Nothing In The 'Verse
Episode 20: Keep Yourself Alive
WARNING: This episode contains violent imagery that some may find disturbing.
TRIGGER WARNING for Rape and Assault.
Inbound to Silverhold.
Sara.
Sara walked up towards the bridge, smiling as she heard the strains of music coming from the speakers. Her Kaasan must be alone up there. She paused in the doorway, hoping for a show, and sure enough Dani's form came spinning across the deck, dancing with wild abandon as she sang with the beat. "It just takes some time, in the middle in the middle..."
She smiled softly at the woman who, if she were being honest with herself, was a far better role model and parent than her own biological mother had been. Dani had not shied away from who Sara had become, she'd embraced her and her whole being. This was her home, and this was her family. And even with all the crazy misadventures they managed to find themselves, she'd never been happier in her life.
"Like my mother would ever have let me dangle off a cable, thousands of meters over the ground, to rescue her brother from the top of a building," she scoffed to herself. It still gave her a warm feeling inside, not just that Dani had trusted in Sara's ability, but that she had entrusted the safety of her brother to her.
Dani twirled around, and stumbled as she saw Sara grinning in the doorway. "Ahh!" her captain squeaked out. "Why does everyone insist with the lurking?"
Laughing, Sara crossed the bridge to sit in Rain's unoccupied seat. "Yer just so fun to watch, Kaasan!"
Dani grinned back, ruffled Sara's hair affectionately, and then sat down at her own chair. "Well, it's 'bout time to look for a landing pattern, anyways. First time I ever made landfall on Silverhold, we'll hafta go off-ship an' get Rain a patch."
"Even though she won' leave the ship none, she still gets a patch?" Sara asked humorously.
"Yep, course she does," Dani smirked back. "Can't really blame her none fer her phobia, as amusing as it gets."
Sara turned back to the viewport, listening with half an ear as Dani called for, and received, landing clearance. Her mind drifted to the past, and the path that led her to this ship...
Dani broke into her thoughts. "So, sweetie, you wanna go grab a drink with me when we land?"
"Just us?" Sara looked up, surprised.
"Sure, when was the last time just the two of us went off by ourselves?" Dani responded. "The others c'n handle the cargo, we'll go find a nice little cafe and then hunt down a patch fer yer jie-jie (older sister)."
"Sounds like fun!" Sara grinned back enthusiastically.
Circle K Cafe. Silverhold.
Sara.
The owner of the cafe they found was a bit of a tea aficionado. Sara had never seen so many types. She decided on a fruity one, while Dani chose one called 'Chai', which was supposed to be some spicy blend, a carry-over from Earth-That-Was.
They both enjoyed their drinks quietly for awhile. Then Dani spoke up softly, "C'n I ask you a question Sara?"
Well, that sounds serious. "Well yeah, Kaasan, what is it?"
Dani toyed with her teacup for a beat and then looked into her eyes. "Would you wanna be officially adopted by me?"
Sara was at a complete loss for words. She was sure she looked like an idiot with her mouth hanging open. Adoption? Like, as in officially a Grant?
"I know it might seem silly, since yer eighteen already," Dani continued, giving Sara some time to return to coherence. "But I keep thinkin' back to Perdition where we were all separated, and I don' want that to happen again. I don' want there to be anythin' that would cause problems, legally or otherwise, in you bein' a part of this family." She looked back up at Sara, her bright green eyes glistening slightly. "Wouldya like to be my daughter?"
Sara could only grin goofily. "I'd really, really love that, Kaasan," she answered finally.
"Okay then!" Dani gave a laugh. "That's settled. Let's go find a patch for your jie-jie (older sister), an' we can go back to the ship an' break the good news to the rest of the family."
As they walked from the cafe, her spirits were buoyant beyond measure. She had a family again, now permanently, and nobody would take her away, ever again.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a feeling of alarm. Something within her, that primal side she let out to play every so often when her family was in danger, was trying to warn her.
Sara looked around warily, unable to see much over the heads of the crowds of people in the street, but she was brought up short by Dani's hand on her arm. "Trouble," Dani hissed.
The crowd parted slightly, and Sara could see three burly-looking men with tattoos and buzzed hair striding towards them. They looked like brothers, except their hair was different shades. All were armed, though their guns remained in their holsters.
