A/N: In case there is any confusion, "Larrita" is pronounced "La-Rita" and Bergita is "Ber-Gita". They rime. It's a hard 'G'. If you've ever seen The Sound of Music, you'll know how it's pronounced. "McMorrigaul" is pronounced "Mc-More-Rih-Gaul". Short I sound, as in 'is', 'it' or 'in'.

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The Revenge of the A/N that wouldn't die: Just FYI, there are some lines in the dialog in this chapter that are in other languages. Mainly Spanish and German. The Spanish stuff should be okay, but I used an on-line translator for the German, so be prepared for any errors. If you absolutely need translations, I'll include them in the end of the next chapter. Just let me know in the review.

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As Annie had said, the ride had not been pleasant… or at least the beginning of it. Larrita was glad that she hadn't had lunch yet. The black man she'd come to know as Omar seemed not to mind, sitting steady as a rock. Her father seemed more or less all right with ride, but even he made smart comments about the driving. Her mother also seemed to hold her own, but Larrita and her siblings were going through Hell. Robby looked like he was going to be sick. After a while the ride smoothed out. The intercom clicked on.

"Hey, this is your pilot speaking," Annie's voice came over the intercom.

"Shut up, Annie," Miguel hissed.

"Sorry, just always wanted to say that," Annie apologized. "Look, folks, sorry 'bout the rough ride. We're currently a little over ten miles out of the atmosphere, in orbit around the second moon while we check in. We should be here for about two or three hours, then we're going to the headquarters in Salisbury, England. Enjoy what time you have here. Take only a few things with you to the headquarters, though, the rest of your stuff's safe up here… at least until the end of the universe… but think Positive! That's not going to happen because we're going to stop it… at least right now anyway…"

"What the HELL is she talking about?" Asked Larrita

" If you have any questions, ask Omar, and he'll be sure to accommodate you. Miguel and I are gonna do the standard check-ins, then put the ship on auto-pilot, after which we'll be down to see to you guys. Have a nice stay. Pilot out."

"All right," Said Larrita, turning to Omar, "I'm assuming you're Omar. I have questions and I'm asking. What the hell is going on here?"

"That," Omar stated, "Is a far more intricate question than you may suspect."

"Right…" Said Larrita after Omar had finished had explaining everything to her, "Let me make sure I have this straight. So there's this ancient evil out there and these two organizations. You, the…. Elemental Protect Knot and this other unnamed organization.  You're good, they're evil. They're going to try to destroy the universe except for themselves and one member of our family…?" Larrita said. Omar nodded.

"More or less," He said.

"And they tried to kidnap me that night I went to the movies?" Larrita asked.

"Yes," Replied Omar.

"I think my brain is going to explode," Said Larrita dryly.

"You get used to that," Annie's voice came from across the room as she and Miguel entered, "The feeling passes eventually."

"Right… and you two are?" Larrita asked.

"I'm Agent Lieutenant Antoinette McMorrigaul, but you can call me Annie," Annie offered her hand for Larrita to shake, "And this is…" Annie started to introduce Miguel, but he cut her off.

"Agent Major Miguel Martinez," Miguel offered a hand for Larrita to shake.

"Wonderful, now… can someone bring me up to speed on what we're doing?" Larrita asked.

"We've just checked in with the base on the moon, you can deposit your stuff here then we're taking you to head quarters in a few hours where we're going to work on the little problem that I assume Omar has briefed you on and keep you safe," Annie said.

"Where're the Head Quarters?" Asked Larrita

"Salisbury, England," Replied Miguel.

"Why didn't we just go straight there?" Larrita asked.

"Well, you see, there's a problem with the cloaking device," Annie said.

"Oh?" Responded Larrita.

"Yes, you see, it's rather tricky. The only way we can get the piece of junk to work is if we fly in a straight, vertical ascension from our position on Earth to the moon, and stay in the direct shadow of them moon, once we lock on that position. I don't know, I never could figure it out, I'm just going on what the boys at HQ tell me," Annie said, "It was the only thing we could get working in time."

"The Cloaking device we have uses the lunar shadow to reflect light some how…" Miguel stated.

"The general lack of information here is really comforting," Korben muttered.

"Actually," Said Miguel, "This time it's not Annie's fault. It was a really bad briefing."

