I asked, and I finally got a few more reviews! Thank you so much for reviewing! I am glad that I finally have a bit of input for this story! Now, there was a question about the time setting of the Leviathan, and where we fell in the chronology of the story: this is all after the books, six years in fact, like I said in the last chapter. If you missed it, then you can look for it there.

Another thing: I will be keeping this story a bit shorter than Veil of Darkness (40 Chapters), and making this only about 20-30. I will be having the other half be the same length, then combining the two stories together, and making a third part.

Enough of my ranting. Read on, my faithful readers.

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Luke was beamed in, and they started to be shown around the ship. "How do you keep the air in here? Wouldn't it just seep through the cracks in the wood like a sieve?" Sam asked.

"No, we have an airshield, one of the few electronic things on the ship." Alex explained. "We try to keep electronics and metal to a minimum, as that would attract electricity towards us, and we certainly don't want that. Even so, we had to find a way to keep the air in, and an airshield was the only way, and even still, that is powered by the biochemical fusion generators."

"How do you keep a ship like this running? It seems to be made of nothing but living creatures, and we have yet to see any warehouses for food. Certainly you have to eat." Luke said.

"Aye, we have our own farms up here, but not like any you would expect." Deryn said. "I can show you if you would like."

"That would be wonderful." Sam said. Leading us through the ship, Jack noticed how flawless the work really was. Not a scratch on the floors, not a smear on the walls, and no dust from the ceilings. Nothing creaked or cracked when he stepped on it, and no splinters shot into his hand from the railings. As Deryn approached a hatch, she stopped and her expression grew hard.

"I will warn you: this may be a bit... strange for you to see, but it's the way we do things around here." She slowly opened the hatch, and they stepped inside. Jack looked at the sight before his eyes, and couldn't believe it. A large pile of what appeared to be poop was being shoveled into a synthesizer, and was being put out the other side. From there, it went to a series of different synthesizers, each one a different color.

"Are you serious?" Daniel was turning green, and looked away.

"Ugh, and there goes my appetite." Sam wasn't looking any better, but she managed to not look away.

"Synthesizers? Cool, what else can they do?" Jake said, drawing both confused and concerned looks from everyone.

"Well, the first one is simply to eliminate the bacteria, and from there, each one of these turns it into a proper substance that provides nutrients for the animals."

"Animals?" Jack raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, the hawks, the huxleys, the glowworms, the messenger lizards, everything." Alex said.

"But not humans. We have real food, we keep it in the hull of the ship, and we make some things on board, such as our honey and our milk. We also get water from the bees." Deryn said.

"Bees?"

"Aye, they provide our food and water. We have perfected the cycles of our ship. We aren't some dead dead being that has to be dependent on everything else to get it stuff. As one of the only self-sustaining beings, we are the strongest and best in wars and chases, since everyone else will need to stop, while we can keep going."

"What were those birds flying out there?" Tealc asked. Jack noticed that he had been very quiet recently, even more than usual.

"Strafing hawks. They have their own life support systems, and we have fitted their talons with steel spikes, sharp enough to tear even a Tie Fighter to shreds within a matter of seconds." Alex said, leading them out of the room, and into the coridors once again. Jack turned outside to see what was out the window, when a glimmer of red caught his eye. He strained his eyes, and they focused on a familiar object.

"Get to the fighters!" He said, running towards the hangar.

"Jack, what is it?" Sam said, running after him. He sat himself down in his ship, and stared at her.

"Soontir Fell."

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So, if you don't know the importance of him, go back to chapter 4. That's all I have to say.