Chapter 2

Jerca found it odd that Arthur was acting so strangely. This isn't like him at all. He's usually like Meta Knight, all reserve and seldom. Why is he so excited about this girl?

Jerca let out a sigh as he continued down the ship, until he had trip over something. Doing a maneuver like a somersault, he landed on his face, flipped over, and found himself sitting straight up. He turned behind him to find Sir Falspar staring at him.

He was a green puffball with a red Mohawk and gold eyes. If Jerca was standing up, Falspar would come up to his armpits, with the hairdo. He was wearing his usually dark green and black armor with his face mask, with his trusty sword hanging over his shoulder. "Are you okay? I felt something kick me and found you like this."

"I shouldn't have been able to trip over you….."

"Oy! That's right! I was looking for something tiny! So I was on my hands and knees." You're round as a ball, so how was I able to trip over you with you on the ground like that?

"Need some help?" asked Jerca as he got up, still a little puzzled.

"Nah, I found it right before you tripped over me, whatever it might be anyway."

Falspar showed Jerca a little black device that can be easily seen in his white glove. However if it had gotten in the cracks of the floor, it would be very hard to find it again.

Jerca straighten up after looking at it, and then asked, "I'm heading down to the prison section. Are you busy with anything besides the…thing?"

"Actually, I'm heading down there myself. Heard Dr. Stork was there and I need to get this to him", Falspar said, showing Jerca the black thing again.

"Alright, you can come with me! I need some company anyway."

"Ditto"

It wasn't long until they reach the prison area. It wasn't fancy like most jails. It had three rooms. It has six jail cells in one room and the second room had an interrogation environment setup. The third room was the entrance and waiting area. The other two rooms were connected to the waiting room, but not to each other. When the two warriors entered in the waiting area, Dr. Stork greets them with a nod and a smile.

He was a purple bird with green armor across his chest, legs, and shoulders. Across his chest was a star. He also seems to have a helmet on that was purple as well over his head and beak. His wings however were uncovered, maybe to fly while fighting. Dr. Stork is one of the five medics on board this ship, and a fighter as well, which was rare. He carries an axe across his back as his main weapon. Right now, he seems to be pushing a cart with medical stuff inside. Jerca assumed it was to check if the captured girl was healthful.

"Just examined your friend, Jerca, and she seem to be okay. She is a bit skittish. Right now, she is in the interrogation room. Oh, Sir Falspar? Do you have my bug?"

"Your what?" Falspar said with a confused look on his face. Jerca, who tilted his head, was baffled as well.

"It's a little black object I use sometimes for my patients. It captures pictures of what is going on inside the body, as well as tracks the person as they move."

"Oh! This!" Falspar said with a thrust of a hand. It had the little object still in it.

"Ah, thank you Sir Falspar…"

"Warning Doc, he dropped that thing in the floor when I met up with him", Jerca warned.

If something happened that required the bug, Jerca didn't want something dirty inside his body. The thought was too distasteful.

Dr. Stork smile turned to agitated frown. "It will be extremely hard to clean this now, but I will manage…" he said while he left the room.

Jerca could feel that Falspar was staring daggers at him as they proceeded to the window of the room. It will be a while before Falspar forgave Jerca for embarrassing him, but it was for the best.

There at the window, Jerca could see and hear the girl, but not the other way around. When he looked through the window, he could hear Falspar say, "WOW, what a beauty!" Jerca couldn't have agreed more. However, she looked a bit scared.

She was young with flawless facial features. Her green eyes sparkle with curiosity and her long red hair and bangs fell down past her shoulders. She was about Falspar's size, maybe a little taller, but very skinny. Perhaps too skinny, with the way she is so bundled up in her furs. She wasn't even on a cold planet; in fact it was a tad warm for Jerca.

Jerca got a clipboard with paper off the wall and began writing some questions, while Falspar just simply stared at her in awe.