"I had to come up here by myself before the mission to figure out how to work the damn thing myself," Sighed Annie.

"What, essentially do you all… DO?" Larrita asked.

"I'm the Engineering specialist, combat expert, camo expert, and Special Ops expert. Omar does all the diplomacy and talking, as well as he's the medical expert, and trained in several survival skills… and Annie's just sort of… there," Miguel explained.

"I'm the translator, survival, and cultural expert, I'm also very frequently a fighter or pilot," Annie glared at Miguel with a glare that would have fried an egg.

"She's also the resident drunk and caffeine addict," Miguel threw in. Annie narrowed her eyes, still glaring at Miguel, and let out a low, rumbling growl.

"And you're the resident hot-dogging jerk," She replied.

"Translator? As in languages or Ancient runes?" Larrita asked.

"Both," Replied Annie, "I'm fluent in several current, dead, modern, ancient, Human and Alien languages."

"Languages is the only thing she's really good at other than getting into fights, and all fighting ability stops there," Said Miguel

"I can fight," Annie said.

"You can take on Light Weights," Miguel said, noting her short height and petite size.

"I just don't use brute force," Annie Retorted, "Unlike Some people who only think with their muscles."

"At least I'm not an addict," Miguel turned and glared.

"I'm an Alcoholic and Caffeine addict and still can out think you on withdrawal," Annie said, trying to keep her temper in check.

"Agent Lieutenant! Agent Major! Stop it the both of you," Snapped Omar. Annie, unhappy to walk away from a fight, reluctantly backed off, as did Miguel. "With all that hangs in the balance the last thing we need is you childish bickering!" Omar went on, glaring at them both with a glare that topped Annie's by a ten fold.

"He started it," Mumbled Annie before she could stop herself.

"I don't care WHO started it, Agent Lieutenant McMorrigaul, I'm STOPPING it. With all that rests on our mission, the two of you should know better than to act like a couple of children. Especially in front of the Fifth Element and her family," Omar chastised them.

"I told you we shouldn't have brought her on," Said Miguel.

"I wasn't speaking only to her, Agent Major Martinez!" Omar turned his steely glare to Miguel, "You are just as bad as she is, so you're not one to comment. I'm talking to the both of you, cut it out!" He said. "This is no way to be acting for agents and officers of The Elemental Protect Knot, especially not with a Mission as important as our and most certainly not in front of The Fifth Element and her family!" 

"My apologies," Said Annie, her head lowered.

"I apologize," Miguel forced out.

"Now, I want the two of you to start acting your age and conduct yourselves as officer agents of the Elemental Protect Knot, is that CLEAR?" Omar hissed.

"Yes, Sir," Replied Annie.

"Look me in the Eyes, McMorrigual," Omar glared. Annie raised her head to meet his eyes.

                "Yes, Sir," She repeated.

                "Martinez?" Omar shifted his glare to Miguel who looked him in the eyes.

                "Yes, Sir," He responded.

"Good, the two of you get to Piloting and wait for transition from the HQ… and I don't want any arguments about it!" Omar ordered.

"Yes, Sir," Annie said, then turned to leave, as Miguel did the same. Once they were gone, Omar turned Korben and his family.

"I must apologize for the conduct of my fellow officers," Omar said.

"Don't worry about it," Said Korben, "There's always a couple like that one every mission, or every unit."

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Omar asked.

"Thanks," Said Korben, "I think we're good."

"I'd suggest you get your thing so that you're ready to leave for HQ," Omar said, he then went to the corner of the room and retrieved a box. "These are communicators and homing devices, "He said, handing a wrist communicator and a small pin to each member of the family, "They'll help us keep in touch. If you need any of us, let us know. I have other duties on the ship but call me if you need anything."

"Well," Said Miguel as they trudged down the corridor hallways making their way to the piloting deck, "THAT was embarrassing."

Annie said nothing, but just continued to walk, well, marched was actually more the term, to the piloting deck in silence. Miguel was expecting a smart remark or a shot to the head, but received only quiet.

"Annie?" He asked. She ignored him and continued on. "Giving me the silent treatment?"

"I don't want to say anything that's going to start a fight," She finally spoke, "So I won't say anything at all."

This wasn't at all what Miguel had been expecting.

"Say What?" He asked.

