"Come on." Mac said to Lady who was lagging behind. "Control's just up here."

"Yeah, coming." She said dismissingly. Lady was concentrating hard, trying to remember where she had heard of theMycelium and even a weakness.

They reached a staircase and climbed. They tried to open the door, but it was shut tight.

"Inker! Let us in!" Mac shouted and hit the door. A shaky voice came behind it.

"Are you infected?"

"If we were, how could we talk so clearly? Plus, be alive?" Inker instantly opened the door and pulled them in. He shut it tightly and scratched his head.

Inker had turned the control room into a fortress. Even opening and door was blocked with desks, chair and sheets of metal. He had piled the oxygen tanks in a corner and was wearing one of the many diving suits.

"News?" He asked when Mac and Lady took a seat. He smiled.

"You tell us. You're the eyes and ears." Inker shook his head.

"I haven't picked anyone up. Jane and Trevor have disappeared. You guys I thought were goners." It hit him instantly. "Scorch?" Tears filled his eyes. Lady looked away while Mac sighed.

"Unfortunately."

He dropped into a chair. "My god. No." He placed his face into his hands.

"She went like a true solider." Inker smiled sadly.

"That she would." A few minutes passed while Mac and Inker tried to fix the control panel and locate the crew. Lady sat in her chair, eyes closed and thinking hard.

"Mycelium…" She whispered to herself. "Macabre Mycelium… Macabre" Lady kept muttering, Mac and Inker taking no notice. Suddenly, she remembered.

"It was seventh regeneration. I was in Ancient Greece. Millions were dying from a strange disease. It was that fungus. It had come from a visit of an alien race called the 'Meduso'. Actually, that is where the Medusa monster comes from. They left the fungus here, as it is harmless on their planet they though it would be here. The Greeks called it the 'mycelium' dnd I thought I destroyed it. Then it hit France in the late 19th century. When I told them this has occurred before, they decided to name it the 'Macabre Mycelium'." Inker and Mac were staring at her. Lady was standing and eyes wide.

"I remember that fungus was strong in structure, but its organelles were incredibly delicate. The Greeks and I used acid in the form of foods, but it wasn't strong enough, as came back in the 19th. Then we used alcohol. It destroyed the structure easily. There was one that wouldn't die, so I locked it inside a metal box and threw it at… the bottom… of the… sea." She stopped and realised.

"Lady-"

"What was this mission?" She stepped forward, eyes with underlining fury. "What is it?" She roared. Mac sighed and Inker was shaking slightly.

"We work Cosmos. They specialise in bio-weapons. We were told to retrieve a chest from a cave under the sea. It sounded ridiculous and the pay was great. We had no idea what was in it and none of us thought it would actually be there. But there it was. All the way from the 19th century, still shiny and sealed. It was locked in Level one-Side east but Kris got curious. Soon, he was infected. Not knowing, the rest of them too." Lady's hands were in fists and shaking. "I don't expect you to forgive us. But our families were starving." Lady breathed in and out.

"Tell me, what year is it?"

"2169." She nodded.

"Where are you all from?"

"England, America and from a few other planets."

"Right." She sat down again. "Now, the most logical thing to do is destroy this whole sub, with you in it." Her last words had a bite to it, Mac swallowing. "But, I won't. I will get a cure. It will save your crew, but only those still alive. Then I'll destroy it." She glared them in the eye and replaced her oxygen tank. She then headed for the door to the kitchen. She placed a hand on the handle, sighed and climbed out.

The kitchen was empty. Chairs were still knocked over from the hurried dash from before. Lady searched the cupboards for spirits or anything with strong alcohol content. Even salt would do. Her plan of blowing up the sub was still the best one, as any spores still alive would burst from the seawater. Soon, she found two bottles of 29% spirits. She found another 2L bottle that she filled with water with a lot of salt. Deciding that she needed something easy to use it, Lady hunted the cupboard for a spray bottle or anything similar. But then she heard a rough gasp.

"Air." She nearly dropped the bottles, but turned around.

It was only one. He wasn't wearing a diving suit.

"Axe." She whispered. He was pale and patches of skin were blue. His throat was swollen and eyes the colour of milk. His fingers twitched at his side, his legs looking weak. "I'm so sorry."

"Air." He continued, walking, rather clumsily, towards her.

"Axe, are you still there?" Lady pleaded. "Somewhere, deep down? Alive?" She whispered again. A rough growl confirmed it. Lady sighed and opened up a bottle of the spirits. "Axe, this is going to hurt, and not even going to mention the side affects." Bottle firm in hand, Lady waited until Axe was close enough. He hesitated, then slowly raised a hand, and slumped forward.

Lady raced towards him and grabbed him by the throat. She forced his mouth open and poured the spirits. At first nothing, then a shriek.

Axe jumped out of Lady's grip and shook. His eyes started to water and started to cough. Lady watched confidently. Axe threw himself to the ground and kept coughing. Soon, black ooze was being hurled up. Almost like a cat, Axe vomited it on the floor.

"My..." He said hoarsely, "throat…is on…FIRE!I" He choked and coughed and raced to the sink, turning on the tap and shoving his mouth under it. Axe retrieved his head and vomited more fungus. Suddenly, Lady rushed forward and threw her arms around the still coughing Axe, squeezing him tight. She buried her head his shoulders and not letting go.

"You idiot." She murmured into his shoulder. "Never leave my side again." Axe stopped and hugged her back.

"Promise." After a few seconds, they broke and smiled awkwardly. Axe cleared his throat and felt his forehead. "Damn. What did you give me?"

"Spirits that was 29% alcohol. It destroyed the fungus."

Axe then rubbed his throat. "So that's what it was..." His skin was returning to its normal hue and his eyes were now a light green. The patches blue skin had disappeared and his throat was deflating. "How close was I too…" He travelled off, not wanting to finish his sentence. Lady smiled small.

"So close." She quickly shook her head. "What are we doing? Come on! We have a crew to save." Axe nodded but hiccupped straight away. Lady raised an eyebrow.

"Don't get tipsy on me now." Axe shook his head and smiled, titling it to the side. She rolled her eyes and continued looking for that spray bottle. She didn't find it, but found other sports drink bottles. Shrugging, she poured the spirits it in, handing Axe two and another filled with salty water. Soon, she had filled the same amount as Axe and was ready. She was just about to open the kitchen door, which was closed as Axe was already in the kitchen, when Axe pointed something out.

"Um, diving suit for me?" Nearly kicking herself for forgetting, Lady found one and helped him get into it. After an approval, they braved the infected corridors of the Fortuna.

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