Chapter 9:
Meetings That Result from Ignorance
By: Kerro Starbane
Tempest was finding the engines more and more of a problem over the past few days since they visited New Berge. He was constantly in the modules for them, always having to make repairs since Dr. X had more important things to do. He had no time to train Fidget, no time to practice himself, and no time to even sit back and admire the work he had done.
He moved to the plasma reactor and with it shut down for the time being, started to work on it. The damned thing was the only one of three that had any problems, and no mater what he did, it always acted up on him again.
The hopefully final adjustment was made, and he slid down to the side of the reactors hub to the control panel, and started the machine up again.
The deck started humming, and blue and white light started to flood the floor. He looked up and saw that he had forgotten to replace the panel.
"Fuck." He dashed over to the intercom, pressing to get someone, hopefully Dr. X. "Hey, if anyone is listening, we have a serious fucking problem. The panel protecting the main reactor core is broken, and when I started it up, it started sparking-" He looked to the reactor, and caught a face full of blue-white light, throwing him away from the intercom, and into a corner.
All he saw as the world faded was to much bright light.
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Fidget met Dr. X on the way to the reactor where Tempest was working. They were both in a dead sprint, and very soon, Asazi joined them.
The airship was shaking, the other two reactors having a hard time remaining active while pure plasma flooded one of the rooms.
"Both of you; remain out here. Pure plasma is dangerous." X said, charging through the door, and returning moments later with an unconscious Tempest slung over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. He was leaned against the wall, and X scanned him with his one red eye. "He's still alive. Let us get him to the Med Bay, quickly."
Asazi and X picked him, up, and they all moved quickly to the bay. Fidget was nearly on her toes, wondering what could have happened to him.
Tempest was put in one of the few beds in the Med Bay, and was nearly swarmed with Trilobugs, who hooked him up to IVs and monitors.
"Are you sure he is going to be ok?" Fidget asked, looking him over. She watched as his tattoo slowly vanished, and the streak in his hair disappeared, but it was replaced by black and silver highlights. He looked a whole lot cuter than ever before, but he was still the rude and arrogant punk she had been fighting. She dashed those old thoughts from her head as best she could, but only managed to push them down. She watched as Dr. X administered drugs to bring him around to the world of the awake. She had no idea what type of drugs he was being given, but hopefully they brought him around.
Asazi looked nearly pissed off, her arms crossed, a scowl permanently set into her face. "He went and got him self blown up. and his hair isn't much of an improvement."
Dr. X glared at Asazi. "Shut up, unless you think you can tell me what is wrong with both the reactor and Tempest? Speaking of which, one must now be dealt with." He made sure everything was set, then left the Med Bay, breaking into a full out dash as the ship shuddered again.
Both women grabbed onto the walls and the bed for support as the ship began to pitch. There didn't seem to be any stopping it until the beast of technology finally settled down, and continued it's smooth flight.
Fidget lost her grip, and fell to the floor, landing hard. She hated loosing her balance, but the ship quickly settled down. "What a piece of junk."
A strong arm hauled her to her feet, and she turned to see that it was Tempest, his eyes closed very tightly. "My ship is not a piece of junk, it is just really touchy. Now, get me some really dark sunglasses." He paused, as if debating on whether being nice or mean was in order. "Please?"
"Yeah, no problem." She raced to the replicator set in the back of the room, and made the darkest pair of sunglasses she could think of. Her dad used Ray Bands, and those things were the darkest she knew of. She handed them back to him, noting how different he looked now. "You ok kid?"
Tempest put the glasses on, pulling the wires and IVs out. "Yeah, I'll be fine." He sat on the edge of the bed, putting his head in his hands. "My eyes hurt, my head hurts, and practically everything else hurts too."
A lone trilobug came up, and when it tried to put the IV back in, Tempest loosened a bolt and the bug was thrown back. Tempest hadn't moved a muscle, didn't even reach for a lightning rod that Fidget had. His had been left back in the Engine room.
"Tempest. The doc would be surprised." Asazi said, staring.
Tempest looked at his hands through the sunglass, and watched as his fingers sparked with lightning. "I don't even need the rods anymore. I can make it with out the conversions." He aimed his hand at Fidget. "Just hold still, and plant your feet."