"What? You have cloth ears or something? I said, I don't want to start a fight, and since that and language are all I've ever been good at, I'm keeping my mouth shut," Annie said icily, managing to stop herself before suggesting he consider doing the same.

"Oh," Replied Miguel. "Well, it's sure going to be a quite walk to the piloting deck and a quiet wait," He said, trying to think of something to say. Annie didn't reply. Miguel's mind was reeling. Annie'd never acted like this before. He was used to her fiery temper and shots to the head, now she was keeping them to herself. Miguel never thought he'd see the day. It also worried him. Was she planning something? Would bottling up her anger cause problems in the future? Why would she start now? It occurred to Miguel that he might have actually hurt her feelings, maybe hurt her pride to have talked about her like that right in front of the Dallases. Perhaps getting so severely dressed down by Omar had also upset her. Oh well, if Annie wanted to talk later she would. It sure was quiet, though. The only sound was the sound of their feet hitting them floor as they made their way to the piloting deck.

"You all right, Annie?" Miguel, said, Ironically not being able to stand the silence.

"Yeah," Said Annie as she entered the deck and took her seat in the piloting chair.

"Sure?"

"I said Yes, correct me if I'm wrong," Annie replied coldly.

"If you say so."

"I do say so," Annie replied, equally as icy as before.

"I'm going to hit the radio," Miguel said. "It's too quiet in here."

"I thought you would have liked the quiet," Said Annie, "You're all ways telling me to shut up."

"I thought you were trying not to start a fight," Miguel said, hitting the button to turn on the radio.

"I was, but it's not something that comes easy," Annie defended herself, "And YOU'RE not helping."

"ME?!"

"Yes, You."

"What'd I do?"

"What did you…! Oh Christ…"

"What?"

"Never mind, I'm just going to listen to my music, and you put on your radio. And neither of us will argue so neither of us will get dressed down by Omar again."

"So THAT'S what this about."

"What?"

                "I knew that something was your problem."

                "Oh, other than alcohol and caffeine you mean?"

"You're upset because you were dressed down by Omar right in front of the Fifth Element and her entire family and it's bruised your pride, is that it?"

"No."

"What then?"

"Nothing, okay, drop it."

"I know you better than that, Annie…"

"You spend half your time yelling at me, telling me to shut up, arguing with me or trying to convince Omar that I'm not needed. When you're not trying that, you're pulling some stupid prank on me and you KNOW me? Look, before we come to blows, let's drop this. You listen to your radio and I'll listen to my music."

"Whatever, Annie."

"I'm putting on my headsets and tuning you out, clear?"

"Fine, fine, whatever."

"Good," Replied Annie, as she put a CD into the play and put on her headsets.

"What are you listening to?" Miguel asked. When she didn't reply, he asked again.

"I'll say it again and I'll use small, simple words so that you can understand. I am going to listen to my music and not to you. You will listen to the radio and not bother me. We will avoid a fight, okay? Got it this time?" Annie growled, speaking to him as she would a child or lesser being.

"Just trying to make conversation," Miguel mock pouted.

"I have no interest in making conversation, indeed anything else, with you. Shut up and listen to the goddamn radio," Annie retorted.

"Just tell me what you're listening to and I will," Miguel said, glad to see he was annoying her.

"Why do you care?" Annie asked.

"Just Curious," Said Miguel. Annie leaned back her head and rubbed her temples.

"A very, very old song you've never heard of by a very, very old band of singers you've never heard of either," Annie replied.

"Try me," Said Miguel.

"'We're Not Gonna Take It', Twisted Sister," Annie Replied.

"What?" Miguel asked.

"Told you," Replied Annie, as she leaned back and listened to her song, "Now shut up, watch for orders and listen to the radio."

"You're not one to be telling me what to do, Agent Lieutenant," Miguel quipped.

"Shut the hell up, Agent Major… with all due respect," Annie replied.

"I could reprimand you for that as your superior officer," Said Miguel.

"You could, but you're not the commanding officer of this mission," Said Annie.

"I'm still higher ranking than you."

Annie was about to reply when the mater alarm went off.

"Oh, Hell!" Annie shouted, ripping her headsets out of her ears and checking the instruments. Miguel hit the off button for the radio.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"Oh, Hell!" Replied Annie, " We got company!"