"Cao (fuck)," Dani whispered, looking around. "There's five more behind us. Tryin' to box us in. An' I see another five behind these hun dans (bastards). What, they're sendin' armies against us now?"
Sara laughed weakly at the attempt at a joke, but readied her shivs. No way she was going down without a fight. Dani's grip on her arm tightened, and then her captain glanced down at her.
"Sara, mi you ling (listen closely). I want you to sneak off, get yerself back to the ship. I'll lead them off to an alleyway and meet ya there."
"What? No, Kaasan, I'm not leavin' you!" Sara exclaimed.
"Look, we can't fight 'em all, all we c'n do is get away, an' we c'n do that easier on our own. Dong ma (understand)?" Dani glanced down at her again, a worried look in her eyes. "I don' wanna lose you again, please, just do as I say."
Sara nodded mutely and sidestepped into the crowd. It was only for a moment, however, as she crouched down next to a vendor stall, releasing her hair from its ponytail and changing her stance to be more hunched-in. It should be enough, even without changing clothes, to pass unnoticed. "I'm sorry Kaasan, but the first thing I hafta do as yer daughter is disobey you," she whispered to herself, setting off in the direction Dani had taken.
She had a hard time picking up the trail, as tall as Dani was it was still difficult to see over the crowd. Eventually she almost bumped into one of the tattooed thugs, and decided to follow him instead.
Coming to another intersection, Sara climbed up on a box to see how far Dani had gotten. She cursed under her breath as she saw that Dani had gone into the next alley across the way but had been blocked in. Sara saw Dani pull out her gun and then notice that someone was behind her. As she swung around, she took a club to the face and fell, hard, unable to get even a single shot off.
It all happened so fast, Sara couldn't even scream out a warning.
She hopped down from the box and struggled through the crowds to where Dani had fallen, but they were already gone. A dark glint caught her eye, and she saw Dani's beloved Ares pistol lying in the shadows. "Liou coe shway duh biao-tze huh hoe-tze duh ur-tze (stupid son of a drooling whore and a monkey)," she growled angrily, cursing her lack of a communicator. She scooped up the weapon, tucking it behind her trouser waistband, pulling her shirt out to cover it, and then took off in the direction she hoped they had gone.
"I'm coming Kaasan, hang on..."
Fortune's Favour. Silverhold.
Keith.
Sitting in the captain's seat on the bridge and drumming his fingers irritably (unconsciously mimicking Dani's movements from when he had been infiltrating the Alliance HR building), Keith wondered what in the 'Verse had happened to his sister. She wasn't answering her comm. She should have been back several hours ago, and night was falling.
He had called the local sheriff, the governor's office, and the Alliance base nearby. None had any idea, or at least none that they would admit to, of what might have happened.
Keith was beginning to become very, very worried. He did not want to start sending crew out yet to search. If something happened to the two girls, it might happen to whoever went looking for them.
Rain was sitting next to him, fidgeting restlessly. "What should we do, Uncle Keith?" she asked, a trace of panic in her voice.
He opened his mouth to answer, but then the Cortex unit in front of him lit up to notify of an incoming Wave. Maybe the sheriff finally heard something?
The sneering visage that appeared on the screen looked like some of the scum Keith had to take down, when his unit worked some anti-crime tasks in support of the local federals. He was seated at a desk, his arms folded in front of him, exposing the heavily-tattooed arms. His large neck seemed to strain at the white button-up shirt he had on, sleeves rolled up tightly. Keith could tell, even seated, he was a massive man, fairly well-muscled, likely taller than him. The man's small, beady eyes stared at Keith under a heavy brow and over a nose that had obviously been broken many times previously, and his black hair was buzzed short.
"My name is Yuri the Shark," he began in a heavily accented voice. Keith thought it sounded maybe Slavic. "You will not talk, only listen. You have something of mine, a datachip, that you took from the late Colonel Andrej Karakov. I will have it back, to this address on your screen, or I will take another of your crew."
Yuri stood up and walked around the desk, twisting the Cortex unit to follow him. On the other side were two burly men in the same vein as him. Suspended between them Keith could see a bloody, beaten, and naked figure. His brain took awhile to catch up with what he was seeing, but it crystallized as Yuri grabbed ahold and yanked the hair upwards, revealing the battered and bruised face of his sister, Dani.
