Chapter 2 Underwood's Undoing

"Is he dead?" Joey asked. Rex tapped the side of Weevil's head. He let out a painful groan.

"He may have broken something," Rex murmured.

"There is a chance he could be paralyzed from the neck down," Luwa whimpered. "Joey take him back to the rooms to rest. As for me I got a score to settle," she said as she picked up the pistol. Without a word Joey scooped up the fatigued Weevil and he went back to their quarters. Luwa noticed the butcher knife was gone and every few feet there was a drop of blood on the floor. She stalked off, so Yugi and Rex could follow Joey.

Luwa continued down those dark, dank corridors. The ship rocked back and forth and a creak pulsated through the room. She held the pistol close to her with her finger on the trigger. The smell of blood emanated throughout the ship. She could feel her legs tense up every step of the way. She finally reached the control room. She slowly cracked the heavy door open and tried to look inside. There was no sign of the engineers or captain. She desperately tried the radio. The fuzz was heavy, but she could partly make-out a voice.

"This is the Blue Majesty. Do you read?" she said in the radio.

"Is… there …distress?"

"Yes, we have a murder victim and the killer still out there!"

"Sending…guard…" There was thudding. She could hear banging on the door. She screamed as the door started coming off its hinges. The banging was louder. Then there was a sound of the hinges bursting off the door. The chef was there, his fists bloody from pounding the door.

"I'm back," he said with an evil grin. He sliced the radio's wires. One down, four to go!"

"Move over you bloody bastard!" she yelled. She threw the dead radio towards his face and it hit him between the eyes. A small spot of blood trickled down his face. He rubbed it off his face with his teeth bared.

"Meet your maker you weak little wretch!" he slammed the blade with great strength. It left a massive crevasse in the floor. She was close enough to see the details of his face. He had black, beady eyes that were dilated in complete madness. She struggled to stop her hand from shaking. She couldn't aim the pistol and ran to try to hide.

Yugi put a cold cloth on the restless, sweating body of Weevil.

"I think the fall did some head trauma," Rex muttered. Weevil fingers twitched uncontrollably.

"D-Don't…" he groaned weakly.

"He needs medical attention immediately!" Yugi said with great worry.

"T-The…knife…" he continued to murmur.

Joey heaved a concerned sigh, "This is getting bad. Luwa is in great peril." Weevil looked as though he was struggling to get up, but fell backing panting heavily.

"Just stay down and rest!" Rex urged. "Where is she? Where is the National Guard?"

"D-Don't…l-let…her…die!" Weevil eyes fluttered open. He sat up quickly. The guys stepped back.

"Lay back down or you could get a head rush!" Rex warned.

"I'm fine," he retorted as he tried to stand up.

"You have a bruise the size of a melon!" Joey snapped. Weevil's eyes examined the room and his pupils contracted.

"What happened to Marcus?" Weevil asked.

"Who?" Yugi said in disbelief.

"The murderer. Is he still out their?"

"I'm afraid so," Rex said as his head drooped.

"Well we need to find her," he said standing up. His knees shuttered and he gained his balance.

"Are you sure you can walk?" Yugi asked.

"Damn it! Yes!" he said his eyes blazing. He started to storm off and they quickly followed. They ran down of what seemed to be an endless maze, there were several forks in the path. They decided to slip up in individual search parties. It left them vulnerable, but it would maximize the chances of finding her alive.

Luwa strained her legs to run to until her chest felt a cold, rushing agony and hot rush in her veins. She was panting and she huddled in a closet. She desperately tried to settle her breath. She could hear the heavy boots coming closer. Her muscles tensed up as the thudding boomed through the ship.

"Your own blood deceives you!" his voice boomed outside the closet. Then Luwa realized she had been bleeding for the whole time. She left a trail of blood and he followed it like a bloodhound. She hadn't noticed it, yet blood was running down her knuckles and down her arm. It happened when she broke the window! She was taken totally aback. He turned the knob and she desperately clung to it. Her palms perspired so much it slipped out of her hands. She was cornered like an animal. He slammed his weapon that grazed past her arm and cleaved her arm open. She screamed as she struggled to run. He slammed his knife against the wall. She sprinted gripping her arm.

"Someone please help!" she panicked. She ran blindly into a dead end.

"Now you will join the little one!" he growled. She backed up to the corner. He charged at full speed, his knife glistening, and he let out a vicious war cry. Something came in front of him and he plummeted toward the ground. He lay quiet and motionless. He was too fatigued to move. Luwa crawled closer to the object. It was a rope that was pulled to make him trip. The one holding that rope was Weevil.

"Are you alright?" he asked. She nodded with relief. Boats pulled up next to them. It was the National Guard to rescue them. Many people came in uniform and found the tied up crew members. The team was located and they were on a rescue boat home.

"Well you did it!" Rex heartily said smacking Weevil on the back which made him whimper and his bruise tender. "Sorry." Luwa's wound was bandaged and they returned safely to the card shop. Yugi's grandpa swelled with pride.

"You really did it Underwood," Joey grinned. "If only you thought of others than yourself more often." Weevil scowled.
"Shut the hell up!"

To be continued…