She pointed to the radar view screen, which showed unidentified objects heading their way. From the corner of the shield, they could see ships closing in. Annie hit the com button.

"Houston, we have a problem… Omar! We've got company! Unidentified ships heading our way! Sensors say that they're packing serious heat!" Annie informed them.

"All right," Omar said into his com-link, "I'll be right there. I'm going to secure the Dallases first…"

"They're locking on!…" Miguel cut in and informed him

"Evasive maneuvers!" Omar ordered.

"Roger that," Replied Annie.

"Houston we have a problem?" Miguel asked as he armed weapons.

"Old Earth thing," Annie explained.

"Whatever," Replied Miguel.

"Sensors show one of the ships is getting ready to fire," Annie Said.

"Launch counter measures," Ordered Miguel.

"Not at us," Annie said, "On the Secondary moon base."

"We can't let it destroy the base," Miguel said. "What do sensors say, can we out gun them?"

"The ships by themselves, Maybe," Replied Annie, looking at the Specs the on ship computer was giving her as a result of the scans. "The entire damn fleet, no way in hell."

"We're going to have to out think them… Which means we'll have to out maneuver them," Said Miguel, "We can conserve fir power by taking less shots. We've got to take out engines and weapons. Then we'll worry about destroying them. It's gonna take some pretty tough maneuvering."

"I'm on it," Said Annie. "Omar," She hit the com again "Have you got the family all tucked in."

"Yes," Said Omar, "They've been secured."

"Good," Said Annie, "because this is gonna be bumpy."

"Mr. Dallas has requested to man gun ports," Omar in formed him.

"Great," Said Annie, "We can always use the extra help." She turned to Miguel, "You got guns?" She asked.

"Yeah, you got the steering wheel?" He replied.

"You know it."

"This is gonna take some pretty high flying, you think you're up to it?" Miguel turned just in time to see her take a caffeine pill and wash it down with a shot of Jack Daniels that she always carried in a flask on her belt.

"Watch me," She grinned psychotically. "Hang on to your hats."

Annie hit the acceleration, lurching the ship forward at fast speed.

"Okay, Lone Gunman, Fire at will," Annie grinned as she maneuvered the ship.

"Lone Gunman?" Miguel asked.

"'Nother old Earth ref," Annie said, piloting the ship as Miguel fired left and right.

"WOAH!" Miguel shouted as Annie drove dangerously close to one of the Alien ships, Miguel was all most sure that they'd hit, "¡Ah Mi Dios! ¡Qué el Infierno!? ¡El dios lo maldice! ¡Ah, Cristo! ¡El Infierno santo!" He shouted, while dealing with Annie's insane, and one could even argue suicidal driving through the ships.

"And you say I swear too much," Annie commented

"Ah, la quemadura en el infierno," Miguel hissed and fired at a ship, taking out its weapons/

"Tú puede haber advertido, Yo manejo el autobús," Annie replied.

"I wish you didn't speak Spanish," Miguel said, shooting at another vessel, disabling it while the rest of the fleet took heavy firepower from the bases below and reinforcements came in.

"I speak everything from French to Mondoshawan, You expect me not to know Spanish? I thought you knew me better than that," Annie said. "I think we got 'em on the run'."

"Finally," Miguel sighed, "I couldn't take any more of your driving. What possessed you to pop a caffeine pill and a shot of JD?"

"I figured if I was gonna go, I was gonna go with caffeine and JD in my system, besides, I figured they come in handy….  LOOK! A life pod," Annie said, pointing to the radar view screen.

"Omar," Miguel said into him Com-link, "We have a life pod on the screen here, orders?"

"Move to intercept," Ordered Omar.

"I'm on it," Said Annie, as she moved the ship. "Activating tractor beam, bringing it one board now, Sir…. We got the bastard…. And the rest of the fleet is breaking off."

"Okay, let's meet our new friend," Said Omar.

Omar turned to Korben. "Mr. Dallas, could you meet them down there while I get your family back in check?"

"Sure thing," Korben Said.

Korben made his was, gun in hand, down to the docking bay, where Annie and Miguel had worked their way into the pod and opened it up.

"Oh… green Fields of Earth! He's… he's human…" Annie gasped as they pulled a man with blonde hair and very pale skin out of the pod.