Keith was dimly aware of both the broken scream from Rain that she cut off by slapping her hands over her mouth, as well as the animalistic noise coming from deep in his chest. This fucker was already dead, he just didn't know it yet.
Yuri dropped Dani's head and turned back to the camera. "You better hurry up, or I will rape this little suka (Russian: bitch) again."
Keith could hear a rasping, bubbling laugh come from Dani, sounding like she had fluid in her lungs. "Oh, izzat what it was?" she said brokenly, the smirk evident in her voice even now. "Couldn' feel a thing, y'know they gots meds fer-"
Yuri whirled around and brought his fist across her face with a snarl, snapping her head to the side and cutting off her remark. She slumped bonelessly between the two thugs. Picking up a towel to wipe the blood off his hand, he growled back to Keith, "You have four hours, vy pomimayette (Russian: understand)? I will use that time to teach pizda (Russian: cunt) more lessons." And then he reached forward, cutting the connection.
Keith was motionless. From the outside he looked to be in control of his emotions, but anyone who really knew him would be able to tell he was very close to erupting. He closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths before turning to Rain. His niece was still sitting in her chair, hands firmly clasped over her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
Rising from the captain's seat, he gently put a hand on her shoulder, and in a raspy growl he promised, "I will get her back." It was a voice from the grave, bringing the assurance of blood and death, yet it somehow comforted Rain. She lowered her hands, and gave a trembling nod.
Keith picked up the intercom and spoke. "All hands. Galley. Now."
Placing the mike back ever so gently, not trusting himself not to break it, he walked in measured steps back to the galley and waited for all the crew to assemble.
Standing at the head of the table, arms crossed and eyes downcast, he ignored all attempts at conversation until everyone save Rain (and Dani and Sara) was present. Then he spoke in a deadly whisper that demanded the attention of all.
"We don't have much time, so I'll only go through this once. Dani has been taken by a monster, thinks we took something we didn't. I'm going to get her back. I don't know where Sara is, I hope to find her too. I need two things: One, this ship be ready to fly as soon as we get back, or if you do not hear from me in two hours. And two, I need the infirmary prepped for massive trauma." He looked up at the stunned faces, searching out Maribelle. "Dong ma (understand)?"
Maribelle nodded wordlessly, understanding the significance of his request and knowing her work would be cut out for her once he returned.
Turning his gaze to a shuddering Cali, he then said, "Your sister needs you on the bridge."
Giving his niece a curt nod, Keith whirled on his heel, heading for the cargo bay.
He was working the controls on the top catwalk to lower the Mule when Jess jogged up to him. She just placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned her head against his back. "Can't you take me with you?"
Keith shook his head and grunted, "No. I need to move fast and alone. And I can't take any weapons, they'll search me." Mule on the deck, he turned and gave his wife a tense hug. "Protect the ship. Don't let anyone off. And I'm serious, you get the diyu (hell) off the planet if you don't hear from me, you get off and call in favors from all our friends. Alright?"
She nodded tearfully, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him passionately. "Be careful. I love you."
Keith smirked. "Love you too babe. And it's the other guys that better be careful."
He jogged down the steps, opened the bay doors and then vaulted into the seat of the Mule. Starting up the ignition, he barely waited for it to rise off the deck before pushing the throttle forward and sailing out into the night. Jess closed the doors behind him again.
It took him a mere fifteen minutes to reach the target address, and another five to circle around until he found a likely vantage point on a building across from Yuri's warehouse. He parked the Mule behind the run-down residential apartment building, secured it, and began to climb the fire-escape. His mind was working furiously the whole time. I can't see an easy way to do this. I have to go in the front. How will I get her out again?
Crouched on the roof and staring down from the shadows towards the warehouse, he couldn't come up with any answers, but it did not deter him. He would get in and get out. No hun dan (bastard) would get in his way.
Hearing a slight noise on the same rooftop as he occupied, he whirled around, fists at the ready. Instead of an attack, he heard a whispered "Uncle Keith?"
"Sara," he sighed, relieved. "Over here, girl."