Fidget spread her feet apart a little more to get a brace, and closed her eyes as Tempests' lightning shot out, and wove around her. It tickled, making the hairs on her arms stand on end. She opened her eyes again to find him grinning, but with the dark glasses, she couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"I was right, I can do it all myself now-"
"Which is all well and good, but it means that you are now a danger to this crew, incase your powers get out of control, but I believe with a little practice, that shouldn't be a problem." Dr. X entered again, a few scorch marks on his violet shirt. "The reactor is taken care of, if you are also wondering about that. It seems that the machine itself was in disrepair, but I know that can't be possible, because Tempest, you have been practically living there for the past few days." He stopped and surveyed the assembled crew. A teenaged super genius, an assassin, and a defective camerawoman from his arch nemesis that he had decided to take on. What a reputation they would have if the world knew. "I believe it is time to continue with our plans. And Tempest, I would like to run a few tests when you are up to it." He left the ramshackle screw, clearly headed for his quarters to get a new shirt.
Tempest looked at Asazi, and then to Fidget. "Well, you heard the man, back to work."
No one moved. It was as if the ship was a forest, and they had all taken root.
Fidget finally gave up on the silence, and literally stormed from the Medical Bay/Lab, and headed for the Bridge. She was becoming to Introverted! Damn it! She was supposed to be an extrovert, but she was thinking far too often. She needs to explode on someone, someone that really needed to be laid into. someone..
She entered the Bridge, just as the white form of Little Air zoomed over head. She just knew they would land on the top of the ship, and go through the hatch on top, and then make their way down. Well, wouldn't they be in for a surprise.
She went to the communications station, and brought up the intercom. "Hey, we have company. Top side." She hoped they would under stand her meaning.
She learned from Tempest in the months before that Team Extreme was always referred to as 'company' and were treated as such.
And she would call them 'bad company' because that was exactly what they were, bad company for not coming to get her sooner, not coming to her aid when she needed them the most. Well, then just lost a powerful ally in her.
Tempest burst into the Bridge, looking her over. With her face set so grim, he didn't even want to ask if she was ok. He went to a scanner, and saw that Action Jock and the scared manager were already in the ship. "Fuck. note to self, upgrade security systems-"
"I turned the security systems off, Tempest, I want them to come here to the Bridge, and I want to fight Alex." She said it so coldly, he swore the air dropped a few degrees.
Fidget just watched the monitors, waiting for them to come. It was Alex and Rikki, which didn't surprise her. Deep down, she still liked the blue haired, frantically calm manager, but the wheels of time continues to spin, and feelings left. She didn't use the intercom to contact them, but the personal communicators everyone carried. "Lead them to the Bridge, or at least the corridor outside it, I have an idea for Action Man. and company." She turned to Tempest. "Care to run a quick test before our company arrives?"
Tempest raised an eyebrow at her. "Quick test. as in?"
There was the hissing of a door sliding open, leaving just enough time for Fidget to pull the hood of her cape up, and hiding her face from view.
Her mind sang. 'Here we go, one more time, every bodies feeling fine, here we go now, yes, yes, here we go, N'sync has got the flow.' She didn't even turn around to know that it was Alex and Rikki.
"You guys are late." She said coldly, watching the clouds.
"Fidget? Is that you?" Alex said, shaking Rikki off of his arm and stepping close to the former Camera woman. It couldn't be possible, how could she be alive?
Fidget spun around, glaring at him. "Yeah it's me! I'm a ghost, dead! Unless you are seeing dead people now!" she felt the lightning starting to spark, the tips of her cape flaring up and sparking more. She pushed back her hood, the tips of her hair nearly exploding with lightning. She had very good control, and knew that the Storm wouldn't get her by surprise anymore. "Well? Are you going to say something?"
The two members of Team Extreme looked at each other, and were staring at her.
"Fidget. We tried looking for you, I swear to god we did! But we couldn't find you-" Rikki tried, but found he was cut off by the angriest shout he had ever heard come from someone smaller than him.
"THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU NOT EVEN THINK TO LOOK IN THE MOST LIKELY OF PLACES?!!! LOOK WHERE I HAVE BEEN!" she was becoming so enraged that she didn't even notice that her skin kept flickering from peach to translucent blue, and little flames started sprouting around her feet.
Alex and Rikki stepped back, fearing her rage and anger. They had never seen her like this, never having seen her transformation. They both didn't know what to do, except get away from her.
He couldn't take this, Fidget was once a very close friend, and they truly did try looking for her. "Fidget, listen to me. We DID try looking for you, but we couldn't truly believe that you fell to the Airship, we just didn't see that happening, except Rikki."