"We had NO idea in hell that there were humans in the other group," Miguel explained.

" Jämmerlich Abschaum! Sie wertlos Schund , ICH abfordern Sie Erlösung mich nun jetzt!" The Man shouted.

"The Sounded nasty," Korben remarked.

"WHAT?" Miguel asked.

"It's German," Annie said.

"German IS among your veritable language repertoire, right?" Miguel said.

"Yes, now shut up and let me translate," Annie replied. "He's demanding we release him, he also called us pathetic scum and worthless trash, just for the books."

"Tell him we're not releasing him. Find out who he is and who he's working for," Miguel said.

"Request permission to be less diplomatic," Annie said.

"I don't give a damn, just do it!" Miguel snapped

"Anhören, wir sind nicht befreiend Sie , so stehenlassen drüber , und übrig mich die rechtschaffen Empörung. Wer die Hölle bist du und ich wer die Hölle ausführen Sie erarbeiten?"

The man looked Annie dead in the eyes and pratically spitting, replied, "Ich bin die anhalten sichten Sie werden immer übersehen. Ich , Sie wertlos Hure , bin ein Glied des besten Einrichtung in Dasein. Ich bin ein Glied des Schwarz Weltraum. Sie kann nicht klopfen uns und Sie kann nicht unterbinden uns. Wir Wille erdrücken die Elementar Sichern Knoten hinein die abstauben , und Sie samt es."

"Ach , geh zu Hölle," Annie hissed in replied, and socked him squarely across the jaw.

"What'd he say?" Korben asked

"Apart from calling me a worthless wench, he identifies himself as the last sight we'll ever see. He says he's an agent for something called the 'Black Space'," Annie replied. "He also seems to think they'll 'crush us and the Elemental Protect Knot' into the dust."

"I don't think we will… I KNOW we will," The Man replied in perfect English.

"You little squint!" Annie shouted, "You spoke English this whole damn time!"

"Oh, very astute," the German man replied, "You get a gold star. I figured I would speak in your language to let you know that we will destroy you. All of you. You have seen your last sunset. You cannot defeat us, you cannot beat us; you can only join us or be crushed into the dust before us. We WILL crush you… ALL of you. For the Black Space."

With that the man's eyes glazed over and he passed out.

"What that!? Annie, what did you do?" Miguel hissed

"I didn't do anything! He just blacked out," Annie replied. Suddenly, alarms started going off throughout the ship.

"Annie, Miguel, My sensors are reading a massive build up of major radiation," Omar's voice came from over the intercom.

"Oh… Hell…" Annie hissed. "Omar, get everyone secured again. I think the guy's rigged," She turned to Korben. "Please help me get him into the pod so we can jettison him."

Korben and Annie shoved him into the pod and closed it behind him.

"Come on," Annie said, shutting the Air lock behind them, and clearing it. "You best get to your family. Make sure everyone's buckled up tight. It's going to be bumpy. I have to get to piloting and get us out of here fast," She said, "Miguel, meet me in Piloting!" She shouted into her com-link

"But the translation devise…" Miguel started

"Forget it," Said Annie, "The guy was rigged, we had to jettison him. Now we have to get out of here before he explodes."

"Oh, Great," Muttered Miguel, "On my way."

"You'd better get here soon," Annie said, entering the piloting deck. A few second Later she heard Miguel running behind her. "What took you so long?" She asked.

"What's the stats," Now that everyone's secured, I have… oh Christ… I few second ago I had ten minutes to figure this out! Damn piece of junk computer! I have 35 seconds to get that guy away from an inhabited system. Any Idea?"

"How far do you need him?"

"14 light years in… 20 Seconds, now… any ideas?"
"What about pulsated extended long range missiles with a tractor devise."

"Brilliant!" Annie said, setting the missiles for the acquired target, "Okay, hooking tractor beam to the missiles, three should do it, adding extra power fuel, adjusting range to maximum, adding the pulsation mode power and setting coordinates. Fox 1, Away, Fox 2 Away, Fox 3 away…" Annie seemed to hold her breath, "9 Light years, 11 Light Years… 15 Light Years… We're in the clear, it's gone and detonated…" She heaved a sigh of relief and turned to Miguel, and grinned, "And YOU, Sir, Are a Steely Eyed Missile Man!"

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