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Artemis gazed up at the night sky. His eyes glistened with the reflections of the billions of stars that shined upon him. A light breeze passed through the terrace on which he was standing, the cold wind causing him to shiver. "I really must head back inside; the consequences of observing this moment would be a cold or flu." He thought this to himself, but the sentimental bonds that had grasped him from the second he had walked out onto the terrace kept him there. As this continued, his mind drifted over to the moments in his life that held a matched beauty; Friends, family, business endeavours, Holly…. Holly. Artemis' heart grew and strange warmth consumed him just as he thought of her name. He shook his head, trying to snap himself out of it. He stopped, not only was it no use, but he knew there was no way he could get her out of his head, or his feelings. His mind wandered through all of his memories of her- her cute smile, her brown hair, and her eyes. The eyes that of which were not her own. The time vortex had swapped one eye from each of them to the other. The reason I never say I miss her in English. I only ever say vous manquez de moi, which means you are missing from me. Because she is. Artemis thought fondly to himself as he decoded his habits around Holly. The whole manor was once completely cleaned twice under the knowledge that she would be visiting to discuss a plan on his ideas to stop the ice caps melting.
I really need to get control of these hormones, Artemis reminded himself, Although, hormones only last a maximum of four months. My feelings for Holly started when I first saw her face in that despicable dungeon where I kept her. It has now been four years, and the love I hold only for her has not remained the same- no, it has grown stronger and bigger and now it requires all of my mental strength to stop myself yelling this truth out at her. It must be true. I must really, truly, and wholy love-
CRACK.
Artemis instinctively rolled over to the other side of the terrace as lump of marble from the roof above slammed into the just beside where he was standing.
"BUTLER!"
Meanwhile, aboard the PDNS Supreme Derenta…
"Damn it! Who steered the ship into the roof decoration! We're supposed to be stealthy! Unseen! Means they're not supposed to know we're here! And now we've almost killed one of them!" Carmen yelled as the stern of her ship knocked over a marble figure on the rooftop.
The whole ship went silent.
"Augh!" Carmen said in frustration as she went to inspect the damage in manually.
"Carmen, I-"
"That's Captain. Captain Carmen Smith," Carmen said in an irritated tone. She pushed the button on the elevator and turned to her annoyer as she waited for it to arrive.
"Sorry Captain. But this really is important."
"What now?"
"The Deceptor Droids. They've come out of warp drive, and are now orbiting this planet's moon," the navigator said in a hushed tone.
Carmen looked shocked. Things just didn't add up. They had (almost) successfully landed at their target destination in under 3 minutes, a new record. The Deceptor Droids were never recorded going faster than light travel, and yet the only way they could have reached them by now was by breaking this barrier.
"Impossible…. What is our weapons status?"
The elevator arrived, and both of them went inside.
"Inoperable."
"What!? How?"
"The central power reflux stored the polarity of the electromagnetic pulses in the stern, which has just recently been rammed into a large marble decoration."
Carmen pressed the button for the bottom floor at the stern. She growled in frustration as the navigator finished his sentence.
BBZZZTZAT!
They were teleported to the bottom deck. Carmen observed the damage.
Half of the marble decoration had penetrated the hull, and you could fit a small elephant through the hole it had made. A small fire had broken out, causing the fire alarms to go off, and so the room was full of nontoxic gaseous fire extinguisher. Its movements were like fog, rolling and seeping through the room.
"We don't have enough resources to fix all this, Captain."
"I know. We'll have to buy more somehow."
"The residents of this manor may be able to provide assistance."
Carmen made a slow face palm.
"Great. We have to come begging for stuff from the guy we almost killed." She let out another frustrated growl. This really wasn't her day.