Rikki nodded, remaining behind Alex. 'Why do I get the feeling that they are going to end up fighting? Fidget couldn't have just been sitting around, doing nothing for the past few months, and from what I can see, she looks a lot stronger. Maybe what happened did that to her.' he watched as Fidgets eyes glowed bright white, her skin translucent blue, showing her bones and veins as lighter blues and purples. He saw her heart, beating fast, her lunges taking deep breaths and expelling. Her muscles were invisible, being the same translucent shade of blue as her skin. To see her like that was extremely freaky.
He stepped out from behind Alex, walking up to Fidget. He could feel the heat through his suit; feel the power she was radiating. He stopped when it became nearly unbearable. "Fidget, we do care about you. I care about you."
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I stared. I couldn't believe what I had just heard, and through the tumult of the power and force raging through my head because of my anger towards both of them.
I felt the power ebbing away, my vision cleared to where I could see both of them clearly, Rikki standing out in my vision. He was clearly afraid, but also foolishly brave.
"If you cared, then why didn't you come looking for me before? Why did you leave me here?" I spoke before I had a chance to think about what I was going to say. I had learned to hold my tongue while I had been here, but apparently when I was around them, it was like old times.
"Fidget, I believe that you were here, but the others. Alex and Grinder didn't listen. I'm sorry to have left you here, I really am."
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A burst of Lightning flashed from Tempests bare hands, slamming into Rikki and throwing him crossed the bridge. The manager crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
The multicolored haired teen looked Fidget and Alex over, smirking. "Fidget, don't let your guard down again, it leaves an opening for these peons to get close."
Fidget stared at Rikki, not believing that Tempest had actually attacked Rikki. She slowly turned, seeing the horror on Alex's face, and the nasty smirk on Tempest's. Half said help her brother; the other said help her colleague and friend..
Family or work? Work or Family? She couldn't make up her mind. The demons in her head running around, telling her to do this, do that, do something, and her body wasn't responding.
Alex or Tempest? She knew both of them really well, knew that they both cared for her, knew that they both wanted her to make the right decision... but with Alex and the others not coming to find her, and Tempest being the only person she could talk to.
She pulled the lightning rods from the holsters on her back, the charge from earlier still there, and she let it build, the tips begging to spark once again. The bolts jumped from one tip to the next, and back and forth, the lightning growing in size till it arced crossed the bridge and struck Alex square in the chest, throwing him into a wall.
He stared up at her, seeing spots. He didn't expect her to attack him, but then again, she was far different than he remembered. In the next instant, everything went black.
Fidget stared down at Alex, the lightning rods firmly grasped in her hands. What had she just done? Was it supposed to happen this way? Was she supposed to do this? What happened? What drove her to make that action against him?
She stepped away, walking backwards, doing her best to get away from him. All the energy from the storm vanished as quickly as it came, leaving her as she was before. She tripped on the hem of her cape, falling backwards on it, sitting near the windows.
The teen moved close to Alex, and checked his pulse. "He's Alive. but barely. I say give him to X, and kick the manager overboard-"
"No, send them both back to Big Air." Fidget said, getting up again, a caring look in her eyes, but it faded quickly. "Get them off the ship, and away from here. Period. X will bitch at us, but that is tolerable. Now is not the time for them to be here."
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Dr. X did bitch at them, and made them both feel guilty of mutiny afterwards, but the realization that he couldn't execute them because he would loose his engineer and an ally. He certainly was not pleased that Little Air was remotely controlled back to Big Air, and that he had once again missed out on the chance to obtain the AMP Factor, but there would be other times.
Tempest, weak-kneed after both trying out his new ability and the event that caused it, retreated to his quarters, Fidget helping him.
They sat in awkward silence for some time, Fidget clenching and unclenching her fists, doing her best to take out her frustration as best she could without actually hitting something.
The teen, laying back on his bed, rolled over and looked at her in the low light, the discarded sunglasses on the night stand.
"Fidget, I'm sorry I did that, but he was to close." he sounded pathetic, like an over protective boyfriend.
Light blue eyes glared at him with the ferocity that an enraged creature might have when staring down one of it's own over a piece of rare food.
"You attacked Rikki. I really don't know whether or not I should hug you, or kill you. You have never been in this type of situation." She stood up and left the room, sticking her hands in her pockets and stalking along the corridor.
She needed somewhere to vent. and this craft was not helping her at all.
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A/N:: Ahh, another one done.. now just need to work on chapter 10.
