Benny knew he shouldn't be out here, but her never could resist. He'd told his siblings he was going out to take an early patrol, and headed out for his usual secret spot.

It was a small crater, ten bricks across and five bricks down at its deepest. It was oddly shaped to. Whatever meteor hit the rock here it had come at an angle. The crater sloped down on one side and the other three were nearly completely flat, except from a stud bump/hole here and there. He knew his siblings would have a blast studying it and determining what had crashed at what speed and so and so angle. But he could never tell them. Sure, the last time he told them they had given it back to him, but every now and then they would pop back up. That wasn't the reason he didn't go there anymore, of course.

His mind drifted back to the events that had caused him to leave. Two of his brothers had been talking (with him as well) about the Piece of Resistance. Kenny felt the other Builders should be searching only in places that were known for deep and extensive cave systems. Ren(ney) felt the opposite. He felt that has it had been hidden for so long, it must have been hidden somewhere they didn't know there were caves.

The argument had grown between them until they had to be held back. When his other, non Master Builder, siblings had asked what they had been arguing about he simple said cave systems. He would have told them the whole truth, but he didn't want to put them in any danger.

He had eventually left, wanting a bit of time to himself to think. It wasn't fair. He wanted to join in the search but, after numerous mistakes that had lead to near or plain capture, all MB's now searched purely in their home world. Even though Space Zone was almost infinite going up, and anything could hide there for as long as it needed, the Piece was said to be underground. They new every inch of the ground of this world, and every pocket underneath. Each astronaut had his own area to patrol, and anything new was quickly found. As was the case with this crater that had shown up smack in the middle of his area.

It was really no use fuming over. Benny picked at some loose bricks, leaning back on the far side of the crater. And something else gave way behind his oxygen tank. He scooted around, expecting to see loose bricks, but instead a small hole had opened up. Excitement fluttered in the pit of his stomach. He had always wondered what had caused the crater, and perhaps when it hit it had gotten caught by the gravity. But when it disrupted the rock formations it had knocked some of it back onto itself, creating a pocket under the surface. Almost like a cave.

He wasted no time in digging at the opening, the bricks coming easily for him. One brick was stubborn. He placed both hands on it and pulled, and it came off slowly. Then it suddenly snapped off with a crackling sound. Benny was thrown away, and he glanced at the piece in his hand. And then dropped it like it burned him. He slowly floated over to the opening and looked

at the glob of clear substance. Other bricks were stuck to it, at angles they would never stay naturally.

His hand went to the handheld transceiver at his hip, but he paused. The device was synched to the main computer. If he said the word 'KraGle' once it would be a dead giveaway as to who he was. If he acted confused and described the substance one of the others could utter the word and be in danger.

Benny slowly flouted towards the opening, half afraid the KraGle would lash out and draw him in, freezing him for eternity. As he glanced inside no saw something red flash in the light. And he stopped thinking. Somewhere, distantly, he could hear a voice urging him on. He reaching a hand inside, taking a firm hold of the strange piece that was hidden inside.

A special one, cloaked in blue, will make the piece of Resistance found, from its hiding refuge underground, this master builder

Cheep cheep

Space!

Will thwart the kragle and save the realm

Good idea lassie

and be

Come on everyone, protect the special!

Has arisen

Now its your turn to be the hero.

Distantly voices. Someone above him, shaking his shoulders. His name? Everything goes black.