormed out of the room, leaving Celle all alone again. __________________________________________________ Zhenya and Oran were sprinting down a hallway. Snow had judged from Mjol's room that he hadn't been taken too long ago, so they had sent out two people in each direction of the ship that the room connected with. A few minutes ago Zhenya thought he had seen John round a corner and they had been trying to follow him since. They stopped to catch their breath. "I don't think he came this way" panted Oran A bullet whizzed over their heads. The dropped to the floor. Zhenya looked down the hallway and saw John with a revolver. Mjol was nowhere in sight. Instead of continuing to fire, John turned and ran just like he had by the infirmary. They chased after him. He ran down several flights of stairs and through halls until they came to the Towhead. John ran straight into the maze of boxes and was lost from sight. "Let's split up." Said Oran. Zhenya nodded They went separate ways. Oran crept silently through the boxes, hoping to run into John with his back turned. Zhenya kept walking until he reached what he knew to be the center of the maze. Years of having to always keep an ear open for an enemy had given him excellent hearing. He stood completely still and listened. He could faintly hear footsteps coming towards him. One row in front of him, facing forwards. That meant that John would come from behind these boxes with his back turned. Zhenya waited, and sure enough John walked directly in front of him, pointing his gun in the opposite direction. Zhenya sprung on top of him, tackling him to the ground. He twisted the gun out of his hands and pulled his arms behind his back. John managed to roll to his side and kick Zhenya off of him. The gun was lying a few feet away on the floor. John crawled towards it but Zhenya grabbed him by the ankle and pulled him back. John kicked him away and leapt for the gun, grabbing it and rolling to his back. He shot at Zhenya several times but missed. Zhenya slid behind a crate. Zhenya quickly counted the bullets. One in the hallway, three just now. John had two bullets left. Zhenya peeked around the box. John was walking towards him. Zhenya dove behind another box. John fired another shot. The bullet hit a crate a few feet away from John, and the box exploded. The explosion was massive. It flew Zhenya several feet backwards and into another crate. His ears were ringing and he could feel a warm, runny substance trickling down his face. He tried to stand. It took a few tries since his head was a bit foggy, but he managed to bring himself to his feet and stride towards the place John had stood. Many of the boxes were on fire. John was gone. _________________________________________________ Nearly three hours later, Zhenya and Oran returned to Moose's room. Oran had found Zhenya after the explosion and they didn't see any body of John so they had to assume he had escaped once again. They stayed just long enough to put the fire out. As it turned out, John had shot a small tank of fuel inside one of the boxes. Oran pushed the door open to see everyone else already gathered in Moose's room. "Oh thank God you two are okay" said Moose. "We thought you were, since you weren't with the others, but we were still worried." "What are you talking about?" Said Oran "I found them." Said Daniel "Found who?" Asked Zhenya "Mjol, Verm, and the other victims." Said Daniel. "There was supposed to be a show today. Some of the less concerned passengers of the ship attended, except when the curtain was pulled back, there were eight bodies hanging from the ceiling. Verm and Mjol, the six dancers that were performing, and I'm assuming Nate was the one missing body, since they never kill out of order. The curtain only stayed open for a few minutes and after it closed the bodies were gone" "What happened to you two?!" Said Snow angrily "We chase after archer man. We fight, he shoots, fuel tank, big explosion" said Zhenya simply "So what now?" Said Ems "We go to Xavier" said Celle from the doorway To be continued