Sara approached almost timidly. "They took her Uncle Keith, I couldn't stop 'em, and I can't figure out how to get in. I saw 'em through the window, up on the top floor, they were beatin' her..." She gave a sniffle. "I didn' think I could carry her out, but I was gonna try."
Acting on instinct, Keith pulled her in for a hug, still crouched. Sara stiffened, then relaxed and gratefully accepted the comfort. "We're going to go in and get her out. Together. Okay?" he rumbled softly. Sara nodded her head against his shoulder.
"Alright," he began, holding her back with both hands on her shoulders in reassurance. "Got your shivs?"
Sara nodded again, wordlessly. "Also got Kaasan's gun."
"Good girl," he smiled darkly. "Then let's go make those fuckers pay. Nobody survives. I go in first and get escorted up. You slip in behind me and kill every wang ba (son of a bitch) you come across, following us up." As he spoke, Sara's shoulders firmed up and her eyes darkened, as a predatory grin slowly began to form on her face. This was the girl he needed, the warrior and killer he'd seen before. "I'll meet you up in Yuri's office, we'll kill that go tsao de (dog fucking) piece of gou se (shit) and bring her home."
By now Sara's hands were twitching as if in anticipation of filling them with shivs. We got a chance now, Keith thought to himself.
"Alright, wai sheng nu (niece, sister's daughter). Let's go get your Kaasan."
Ten minutes later Keith was in front of the door. He didn't bother looking around for Sara, he was sure she was in the shadows nearby but he doubted he could see her, which was an impressive feat in itself, really. The door opened to his knock, and he was pulled into a lobby with four gun-wielding thugs who thoroughly frisked him. Then a pair of them pushed him ahead and up the three flights of stairs, walking so close it almost offended his professional pride. Bunch of undisciplined goons, used to being bullies. Sara will make short work of them.
Passing several sets of bored-looking guards at intervals along the hallways, they came to Yuri's office and ushered him inside. Yuri was back behind his desk to the left of the door, but Keith almost lost his control right then when he saw, huddled on the other side of the room, a very still form under a blood-stained and wet blanket.
He was brought before the desk, with the two escorts standing just behind him on either side. They're making it too easy. Yuri stood up, sneering, which seemed to be his default aspect.
"You better have brought datachip, yes? Or do I start on next crew, maybe you?"
Enough of this fang pi (bullshit). Keith pulled his elbows back quickly. Hearing the satisfying 'pop' of a rib breaking on each goon, he waited a beat as they doubled over predictably. He then delivered a backwards fist to each face, feeling the simultaneous crunch of the cartilage in their noses breaking. They crumpled to the floor, out of the fight.
Yuri leapt to his feet, scrambling for his gun, but Keith vaulted the desk in a smooth motion and pushed him against the wall, hand gripping his throat and slapping the gun away.
Yuri gasped out, "You chertov durak (Russian: fucking fool). Don't you know who I am?"
"It's me you gotta worry about," Keith snarled in a deadly rasp. "That was my sister."
Yuri's eyes widened almost comically, and again as Sara entered the room. Glancing quickly over his shoulder, he saw her efficiently execute each of the disabled thugs, and then walk over wordlessly to hand him Dani's gun. The front of her white tunic was splattered with droplets of blood, and she had a small smear of it on her right cheek.
Nodding his gratitude, he whispered hoarsely back to her, "Can you go check on her?"
She returned his nod and moved back. Turning his furious gaze back to the gangster, he placed a shot to Yuri's groin and one to each kneecap, releasing him to slump to the floor, screaming incoherently in Russian.
"How long you live, and in how much pain you will be, all depends on whether my sister is still alive or not," he roared in a loud baritone over Yuri's pathetic babbling.
"Uncle Keith!" Sara almost screamed. "She's alive! Barely breathing, but we gotta move her, quick!"
Keith turned back to Yuri, hardly sparing him a glance. "Lucky hun dan (bastard)," he muttered grimly, and sent two shots into his forehead. Let the other gangsters figure out how to interpret the execution-style slaying.
Sticking Dani's gun into the back of his waistband, he gathered the bundle on the floor ever so gently into his arms, with a tenderness at odds with the fury still in his eyes.
The figure under the blanket stirred slightly, moaning. He freed one of his hands to gently pull a corner back to reveal her face, almost wishing he hadn't.
