Stella was looking through something, that kind of thing that made her slap herself on her forehead.

"If the creator killed himself, then that would be a perfect way to hide your true identity but in order to erase that it had to be an inside job." Stella sighs in frustration, she gets up and collapses off her bed.

"What Virgil told me does make sense. So if they were sent on to a federation ship, someone had to know about em and know where they would land. It couldn't have been one of the crewmembers, no one's missing and all are dead. Damn this mystery is harder than it looks. Wait a minute, one of the doctors in the lab, most have hid somewhere and heard the whole thing, maybe that was how they knew and they had to cover their work. " Stella rubs her head and lays on her bed until she heard a knock at the door, it was Pyro who jumped on Stella's bed. Stella put a pillow on her face.

"Stella are you asleep?" Pyro asked. But Stella didn't answer back.

"Stella wake up." Pyro was trying to shake the pillow off of Stella's face, but it didn't move Stella didn't feel like it, she was starting to feel a little depressed but that never happened. She was always happy, cheerful, or maybe angry but that rarely happens.

Virgil came in to see Pyro trying to remove a pillow from Stella's face.

"Pyro, don't you see that Stella is tired." Virgil came in and grabs Pyro like she was a baby. Pyro looked over Virgil's shoulder to see that Stella removed the pillow from her face, sit up, and started crying.

"I hate my life. I hate it so much." Stella said, "I wished I was dead. I wish I was dead so bad." Stella didn't know what was wrong with her. She just laid on her bed, putting her feet to her chest, and started crying even more. She felt so empty; like something was missing in her life was missing. Maybe she was just stressed out too much, so she just lay back on her bed.

Turret walked into the cockpit where Arsenal was sitting on a chair. Turret kissed him.

"What?"

"Come on." Turret pulled him off the chair and into his room; she closed the door behind herself. Arsenal sat on the edge of his bed, Turret sat next to him, and she licked his neck up to his cheek.

"Turret, are you okay?" Arsenal smiled wrapping his arms around her waist. She moans in pleasure when Arsenal licked her stomach, she lay on the bed, and Arsenal went down with her.

Stella woke up late at night, she could hear Turret moaning and panting. She instantly started crying again and then she ran back into her room, slamming her door.

Arsenal looked up, while Turret was moving up and down, putting her hands between his head "Did you hear something?"

"No."

Turret's moaning made Arsenal go harder, until he stops and lay on her chest. Then he sat up, making Turret sit up on his lap. He wrapped around her hips. She was holding his head in her hands and pushing his lips to hers. He started to make her body move up and down, she moan with a smile planted on her face, and she kissed him again, making him fall on his back. She got off of him and sat in font of the bedpost. Arsenal sat up looking at Turret and then he sat next to her.

"Satisfied now." Turret gave him a smile. Arsenal laid down under the covers, so did Turret but she kept looking at him.

"Yeah. Are you?"

"I guess." Turret shrugged her shoulders. She laid down next to Arsenal and soon went to sleep.

Stella was not in a cheerful mood, just sat in a front of the mirror, she had her black makeup as she looks at the magazines. One cover had her and her sisters on it. And it said learn em. She looked at hers.

Stella Angel The Leader of the band Plays the piano and every instrument Sings like an Angel She's Perfect

When Stella saw that, she got mad and started to torn every page in the magazine and throws all over her room. She walks out of her room, no one was in the ship, she turns on the T.V. and starts to look through the Frigde.

Everybody's Fool is playing.