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Chapter 3: a cold day in hell
"She's coming in, seal all the doors and open the hanger." A Ranger ordered.
"Done sir!" a lower ranked Ranger shouted. Bradley's ship slowly entered the ship and landed. The locks behind them closed with a slam. Jazz came from the bridge to greet her.
"How'd it go? Did the VP-"
"Already taken care of!" Sasha smiled.
"Great! At least there's some good news. We're having too much trouble finding this guy; he could be any of the gray Lombaxes in metropolis or worse the Galaxy if he were to have a ship. What's more is that gray Lombax across the galaxy are getting pissed at us because people are treating them differently." Jazz sighed. Sasha laughed. The two started walking toward the bridge.
"Don't worry we'll find him soon enough."
"I hope so." Jazz said, stepping into the bridge shuttle. (Hey, what the heck is that thing anyway…elevators go up and down, trains have wheels, trams are…just weird, and…well, I just don't think it's a taxi or a bus either so get off my back!)
Sasha stepped in next to him. The shuttle started off. (Hmm, I don't think it qualifies as a shuttle either but that will have to do.) The hanger was empty. Bradley hoped out of his ship and inspected the area. The Phoenix was more magnificent that he had imagined. He'd spend more time gazing but he had to get back to the plan.
"As soon as this is ship is mine there will be a lot of changes to this world…to this universe. Our empire shall rise again and I will be king." He reached in to his pocket and took out a blue print of the Phoenix. He examined it and ran off into the engine room.
Bridge.
"Great, so we're all set then?" Ratchet asked. Sasha Nodded.
"So, how are we going to know when we have the right guy…I mean there are thousands that fit the description…no one could see his eyes because it was to dark outside…they didn't even give us his cloths. For all we know this may not have even have been a gray Lombax…or even a Lombax for that matter!" Jazz said slamming his fist on the side of his chair.
"Oh my gosh." Clank gasped.
"What is it?" Sasha asked.
"4 more people were bitten at a cloth store…in Marcadia…"
"Great, so this guy dose has transportation!" Jazz howled.
"That is not all, apparently, he had an accomplice a female…brown hair…Cazar," the group looked at Sasha.
"Purple hair…and…yellow eyes."
"Yellow?" Sasha thought.
"Whoa…that fit's Sasha except the eyes" Ratchet gasped.
"Ya…my eyes are blue. Excuse me." Sasha ran out of the room and into the "Tram"
" Yellow? My eyes aren't yellow, but that couldn't have been anyone but me could it have." Sasha got of and ran to her quarters. She hopped in front of a mirror…nothing. There's got to be some way to see.
Bridge.
"Is there any info on the guy, clank?" Ratchet asked.
" Male, Gray, Lombax, blonde hair…yellow eyes."
"He has that too?" Jazz gasped.
"That's just not normal." Ratchet sighed.
"What about the people?" Ratchet continued.
"Are they…Vampires?"
"No…just dead." Clank replied.
"Does that mean that we're not dealing with Vampires, Al?"
"Well, I read a comic once and it said, if you're bitten you become a vampire."
"Al! We need scientific proof, yes or no!"
"No, but that's not my feil-" An explosion hit the phoenix.
"Heating systems disabled!" a female computer voice declared.
"Engine room door…locked. Hanger exit…locked."
"Oh no." Al murmured.
"Al, it's just a heating system we can survive." Jazz laughed.
"You really haven't been in space long have you? We need that system! It's thousands of degrees negative out in space…it's going to get very, very cold guys…and this definitely wasn't an accident either." Ratchet warned.
"Whoever did this wants us alive…but to suffer…The Captain!" Clank shouted. The group hopped in the "tram" and headed for the hanger. Then they ran into Sasha's quarters.
"Ratchet what happened?"
"Were under attack! Hurry, to the weapons room!" Ratchet ordered. The group started running…oh no, the door is sealing! Jazz dove inside and held the door open. Sasha, Al, and clank jumped in. Ratchet, being the last, had the least time to get through. He leaped into the air, scraping the edge of the wall…his angle was briefly caught in the door and broken he flew and hit the ground headfirst.
"Ratchet, are you ok?" Jazz asked. Ratchet sat up. He appeared dazed. Blood dropped from his lips. Sasha gasped…she wanted it…she could feel her teeth growing in her mouth. Another drop of blood hit the floor. Sasha started breathing a bit heavily. Sweet precious blood… Another drop hit the floor. Was he eyes becoming yellow? She hid them beneath her eyelids. She could hear it…drip…drip…dr-
"Sasha!" Sasha jumped. Her ears and hair leaped.
"Snap out of it!" her eyes and teeth were back to normal when she opened her eyes.
"Thanks Jazz."
Ratchet had fallen unconscious.
5 hours later.
Ratchet woke up. it was pretty cold, it had to be in at least the thirties. Muffled voices were arguing, one that he had heard before and another that he hadn't heard before. Ratchet exhaled. Steam exited from his nose. The voices were getting clearer and so was his vision.
"We'll never do it! You can hold us in here forever, but we'll never give you the code. Besides, ratchet's out, and he's the only who knows it!" Jazz yelled.
"Have it your way." The unfamiliar voice said.
"When Ratchet wakes up tell him, you either give me what I want, or you have the live of all the people in Veldin on your conscious. Good day."
Well, that's no good.
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