"Three moons," DG mumbled.

Wyatt was heading for a decent snooze when DG's voice woke him up. Not that he'd admit that. "What?"

"Two suns, three moons," DG repeated, louder.

"Oh. Yeah, we're a little greedy in the O.Z." Wyatt smiled at her.

DG smiled back. "Good book?"

"Oh, yeah! 'Etiquette of Eastern Guild'."

"The Eastern Guild has etiquette?" They certainly weren't very polite to me or Glitch, DG thought.

"Apparently, though I can't make it past page five."

"Wow! Look, Cain!" She pointed to night's sky, where meteors were falling from the sky. Really big meteors. Not big! Near! They saw it crash into the ground. "Wow!"

"Uh, I think 'yikes' is a better word, Princess."

"I've always wanted to see a meteor up close!"

"You're just making that up!" Wyatt protested. DG laughed. "No, no, you're doing this to annoy me, aren't you?"

"You're paranoid."

"Paranoid. Yeah, but it keeps happening. You're actually a devious mastermind, I'm on to you."

DG smiled at him. "You and I both know I'm going."

Wyatt hissed, looking back out at the landing-site. "It's in the plains, so an ambush is unlikely... fine. But! First sign of trouble... you do what I say when I say it!"

DG saluted dutifully.

Glitch was delighted with the find. Turns out shards of metal formed most of it. Most of it. He freaked when he found himself in possession of dismembered arm. "You ok, Ambrose?" Cain asked.

"Guess there were people in there," Glitch replied, sickened.

"Aliens?" DG was excited. "Oh." Excitement wasn't exactly called for.

Wyatt waded through the wrecked pieces himself, looking from one piece to another, but not in any great detail. His head was too filled with other thoughts. In a way, these bits of rubbish from the night's sky represent so much more - people? What were they like? Will they help us or harm us? The overall feeling he got gave him shivers.

Something stood out. A white human form. "Guys," he pointed. "Maybe we can find out what these guys look like."

They wandered over to the form, some kind of space suit, Wyatt figures. The first thing he noticed, besides the fact that he somehow feels better about the design of the thing, is the smoke damage in the centre of the suit. He was shot. The next he noticed, sends a chill through him. It's him.

Ok, it's not. For one, he had brown hair, not blond and he's stockier, just slightly. And another - there was metal shooting through the skin, as if it was welded to him. The guy's skin is an ashen grey. But aside from the burn, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the suit.

"Ok, did he just move?!" DG asked, half-panicked, confirming what Cain had seen.

"Yeah," Glitch was also freaked and who could blame him. The man fell from the sky and was still alive. That was some trick.

"Come on," Cain decided. "Let's get him back to the palace."

"Wait, Cain! Maybe his back's broken. Should we move him?"

Cain sighed, already unsettled. "I don't suppose you could use your magic to see if he's all right?"

"I'm more of a nature-girl, trees and things." She reached out anyway. And was immediately thrown back. "Ok. I can't do that."

Cain was at her side. "I'm sorry, darlin'! Are you all right?"

DG shivered. "Yeah... his back's not broken. Somehow. Geez, Cain, I don't know what that was but it gave me the shivers!"

Cain hugged her. "Sorry about that."

"I'll get a stretcher," Glitch volunteered.

"Cain, that looks like..."

"Yeah," Cain interrupted, his tone saying that he didn't want it even mentioned. DG understood and let it go.

"Maybe he's a spy," Cain suggested.

"A spy?" Jeb asked him after the long silence that followed. "You mean a doppelganger sent on an evil scheme to replace you?"

Cain shrugged, admittedly insecure. "Yeah."

Jeb crossed his arms. "He's got brown hair, Dad."

"You can colour that."

"And what is he going to do with that big metal welded into his face?"

"More than just his face. All across his body," the medic, Daniels, reported. "Near as I could tell it had to have been put on him before he put on that suit. Though I can't imagine why."

"Too many questions," Cain decided. "We should ask him a few."

"No." Surprisingly that objection didn't come from Daniels but Raw. "No go near man. Dangerous. Hold him with magic."

"What...?" Cain was about to ask him why.

"NOW! Danger!" Raw was panicked.

Cain just nodded once and went to fetch DG.