U.K looked at the room around her. It was a white room with a mirror on the wall, a table, and two chairs, one on each side of the table. She was sitting in one of these chairs. Apparently that was all there is in this room. She had to admit, it was more interesting when Dr. Stork was in here. At least she didn't feel like the room was closing in on her.

What do these people want with me? All she knew was that she was brought here by the orders of Sir Arthur. Who is Sir Arthur? A king? I just want to go home. But what if I don't get to go home? Sure it's just a cave but still. I am a bit scared right now. What if I'm here for punishment!

Right after that thought, the door opened, startling her a little bit. In came a tall warrior with yellow spikey hair wearing blue clothing, blue cape, a brown necklace with a blue gem, and some chest armor with a star on it. He had purple skin, with black eyes, and a weird silver mask resting on top of his head. Wait a moment…it can't be!

"You were the guy that ambushed me!"

"Yep! Well, there was a friend that helped."

"What is your problem anyway? Sneaking around like some kind of ninja, I mean, really!" she said, clearly upset as he approached.

"Hah, sorry about that, just doing my job" said the tall warrior as he sat in the chair in front of her.

"Humph!" she said with her arms crossed in front of her, with a pout on her face.

"My name is Jerca" he said as he pulled out a notepad with some writing on it.

"Hello Jerca, nice to meet you. Now let me go home."

"I got a better idea! Why don't you tell me your name?" Jerca said with a lighthearted attitude. He was twirling the pen in his fingers.

"U.K. Now let me go home." Why does he care?

"Okay U.K.! That sounded really cool just then. How about your age, hmm?"

"21. Now let me go" What is he doing, talking like that?

"That is a nice age you got there. The age of freedom! Anything else you like to tell me?"

"No. Let me go" I don't want to be here! Why can't you see that? Just let me go home!

"I have a feeling you want to go home really badly, don't you?"

"WOW! Such a genius exists!" she said, with an extreme sarcasm in her voice.

"Sorry kid, but all I want is to know more about you. I know you're not use to company, but we really need some help finding something. The sooner you help, the better off you are."

"Fine! What exactly are you looking for?" U.K asked with an uneasy tense voice.

"Don't know"

"…"

"…you okay?"

"…"

"I honestly don't know what it is or may be, and I can sense some confusion in your attitude. However, it still doesn't mean that-"

"ARE YOU SERIOUS!" screamed the young girl, with enough force to knock Jerca over out of his chair and cause Falspar to jerk on the other side of the mirror. There was a moment of silence after that. Not one word was spoken for a while as Jerca set his chair up again and sat in it once more. The room got quiet until some sobbing was heard in the room.

"Um, U.K?" Jerca asked gently. He knew the young girl didn't want to be here. He knew that she didn't know what was going on. He knew that she was scared. Yet, all he can do is sit there and act professional, just like he was supposed to.

Children were certainly the kryptonite of Jerca. Right now, all U.K could do was sob and cry as she got more stressed. She was away from everything she knew, and she probably thought the worst. There is no way she could continue anymore of the conversation. If I try, I'll only make her more upset.

Jerca rose to leave from the door, when he heard U.K say something. "A-am I-I-I a-a pri-s-son-ner?" was all she could say between sobs. Jerca's heart tore to her, and his only reply was, "No".

Jerca left the room in a bit of a rush after that, not wanting to hear much more of her crying. He turned to Falspar saying, "Find an empty room that she can stay in for a while."

"Is that an order?" asked Falspar. Jerca turned to him and nodded, then walked out of the prison waiting area.

Jerca found himself storming down the hallway, though he didn't know why. Right now though, he wanted some answers. The only place he can find them is in Sir Arthur's office. That was the only place that he can think of where Sir Arthur might be.

He better have some answers! And good reasons for keeping it a secret!

Jerca finally approached the door to Sir Arthur's office, and banged on it wildly. When he finally stopped, a stern "Come in" came from the door. Jerca didn't hesitate opening the door and barging right in an important meeting.