Game On- Part 10 (Game Plan)
Mark and Princess were bound with chains, and surrounded by Spectra guards when Zoltar appeared. He smiled as he approached the Swan, running his gloved finger under her chin. "The G Force hen has finally come to roost…don't worry your pretty face, my dear, you will be most comfortable with Spectra… your companions are already making themselves at home…" He allowed his finger to trail around her face, making her writhe in disgust.
"Get your hands off her, you purple bastard!" The Eagle yelled from a distance, trembling with anger at what had happened. Zoltar walked over to the him, with his malicious grin growing wider by the minute.
"The Commander of G-Force… so this is how it ends…you know I dreamed this would happen… dreams can come true, after all." He snickered and clicked his tongue in mock dismay, "Oh, Commander, don't be so angry, I have plans for you and your comrades…you will be most helpful to Spectra!"
"Don't be so sure, Zoltar…" Mark spat, "G-Force always has the last laugh."
Zoltar ignored his comment, turning his back to him and addressing the guards. "Take them away!" He announced.
They guards rapidly hauled them to a dungeon, where they could see into another room through a glass wall. They were secured to the walls, hanging helplessly, and eagerly searching for their comrades. A muffled scream alerted them to look through the window, where they could see Jason, tied down and being tortured. They couldn't tell exactly what was being done to him; only that he was in great pain.
Princess gasped, "Mark, we have to do something!"
Mark's head hung low in defeat. "I'm sorry, Princess…I've failed you, failed all of you…"
"Mark, don't give up…please, we still need you. We can get through this." She pleaded.
Suddenly, she saw Keyop and Tiny enter the glass room. They were unbound, but standing and watching, allowing the torture to continue.
"Mark… look! It's Tiny and Keyop!" She announced gleefully. However, her hopes were dashed as she saw their strange behavior.
"Why aren't they stopping this? Tiny! Keyop! Stop them! Save Jason!" Her eyebrows knit together as she realized that not only were they unable to hear her, but that they were not going to rescue him.
"It's no use, Princess…they've been brainwashed. That's how Spectra gets their recruits. You don't think they volunteer for that job, do you?" Mark stated.
"Mark, we have to think…we've got to save Jason and somehow get Tiny and Keyop back to normal! You are the most brilliant man I know, Mark, now stop feeling sorry for yourself, and let's get ourselves out of here!" Princess began to lose patience with her Commander's "defeatist" attitude. It wasn't like him.
Mark looked over at her. She looked beautiful, even hanging there in chains. Still supportive, after all they had been through together. "You're right, Princess, I'm sorry. We will get out of here. At least now we know what they're planning for us…"
He thought for a moment and said, "I've got a plan…we've got to make sure they take me first…"