Chapter 7

A/N Okay, I can't follow through with my threat of not writing and posting because I love doing it. So maybe one day, someone will come along and make a few suggestions and I'll put it all in a remake. For now though, I guess I trapped myself. I love writing!

"Jim, is that his ship?" Mark asked. Jim nodded. They wordlessly began their plan.

As soon as the small crew docked the ship underneath the bigger one, Mark and Jim

boarded and snuck around to gather intelligence. What they didn't know was that Scroop knew that they were there. He bade his time as he knew they would leave shortly.

He told his crew that two strangers would be seen roaming about the ship, and that they wee not to do

anything out of the ordinary. Mark and Jim soon disembarked. "So when he decides that we are here and launches his attack, we can send our crew aboard and nab him and his crew. We let Scroop think he has the element of suprise. We should just cruise around for a few days. Maybe he'll think we don't know it's him. Then he'll swoop in for the kill and then we get him." Mark said.

Jim preferred that he make the plans since this was his revenge, but since Mark was the Captain and it was his mission, Jim did nothing to oppose his friend's plan.

After waiting around for a few days, Jim got restless. Here they were in plain sight of Scroop's

ship and showing themselves all the time on deck and still he did nothing. They knew it had to

be his ship because it had his egotistical image painted large and shamelessly on the side.

So why? Why was he not coming in at them? Was he waiting for them to come to him? Probably.

And he knew they'd have to eventually. He left them no choice. Spacer regulations

stated that should an armed Interstellar craft come into shooting and/or boarding distance

of a belligerent party, they were to board and take prisoners or shoot depending on the situation.

Mark and Jim had thought they'd have the advantage, by taking information about the vessel

and then when attacked, board and conquer. But now, Scroop seemed to know their plan and the rules they were held to and had played his hand wisely, for now, they must board his ship

at his disgression. He left them no other option and he was very aware of it.

In this way, he now held the advantage. Jim went to Mark about all this. "Jim, I hate to disturb you further, but look at this." He held out a camera. Jim looked back at him, his face turned ashen and cold as stone. "He knows." He said in a voice full of contempt. "Everything." Mark confirmed grimly.

'What do we do now?" "Take the crew and go get him. Tell everyone onboard to get armed."

Jim did as he was told. As soon as they boarded, they were clearly going to lose.

Scroop had his men waiting. Mr. Hawkins acted as indifferent to his son as he had the first time,

but something in his face had changed. Jim didn't know what it was, but he knew something was up,

and he couldn't tell if it would be for better or worse.