Meetings That Result from Ignorance
By: Kerro Starbane
Tempest was finding the engines more and more of a problem over the past few days since they visited New Berge. He was constantly in the modules for them, always having to make repairs since Dr. X had more important things to do. He had no time to train Fidget, no time to practice himself, and no time to even sit back and admire the work he had done.
He moved to the plasma reactor and with it shut down for the time being, started to work on it. The damned thing was the only one of three that had any problems, and no mater what he did, it always acted up on him again.
The hopefully final adjustment was made, and he slid down to the side of the reactors hub to the control panel, and started the machine up again.
The deck started humming, and blue and white light started to flood the floor. He looked up and saw that he had forgotten to replace the panel.
"Fuck." He dashed over to the intercom, pressing to get someone, hopefully Dr. X. "Hey, if anyone is listening, we have a serious fucking problem. The panel protecting the main reactor core is broken, and when I started it up, it started sparking-" He looked to the reactor, and caught a face full of blue-white light, throwing him away from the intercom, and into a corner.
All he saw as the world faded was to much bright light.
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Fidget met Dr. X on the way to the reactor where Tempest was working. They were both in a dead sprint, and very soon, Asazi joined them.
The airship was shaking, the other two reactors having a hard time remaining active while pure plasma flooded one of the rooms.
"Both of you; remain out here. Pure plasma is dangerous." X said, charging through the door, and returning moments later with an unconscious Tempest slung over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. He was leaned against the wall, and X scanned him with his one red eye. "He's still alive. Let us get him to the Med Bay, quickly."
Asazi and X picked him, up, and they all moved quickly to the bay. Fidget was nearly on her toes, wondering what could have happened to him.
Tempest was put in one of the few beds in the Med Bay, and was nearly swarmed with Trilobugs, who hooked him up to IVs and monitors.
"Are you sure he is going to be ok?" Fidget asked, looking him over. She watched as his tattoo slowly vanished, and the streak in his hair disappeared, but it was replaced by black and silver highlights. He looked a whole lot cuter than ever before, but he was still the rude and arrogant punk she had been fighting. She dashed those old thoughts from her head as best she could, but only managed to push them down. She watched as Dr. X administered drugs to bring him around to the world of the awake. She had no idea what type of drugs he was being given, but hopefully they brought him around.
Asazi looked nearly pissed off, her arms crossed, a scowl permanently set into her face. "He went and got him self blown up. and his hair isn't much of an improvement."
Dr. X glared at Asazi. "Shut up, unless you think you can tell me what is wrong with both the reactor and Tempest? Speaking of which, one must now be dealt with." He made sure everything was set, then left the Med Bay, breaking into a full out dash as the ship shuddered again.
Both women grabbed onto the walls and the bed for support as the ship began to pitch. There didn't seem to be any stopping it until the beast of technology finally settled down, and continued it's smooth flight.
Fidget lost her grip, and fell to the floor, landing hard. She hated loosing her balance, but the ship quickly settled down. "What a piece of junk."
A strong arm hauled her to her feet, and she turned to see that it was Tempest, his eyes closed very tightly. "My ship is not a piece of junk, it is just really touchy. Now, get me some really dark sunglasses." He paused, as if debating on whether being nice or mean was in order. "Please?"
"Yeah, no problem." She raced to the replicator set in the back of the room, and made the darkest pair of sunglasses she could think of. Her dad used Ray Bands, and those things were the darkest she knew of. She handed them back to him, noting how different he looked now. "You ok kid?"
Tempest put the glasses on, pulling the wires and IVs out. "Yeah, I'll be fine." He sat on the edge of the bed, putting his head in his hands. "My eyes hurt, my head hurts, and practically everything else hurts too."
A lone trilobug came up, and when it tried to put the IV back in, Tempest loosened a bolt and the bug was thrown back. Tempest hadn't moved a muscle, didn't even reach for a lightning rod that Fidget had. His had been left back in the Engine room.
"Tempest. The doc would be surprised." Asazi said, staring.
Tempest looked at his hands through the sunglass, and watched as his fingers sparked with lightning. "I don't even need the rods anymore. I can make it with out the conversions." He aimed his hand at Fidget. "Just hold still, and plant your feet."
