Metal walls surrounded them.

'Guys...This doesn't look like school' Jay declare, as the teens surveyed the area. They were in a short corridor, only about a metre and a half wide. There was a door a couple metres in front of them. Like on a ship the door was more like a hole in a wall, with a sliding panel that slid out of place as soon as Neil got near enough.

'I didn't do it!' Neil announced, holding his arms up in a mock surrender. Odie stepped forward.

'Motion sensors...cool' he muttered, stepping over the rims of the door.

'Ok you next Theresa.' Jay said, ushering the rest of the team in front of him forward protectively, cautiously glancing back and forth for any signs of danger. Neil stepped through after Theresa, then Atlanta after being escorted though by Herry.

'Why are we on a ship?' Archie asked cautiously under his breath to Jay. Before he could answer the door slammed shut in front of them. Scrambling towards the door, anxious to open it they heard a call from the other side.

'I can't open it guys...too strong' the grunt accompanied with that assured them Herry was trying his best. But if you the strongest member of the team wasn't strong enough...

'Hey! Alex come back here!' They heard call from around the corner. Archie and Jay worryingly glanced at each other, before throwing themselves at the door with every attack in their arsenal. Suddenly a young boy ran full speed around the corner and into Archie's right leg, slightly hitting his brace.

'Hey!' Archie proclaimed, as the boy looked up. Dressed in small combat trousers, a little too big for him, as the skimmed the floor and a khaki coloured t-shirt, Archie noticed something strange under the boy's over sized army beret. A tuft of bright burgundy hair.

'Hey! I told you not to run off...' A woman called as she sprinted around the corner to stop just in front of Jay and Archie. Archie's gaze left the boy and began surveying the woman. She wore tight khaki boots with a couple inches of heel with no design. They continued up her legs to turn into slim fitting black leggings, tucked into the boots at about the knee. She wore a fitted double breasted overcoat, flattered by her wavy shoulder length hair, in a fiery red colour. Archie met her confused and unsettled gaze, mesmerised by those eyes he knew he had memorised time after time.

'Atlanta?'