Dani's face was a mass of cuts and bruises. Her left eye was completely swollen shut, the right gummed up with blood and grime. There was a long gash across her forehead still dripping blood, and both lips were split open. It was a miracle her nose hadn't been broken as well. "...Keith?" she whispered.
He paused before lifting her up. "I'm here jie-jie (older sister). We're going to get you out."
Sara stood next to him, staring down with wide, shocked eyes to see the damage up close.
Dani murmured something, and then more clearly, "Promise... promise me..."
"What, Dani. We've got to move you."
"You... take care of... my nu'ers (daughters), 'kay? All... all three of 'em, you... take care..."
And her head fell back against his chest, unmoving.
Sara looked up at Keith, an answering fire in her eyes. "I'll clear the way out."
Keith nodded, getting to his feet and cradling the limp form in his arms.
Neither Keith nor Sara commented on the tears running down each other's faces as they rushed Dani back to the Favour.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
Pain.
Her whole world was pain. It was a color, actually, a bright painful red that hurt to even look at. It was all sharp and jaggedy corners and spikes, dull throbbing and bubbling terror that it would never, ever end.
I think, therefore I am.
Am I?
The pain was making her thoughts incoherent. Was there anything beyond the pain? Was it now her entire being?
Dani could feel herself rising back to the surface of the pain, and she really didn't want to.
Consciousness meant accepting the pain, and she was trying so very hard to run from it.
Her head seared with the light, even harsher than the red of the pain. Her left eye was still sealed shut, swollen from the first club she took to the face, and likely from later as well. She tried not to remember, remembering was bad.
Her right eye, though, was no longer gummed up from blood and would allow the tears to flow.
She tried to scream, but all that came out was a low moan.
There was a presence at her side. Where was she? Who was that? Would they just rutting release her already from all this pain?
Then she heard a soft voice that was very familiar. Maribelle! So I must be home, on my ship!
"Shhh, it's okay honey," she heard Maribelle say in a broken whisper. "I know you're hurting, I can feel it. I'm going to give you something more, it should help for awhile so we can fix you up okay? You're safe now, nothing can hurt you anymore."
Tears kept coming down from her right eye, from relief and joy now, mixed in with the pain. Safe, safe from the pain, from the beating and the cuttings and... no no no no I can't think about that, don't think about the room, about HIM...
There was a slight prick in her arm, and a coolness spread from there, across her body, and the pain began to ease. She felt herself start to float away again, the red had paled a little to a light pink. She heard another voice, a quiet rumble that could only be her brother Keith.
"How bad?"
She made out Maribelle's reply, though the words were just words and made no sense to her, they weren't talking about her, must be someone else...
"Bad. Both ankles broken, left wrist, right forearm. Two ribs that I can tell. Minor fracture of the jaw line. Abrasions all over, looks like he took a switch of some sort to her. Obvious sexual violation, she's bleeding down there too. There's some internal bleeding, I stopped that, maybe some kidney damage? Drained the fluid from her lungs, mostly blood. Keith, she's lost a lot of blood..."
Keith replied in his quiet baritone. "Well we got plenty of family to donate, I'll line 'em up."
And then the pink faded to black.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
She woke up again, and almost managed a scream this time. More pain, sharp and cutting, in her abdomen, why was she being cut into, hadn't they done enough to her, please God make it stop...
A refined, authoritative voice called out nearby. "She's coming to. Give her another dose, quickly."
"Yes doctor," Maribelle's voice replied.
And the welcome blackness returned again.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
The next time Dani woke up, she could open her right eye. The lights were dimmed, but she could tell they were in the infirmary. On Fortune's Favour. Home.
She tried to move but couldn't. Wiggling her toes, they were both encased in something. Her left hand as well. Her right hand, she could move, but it hurt to do so. Felt like there was something around her arm right from her wrist up, but at least her fingers could move. That's good, I have all of my fingers, and I think all of my toes. I didn't lose any, HE didn't take any when...
No. Not gonna go there. Leave it in the darkness for now.
Her neck didn't seem to want to move either. Was she in some sort of body cast? Maybe not, she didn't feel anything enclosing her body like that, though she could feel bandages all over, covering all the cuts, the bruises, all from...
STOP IT.
Then she heard the door slide open gently, and Maribelle's voice whispered to her, "Dani?"