Fidget spread her feet apart a little more to get a brace, and closed her eyes as Tempests' lightning shot out, and wove around her. It tickled, making the hairs on her arms stand on end. She opened her eyes again to find him grinning, but with the dark glasses, she couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"I was right, I can do it all myself now-"
"Which is all well and good, but it means that you are now a danger to this crew, incase your powers get out of control, but I believe with a little practice, that shouldn't be a problem." Dr. X entered again, a few scorch marks on his violet shirt. "The reactor is taken care of, if you are also wondering about that. It seems that the machine itself was in disrepair, but I know that can't be possible, because Tempest, you have been practically living there for the past few days." He stopped and surveyed the assembled crew. A teenaged super genius, an assassin, and a defective camerawoman from his arch nemesis that he had decided to take on. What a reputation they would have if the world knew. "I believe it is time to continue with our plans. And Tempest, I would like to run a few tests when you are up to it." He left the ramshackle screw, clearly headed for his quarters to get a new shirt.
Tempest looked at Asazi, and then to Fidget. "Well, you heard the man, back to work."
No one moved. It was as if the ship was a forest, and they had all taken root.
Fidget finally gave up on the silence, and literally stormed from the Medical Bay/Lab, and headed for the Bridge. She was becoming to Introverted! Damn it! She was supposed to be an extrovert, but she was thinking far too often. She needs to explode on someone, someone that really needed to be laid into. someone..
She entered the Bridge, just as the white form of Little Air zoomed over head. She just knew they would land on the top of the ship, and go through the hatch on top, and then make their way down. Well, wouldn't they be in for a surprise.
She went to the communications station, and brought up the intercom. "Hey, we have company. Top side." She hoped they would under stand her meaning.
She learned from Tempest in the months before that Team Extreme was always referred to as 'company' and were treated as such.
And she would call them 'bad company' because that was exactly what they were, bad company for not coming to get her sooner, not coming to her aid when she needed them the most. Well, then just lost a powerful ally in her.
Tempest burst into the Bridge, looking her over. With her face set so grim, he didn't even want to ask if she was ok. He went to a scanner, and saw that Action Jock and the scared manager were already in the ship. "Fuck. note to self, upgrade security systems-"
"I turned the security systems off, Tempest, I want them to come here to the Bridge, and I want to fight Alex." She said it so coldly, he swore the air dropped a few degrees.
Fidget just watched the monitors, waiting for them to come. It was Alex and Rikki, which didn't surprise her. Deep down, she still liked the blue haired, frantically calm manager, but the wheels of time continues to spin, and feelings left. She didn't use the intercom to contact them, but the personal communicators everyone carried. "Lead them to the Bridge, or at least the corridor outside it, I have an idea for Action Man. and company." She turned to Tempest. "Care to run a quick test before our company arrives?"
Tempest raised an eyebrow at her. "Quick test. as in?"
There was the hissing of a door sliding open, leaving just enough time for Fidget to pull the hood of her cape up, and hiding her face from view.
Her mind sang. 'Here we go, one more time, every bodies feeling fine, here we go now, yes, yes, here we go, N'sync has got the flow.' She didn't even turn around to know that it was Alex and Rikki.
"You guys are late." She said coldly, watching the clouds.
"Fidget? Is that you?" Alex said, shaking Rikki off of his arm and stepping close to the former Camera woman. It couldn't be possible, how could she be alive?
Fidget spun around, glaring at him. "Yeah it's me! I'm a ghost, dead! Unless you are seeing dead people now!" she felt the lightning starting to spark, the tips of her cape flaring up and sparking more. She pushed back her hood, the tips of her hair nearly exploding with lightning. She had very good control, and knew that the Storm wouldn't get her by surprise anymore. "Well? Are you going to say something?"
The two members of Team Extreme looked at each other, and were staring at her.
"Fidget. We tried looking for you, I swear to god we did! But we couldn't find you-" Rikki tried, but found he was cut off by the angriest shout he had ever heard come from someone smaller than him.
"THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU NOT EVEN THINK TO LOOK IN THE MOST LIKELY OF PLACES?!!! LOOK WHERE I HAVE BEEN!" she was becoming so enraged that she didn't even notice that her skin kept flickering from peach to translucent blue, and little flames started sprouting around her feet.
Alex and Rikki stepped back, fearing her rage and anger. They had never seen her like this, never having seen her transformation. They both didn't know what to do, except get away from her.
He couldn't take this, Fidget was once a very close friend, and they truly did try looking for her. "Fidget, listen to me. We DID try looking for you, but we couldn't truly believe that you fell to the Airship, we just didn't see that happening, except Rikki."
