Lex and the other Yautja were near the sled, waiting for it to power up. Celtic gently laid me down without letting the metal touch my skin. There was another screech and I twitched slightly before I heard the sound of the sled finishing powering up. The Yautja, Lex, Grid, and Celtic looked down the passageway, before they jumped onto the sled and it started to shoot up the steep incline. Grid led on beside me, and Celtic pinned me to the sled, so that I wouldn't fall off. Somewhere to the other side of me, Lex and the other Yautja clung to the sled. I could see the opening above me, and yet we continued to speed up; faster and faster until we were flung out of the entrance and through the air.

Flames burst from the tunnel as we exited and it forced the sled out from under us and tore me out of Celtic's grip. I landed in the snow and it cushioned the majority of the impact. Catching my breath, I stood up and surveyed the former whaling station. Lex and the Yautja were near already up and looking around, and I couldn't see Grid and Celtic. Frantically, I searched the nearest building and found that Grid had broken through the wall into an old crate.

I hurried to his side and threw the pieces of wood off of his form. He was dazed, for a moment, but eventually he got up and motioned for us to get outside. Before I even reached the door, I ran into something invisible. What shimmered into being was Celtic, and in an act of pure relief, I wrapped my arms as far as they would go around his waist.

There we stood, in the broken remains of a century old building, far from any form of civilization and all I could do was cling to one of the two beings I felt closest to.

"You're okay," I mumbled into his chest as he started to purr. His arms wrapped around me, like corded steal. I nuzzled closer trying to prove to myself that he was there.

I had no idea how long we stayed in out embrace, but eventually we heard yells from outside, and sounds of battle. We stepped back from each other and ran towards the sounds. Lex stood with the other Yautja, facing the crater from out exit. From its recesses something had crawled though and started to attack.

It looked similar to Grid, but the crest on its head went farther down its back, and it was much bigger than he was. Plus, there were iron bands around each of its arms and legs. My dagger had been dropped, which meant that I had no weapon. There were many pieces of frozen wood, but they were left in the cold for long enough to be brittle and do little damage. If I were to give up some of the glamour that was keeping me warm, I could fight with it, but there are consequences for that; ones that could easily decide whether this was a life or death situation.

I saw that the thing had thrown back the Yautja with its tail and had started to chase Lex around the buildings.

Fear

I could sense it radiating off of Lex and it fueled my glamour enough that I felt comfortable to use it. Pealing some of it away from my skin I was able to shape it into something that I was accustomed to fighting with. There was a handle that fit perfectly into my hand; it looked like it was made of old leather. Fire burned out of the tip of the handle, in a long strand that was much longer than my height.

I ran and lifted the whip –like weapon, controlling the glamour to strike where it was unprotected. Its head whipped around and I hit the side of its face. It shrieked and I was able to recognize it as the thing that had been screaming in the pyramid.

No blood fell, as I backed away to strike again; the fire had cauterized the wound. It left Lex under the water tower and came after me instead. It was terrifying having that thing running at you, but I drew its attention and I had to do something to keep it from killing me. I drew my glamour around me again and focused on getting out of sight. When I turned a sharp corner it ran past me and I was able to attack it again, but Grid stopped me from running after it.

Queen, why are we fighting?