She licked her dry lips, and tried to form the words to ask for water, but nothing came.
Maribelle must have understood, though, and brought over a cup with a straw. Dani took a small sip and swished it around her mouth. Tried to lick her lips again.
"It's okay, honey. Just relax, don't try to speak yet alright? It's been a week now, your body still needs the time to heal."
Dani managed to croak out a word, one that had been bugging her from her hazy memories. "Doctor?"
"Yes, we got very lucky. There was a passing ship nearby, another Firefly, with someone on the crew that Mike knew from the war." She paused, slid a chair over and sat down, leaning over her but not touching. "I think maybe they were keeping a low profile for some reason, the only person we saw was the doctor they sent over, Mike called him Simon."
Dani tried to nod, but still couldn't move her head.
Maribelle leaned over to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Sleep, honey. You need it. I'll give you another smoother, a milder one, just to help."
A slight prick of her arm, and she was swimming into the darkness again.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
Dani was in her own bed again. She was happy to be in her bunk. She could stay here, the others could run the ship just fine without her.
A nice rest would be good for her.
She still didn't want to think about the things that happened. That would make it real.
Dani opened her eyes (both of them), and looked over to see Maribelle reading from her portable Cortex unit, sitting at her desk. She immediately looked up, and smiled. "Hey there," Maribelle said softly.
Dani tried to smile back. It was a tremulous thing, but it might pass for a smile. "Hi."
Maribelle put her unit down, and scooted the chair closer. "There have been a lot of people waiting for you to wake up. We've been taking turns watching over you. How are you feeling?"
Dani opened her mouth, but she couldn't make the words come out to describe. How was she feeling? She couldn't go into her feelings, she was broken, violated, useless...
Maribelle nodded sadly. "It's okay, you don't have to talk about it yet. Really. Only when you're ready to."
Dani nodded, and tried to ignore the tears running down her own cheeks again.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
Dani was still in her bunk. She didn't want to come out. All her family had been in to see her, her beautiful daughters as well. Sara was safe. All her daughters were safe, that's all that was important.
She had heard from Keith how they got her out. She couldn't speak after the tale for awhile, until Keith got up to leave, when she whispered in a choked voice, "Dao xie didi (thank you little brother)."
Keith paused before climbing back out, and answered with a gentle smile. "Anytime, jie-jie (older sister)."
But she couldn't talk about it.
Talking would make it real, everything that had happened to her. If she just stayed down in her bunk, she could keep it all at bay.
Staring listlessly at the wall, she could overhear Keith talking to Maribelle.
"She still not coming out?"
"No," Maribelle answered, "but I know what we need. Rain, I need you to look up..."
Dani drifted off to sleep again. None of it mattered.
Fortune's Favour. Location unknown.
The next time Dani woke it was to Lori bending over her, kissing her gently on the lips, her tears tasting salty and yet sweet in her mouth.
Dani returned it hesitantly, and as Lori pulled away, she tried to speak but couldn't form the words.
"Yer sister-in-law, Maribelle, sent me a Wave. I'd been so worried, not hearin' from you in so long, I was afraid somethin' happened." Lori looked down at her own hands. "I was just about to try gettin' in touch with the Favour, try to talk to someone, when she contacted me first."
Lori stared into her eyes, her light brown irises melting Dani's resolve. "I sweet-talked Zannah into changin' course. I came as soon as I could," she whispered morosely. "I'm so sorry I didn't Wave earlier. I keep gettin' so hung up on not pushin' you..."
Dani tried to talk again, to reassure her it was fine, being here now is what counted, God she loved her so much... but all that came out was a choked wail as the dam within her finally broke wide open.
"Lori... he hurt me, he wouldn't stop hurtin' me, over an' over again, an'... an'... I didn' think the pain would ever end... God I just wanted it to stop..."
Lori curled up in bed with her lover, held her tight, and let Dani cry out all her frustration, pain, agony, and helplessness.
NOTES: Whew. Apologies for all the feels. If it makes you feel any better it made me cry to write it.
Credit for Yuri's character goes to dayzejane and Thug-4-Less, used with permission, and apologies for killing him off before the crew of Serenity could. I owe them a crate of whiskey.
Title track credit to Queen. Intro music credit goes to The Middle by Jimmy Eat World.