(((Mutiny! Hijacking! Good fun!)))
Melody led the group through the tunnel down through dark passages. It was all paved with stones of various shapes, but they were generally even, as if they had been sheered off. It was damp, most of the way, with moss and fungi growing along the walls, in the corners, and even carpeting the floor in some places. Keith noticed some of stones were cracking, and between the crevices dark, rich earth was peeking through. Most of the stones were wet and slippery, and it was not just once that Keith slipped on the stones.
"Watch it," Melody chided as she helped Alex along, "It will be a lot harder if I drop the torch."
"Sorry," Keith said, looking away.
After about ten or fifteen minutes of walking, they came to a waterfall. It was not terribly big, but the even steps of the tunnel ended and the rough terrain of natural rocks began. They had to file out of the tunnel single file, which came difficult to transporting Alex.
"My cruiser is just around the corner," Melody said, "I'm going to go get it. Think you can handle him, boy?"
"I'll be fine," Keith said, adjusting his position to take more of Alex's weight.
"Okay, I'll get it started. It'll be a tight fit, with all of us, but we should all make it." She led the way, moving ahead of the others but not too far. Before long, they saw a small jet-like vehicle. There was something like a green tarpaulin over it. When she uncovered it, it revealed to be was smaller than a jet, with shorter wings and no tail. The cockpit has three seats in it, each as wide as a person. Melody hopped into the front and punched a few buttons. The vehicle made a low pitched whine, and bobbed a few inches off the ground.
"We're all going to fit into that?" Keith asked.
"Hmm, you're right. You wait here for the soulless, the rest of us should be able to fit better without you."
"Okay, point made." Keith had the feeling that Melody did not like him very much.
They all climbed in, uncomfortably, but not painfully. "Alright, hold on," Melody said as the cockpit closed. The cruiser shot in the air quickly. Keith, who was sitting underneath someone, groaned at the sudden gain of weight. Once the vehicle cleared the trees, it shot off at a pace just as rapidly.
"Well everyone," Melody began, "Welco--" She stopped as a shadow fell over the cockpit. It was the large ship that was chasing them!
"Hold on!" She shouted as the ship darted to the left. Several alarms were going off. Something exploded behind them. The ship dipped suddenly. The shaking felt like an earthquake.
"Come on, come on!" Melody shouted as they banked and rolled.
Keith knew this was it. It was one of those moments.
~~~
He had been wandering in the woods now for... a while, who knows how long? Weeks, months, maybe years? He had nothing to do but wander. There was nothing else.
It was dark. It had been dark now for... a while. Weeks, months, no... nights did not last that long. Or did they? It certainly felt like they had.
What did it matter, anyway? Everything was gone: the sheep, the house, his family, everything.
Keith never even heard the howl in the distance.
There was nothing left for him. Nothing left, but wandering.
He did not hear the responding howls, coming ever nearer.
Nothing. No food, no water, nothing. Nothing left. Nothing left.
Keith raised his spinning head as wolves came into sight. A hungry pack of wolves had all but cornered him.
Nothing left. Nothing left.
They approached him ready to pounce.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
An odd light shone from his neck, although to be fair, light is not the right word. It was more anti-light. It shone brightly in the darkness, casting strange colours about him.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
Then, he was gone. So was the forest. Everything was gone. It was a world of blackness. The wolves sniffed about, trying to understand what was happening. The forest, their sense of touch and smell told them, was still there. But their sight and hearing said it had vanished. Swallowed up in darkness and silence.
Keith, however, could see both worlds. He could see the forest, the wolves snuffling about, everything still there, but he could also see the world of nothing, the world he had willed into existence, the world, he surmised, the wolves were sniffing about in.
The shock of it stirred the survival instincts of his mind. This would be the only chance to escape bellies of hungry wolves. He bolted as fast as he could.
The wolves, though, were not long after him. They caught his scent and were pursuing, carefully, but Keith could see them behind him, and he knew that it would take more than darkness to stop the wolves. What would really do was some fire. If he could start a fire...
Suddenly all about him, the woods burst into flames. And yet, he could see that they were still perfectly fine, unchanged.
The wolves, however, did not see that. Understand, from the wolves' perspectives, they were going from being blind and deaf to instantly in the middle of a raging inferno. They yelped and bolted away from the fire. Clearly this meal was not worth the effort.
Keith looked down at the glow, coming from the necklace he was given. It took a little thought, but he soon figured out exactly what had happened.
~~~
Now it was one of those moments. There was nothing left. Nothing but the necklace. He gripped it in his hand the best he could manage. It helped him concentrate.
He wanted there to be another ship. Another ship that would go a different direction. And not this ship. But what would Melody see? She couldn't fly if she couldn't see the plane. No, a world with another ship that would go another direction, but his friends could still see this one. But would that trick whatever radar or whatever else that might be tracking them? Probably not. No, he wanted a world where there would be another ship, with his friends seeing this ship, and all the instruments tracking them would track the other ship as well.
The necklace glowed.
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"Captain Melissa," one of the soldiers watching the terminals said, "It looks like they are landing."
"Maybe they took damage," she said plainly, "Follow them down. I'll handle them myself."
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"They're dropping off," Melody said as she looked at her instruments and pulled the cruiser higher. "I don't-- What the--"
She saw, as she looked out the cockpit window, a second ship, her ship, descending into the plains below them. She checked her instruments. Sure enough, there was another ship, at least that's what her instruments said. But where had it come from, and whose ship was it. She tried to look at it over her shoulder, but noticed Keith, if barely, eyes closed, an odd glow coming from his hand. So, this was his doing. She smirked; maybe he was not worthless after all. He was still a wimp, though.
In a few breathless moments, the massive ship was on the ground. Melody pushed the vehicle harder, and it was not long before they were out of sight. Melody sighed loudly, "We lost them!"
Keith smiled and quickly dropped his necklace.
"Congratulations, everyone," Melody said joyfully, "You've all just survived your first encounter with the Conquerors. You'll learn more about them later. For now, let me be the first to welcome you to the Resistance. You'll learn more about that later too."
It was a relatively quiet rest of the trip, although it was a short trip. Soon they were landing in a mountainous region.
"Welcome to New Canaan," she said as the vehicle landed gently on a landing pad. The cockpit opened and she climbed out, and held out her hands to help the others out. "Hey, General!" she shouted, "Newcomers!"
(((If you object to anything that has happened, like you wanted someone to get left behind, or whatever, let me know and we can edit it in. From this point on, we are all the GMs, so do whatever you want. If someone wants to play the general, feel free. Here's to a good mutiny!)))