Rikki nodded, remaining behind Alex. 'Why do I get the feeling that they are going to end up fighting? Fidget couldn't have just been sitting around, doing nothing for the past few months, and from what I can see, she looks a lot stronger. Maybe what happened did that to her.' he watched as Fidgets eyes glowed bright white, her skin translucent blue, showing her bones and veins as lighter blues and purples. He saw her heart, beating fast, her lunges taking deep breaths and expelling. Her muscles were invisible, being the same translucent shade of blue as her skin. To see her like that was extremely freaky.
He stepped out from behind Alex, walking up to Fidget. He could feel the heat through his suit; feel the power she was radiating. He stopped when it became nearly unbearable. "Fidget, we do care about you. I care about you."
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I stared. I couldn't believe what I had just heard, and through the tumult of the power and force raging through my head because of my anger towards both of them.
I felt the power ebbing away, my vision cleared to where I could see both of them clearly, Rikki standing out in my vision. He was clearly afraid, but also foolishly brave.
"If you cared, then why didn't you come looking for me before? Why did you leave me here?" I spoke before I had a chance to think about what I was going to say. I had learned to hold my tongue while I had been here, but apparently when I was around them, it was like old times.
"Fidget, I believe that you were here, but the others. Alex and Grinder didn't listen. I'm sorry to have left you here, I really am."
~~ ! ~~
A burst of Lightning flashed from Tempests bare hands, slamming into Rikki and throwing him crossed the bridge. The manager crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
The multicolored haired teen looked Fidget and Alex over, smirking. "Fidget, don't let your guard down again, it leaves an opening for these peons to get close."
Fidget stared at Rikki, not believing that Tempest had actually attacked Rikki. She slowly turned, seeing the horror on Alex's face, and the nasty smirk on Tempest's. Half said help her brother; the other said help her colleague and friend..
Family or work? Work or Family? She couldn't make up her mind. The demons in her head running around, telling her to do this, do that, do something, and her body wasn't responding.
Alex or Tempest? She knew both of them really well, knew that they both cared for her, knew that they both wanted her to make the right decision... but with Alex and the others not coming to find her, and Tempest being the only person she could talk to.
She pulled the lightning rods from the holsters on her back, the charge from earlier still there, and she let it build, the tips begging to spark once again. The bolts jumped from one tip to the next, and back and forth, the lightning growing in size till it arced crossed the bridge and struck Alex square in the chest, throwing him into a wall.
He stared up at her, seeing spots. He didn't expect her to attack him, but then again, she was far different than he remembered. In the next instant, everything went black.
Fidget stared down at Alex, the lightning rods firmly grasped in her hands. What had she just done? Was it supposed to happen this way? Was she supposed to do this? What happened? What drove her to make that action against him?
She stepped away, walking backwards, doing her best to get away from him. All the energy from the storm vanished as quickly as it came, leaving her as she was before. She tripped on the hem of her cape, falling backwards on it, sitting near the windows.
The teen moved close to Alex, and checked his pulse. "He's Alive. but barely. I say give him to X, and kick the manager overboard-"
"No, send them both back to Big Air." Fidget said, getting up again, a caring look in her eyes, but it faded quickly. "Get them off the ship, and away from here. Period. X will bitch at us, but that is tolerable. Now is not the time for them to be here."
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Dr. X did bitch at them, and made them both feel guilty of mutiny afterwards, but the realization that he couldn't execute them because he would loose his engineer and an ally. He certainly was not pleased that Little Air was remotely controlled back to Big Air, and that he had once again missed out on the chance to obtain the AMP Factor, but there would be other times.
Tempest, weak-kneed after both trying out his new ability and the event that caused it, retreated to his quarters, Fidget helping him.
They sat in awkward silence for some time, Fidget clenching and unclenching her fists, doing her best to take out her frustration as best she could without actually hitting something.
The teen, laying back on his bed, rolled over and looked at her in the low light, the discarded sunglasses on the night stand.
"Fidget, I'm sorry I did that, but he was to close." he sounded pathetic, like an over protective boyfriend.
Light blue eyes glared at him with the ferocity that an enraged creature might have when staring down one of it's own over a piece of rare food.
"You attacked Rikki. I really don't know whether or not I should hug you, or kill you. You have never been in this type of situation." She stood up and left the room, sticking her hands in her pockets and stalking along the corridor.
She needed somewhere to vent. and this craft was not helping her at all.
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A/N:: Ahh, another one done.. now just need to work on chapter 10.