A/N: Seeing as my billion dollar check still hasn't arrived these stories still aren't mine. :( Anyhow please read, review, and follow preferably in that order those the last two can be swapped.
Chapter 2: Run Away Salmon
As the ship emerged from the other end of the wormhole, one of the monitors came to life with a sudden light in the spacious cockpit. "Let's see" Riku said studying the screen. "We have a world with no outside threat and one with a . . . domestically foreign threat?" the grayed eyed youth said puzzled. "That sounds interesting." Sora remarked sitting in his customary seat, the pilot's seat. After waiting a few seconds and not hearing any objections he turned the wheel to the right. "Uh guys. . . "
Summersea, Emelan
A group of fishermen stood around their fleet, looking expectingly at a flutist, a drummer, and a dancer. The performers were behind a strange net. Instead of the same knot it used three different knots and the holes were bigger than normal. The musicians started playing and the boy jumped into a corner hole. He touched each corner before jumping into the center of the next hole. His legs warmed up to an unnatural yet pleasant heat. He felt the fish respond to his dancing flicking their tails to come to him and the net. The usual pleasure Pasco felt while dancing was mitigated by the curiosity he felt by the mental image of a golden object responding just like the fish were.
On board the Salmon
"The ships not responding to me. In fact the ship is driving itself." Sora finished. As if in response to what he said the ship started accelerating throwing everyone to the back of the cockpit except for Sora who was pushed back into his seat forcing him to let go of wheel. Riku climbed back into his seat and managed a glance at the monitor before bursting out in uncontrollable laughter. "Salmon's. . . going to. . . land in. . . a net." He gasped out in between spurts of laughter. After a few seconds everyone realized why this was funny and started laughing with Riku. All thought of regaining control of the ship in the sound of the hysterical laughter. Before too much longer they were at the rejected world. As the ship entered the atmosphere at an angle too steep to survive. Right after the ship was extinguished it promptly blew up. The explosion separated the group into four teams.
Summersea, Emelan
Soon after getting back in the saddle Sandry saw an object wash ashore. After a quick internal debate she rode over to the object and saw that said object was a man. "Tell my uncle that I won't be able to join him." She told Oama, one of her guards.