We ran into the cockpit.
"Two at 3:00, Six at 9:00," said Zak's dad. I grabbed the turret controls.
"Bank right," I said. I shot down three of the ships. One of the ships flew ahead of us. It looked different than all of the other ships. "Follow that ship," I said. "I'll take care of the other ones." I shot down another two ships. Then, one of the ships connected to us.
"They breached the hull!" screamed Zak's dad.
"I'll take care of them," I said. I ran out of the door and into the hallway. Standing there was a teenager, about my age, in black armor. He was carrying a sword. Immediately realized who it was.
"Why are you here?" I asked. He looked at me, his eyes a fire red.
"I've come for my rematch," he said evilly. I looked at him.
"If it's a rematch you want, T, it's a rematch you'll get." I pulled out my sword, my face gleaming off of it. I knew that he meant business, I could see it in his eyes. I swung hard.