Chapter eleven.

Spoekboone turned around and stood up from her chair normally, poised in her normal lanky, towering, quivering and annoying position. Martyn stayed sitting and staring into the virtual reality goggles like a stone statue with cold eyes penetrating the blank space outside of Titanoleon.

Olivio reached for her communicator on her belt and spoke down it to Kamador.

"She's got Martyn," Olivio whispered and slowly and officially, Martyn rose from the seat and the lights flickered out.

Olivio screamed and she fired into the distance and her sci-fi handgun pellets bounced off the floor and started a small fire on one of the monitors nearby. The ochre illuminated the room for a second and Olivio and Boone saw the sinister eyes of Sanitea peering back at them, like two hypnotic pools of darkness. Olivio squeezed the trigger and another few bullets exploded out of the gun and struck the fiend, only then did Martyn's body flicker back and then Sanitea appeared again like a powerful nemesis, never dying.

" Olivio, why do you resist me? Why do you persist in fighting against Smith? You cannot win."

Sanitea lunged forward and at that time Kamador jumped into the room and pushed her back into weapon's control and then Martyn appeared unconscious on the floor, next to Sanitea whose body was bleeding from the head, where Lorelai had punctured her skull before with the EMP gun.

Smith in all his horrific glory stood up with a speck of blood trickling down his cheek. He wiped it from his pale face, grunted and moved forward.

"GO! GO!" Kamador shouted and Boone and Olivio dashed from the room.

Kamador ran at the agent on his ship screaming and assaulted him with an array of attacks yet Smith stepped aside and with just a few simple reflections of the arm, deflected every single one of Kamador's attacks.

"Why do you always try to defeat me when clearly you shall fail?"

Smith executed a powerful kick and Kamador flew into the corridor. He spat blood from his mouth and looked up with tempting eyes. Smith ran at him but before he reached him, Kamador shouted.

" Computer, Weapon's control door. Lock!" He commanded at his computer and the door shut down and Smith smacked into it and fell to the ground next to Sanitea and Martyn, unconscious.

Back in the control room, everyone was watching on the monitors as Smith regained consciousness and pounded on the door, trying to escape.

Kamador pushed down on the intercom button and spoke down the microphone.

"It seems we have outsmarted you this time, Smith."

" You seem to forget, there is one of you and ten million of me! If I die, there are still going to be more."

"But our chances improve with you dead, unable to terrorise my ship anymore. Now tell us where Gelmir Bullet is. Or we kill you."

" I wouldn't tell you, you despicable excuse for a man."

"Tell us!"

Smith walked over to Martyn's body and menacingly bit into his neck savagely and pulled a huge chunk of flesh, blood and muscle away, exposing his collarbone. Martyn screamed as he awoke from his slumber.

"Lookie here, She's dead! You are all going to die!" His mouth moved with droplets of crimson red blood creeping down below his chin.

"You bastard!" Boone shouted down.

He smiled a sinister smile with terror in his face as he took another chunk out of Martyn's neck. Martyn's harrowing pain was felt over the monitor.

Lorelai and Boone had tears in their eyes.

Martyn was poised in a position where he couldn't get up. He lay on the floor of the control room helplessly bleeding, his eyes pleading for help.

"HELP ME!" Martyn whelped.

There was nothing they could do but watch him die. They couldn't risk going in to save him, Smith could get out and wreak havoc once again.

"Let me out of here!" Smith screamed at them.

"Not until you tell us where Gelmir Bullet is."

"Then your friend here will have to die." Smith yelled.

And with that, Smith took Martyn's hand and ripped off two of his fingers and allowed blood to gush out of his wounds. He screamed again and again and Kamador started to cry too.

Lorelai had something in her hand and she held it up to Kamador. She had scribbled something on a piece of paper as to not let Smith hear. Plus she didn't think she could say it aloud, it was too upsetting.

Put him out of his misery.

She turned away and allowed a deep sob to echo through out the ship. There was a gas grenade in every room in case of internal attack. It was directly above Martyn and could even be seen on monitor. Smith hadn't noticed it yet.

Martyn wailed over the monitor as Smith took another chunk from his arm, ripping him to shreds.

Kamador powered up the grenade and entered a programme for internal attack.

He hit down hard on the intercom.

"Martyn! Take a deep breath!"

Smith looked up and saw the grenade and his eyes darted this way and that, searching for a last minute escape.

"Tell us where Gelmir Bullet is you asshole!"

Something clicked in Martyn's head as he heard Kamador over the intercom. He let go of his breath and shouted out to the remaining crewmembers, with his last ounce of strength.

" The signal is 8y7gh/exe.London.htm he is there for the next three hours!"

Smith turned on Martyn and raged at him, bite after bite never stopping.

Kamador dropped the gas grenade and the room clouded with a poisonous green gas and the screams died down and were overwritten by two beings coughing and coughing as the toxic vapour invaded their lungs and took their life away.

Kamador shuddered as he hit the decommissioning button and freed the room of the gas and as the haze filtered away he saw Smith lying dead on top of a bloody carcass that no longer was human, but just bloody meat that stained the room. Martyn was dead and the reign of Smith on titanoleon was over.

There friend was dead and now only left on the ship were Kamador, Olivio, Boone and Lorelai; all quivering in the emotion that was stirred as man ate man and evil triumphed over good.

Tears dropped from their eyes and down to their mouths and they reminisced the piercing flaming eyes of smith as he tore into Martyn who lay paralysed on the cold floor as the predator slowly ate him.

"He wanted help. And we didn't give it to him."

"There was nothing we could do. Smith would have killed us all SpoekBoone if we opened the door. Plus Martyn would have never survived those bites."

"He wanted help and we didn't give it to him!" She screamed, with tears stinging her eyes.

She ran down to her cabin and slammed the door.

Lorelai sat confused about what to believe. She swallowed hard and lost her breath. She shook her head and too departed from control room, ushering a sob. Her door clicked almost silently down the hall and Olivio sat down her head in her hands crying shamefully.

Although close together, the crew were totally isolated with blood on their hands immersed in a guilt that could not comfortably rest upon their shoulders.