The Grox War

Triex began to feel a little pychodelic.

"You know what? We all can be friends! Am I right?" said Triex. But he later shook his head and noticed that the flute was tricking him. Triex grabbed the flute and broke it in half.

"No mind-tricks either. Now, you can use that ship there.." he pointed at the Junk-Ship that Ink had came from that day. "...and get out of here before we all start fighting." said Triex.

((Yay, I was wondering what Septra's reaction would be to... Oops almost said a spoiler!))

"Thank you!" Fravini said.

"Never break my flute," said Lamentii darkly before jumping on Triex's back and punching him.

Triex grabbed Lamentii from his back and threw her on the cold, steel floor. Later Triex took out his Hades Rifle and pointed it at her.

"I said, get out." bellowed Triex.

The Daleks looked out of the broken window.
"THEY ARE DECEASED. THEY HAVE FALLEN TO THEIR DEATHS."
The Daleks left the area, back into their ships.

Kilikan finally bobbed his head back up out of the water into the fresh air along with Septra.
They both smiled at eachother and laughed.
"That was close!" Said Septra.
"Come on, this galaxy isn't safe...we would be better off in our Galaxy." Said Kilikan.

"Right, follow me back to our ship." Said Septra.

"I will as soon as you apologize,"

"Fine, I'm sorry. Now go." said Triex.

Lamentii walked over to the ship, and tried to start it. "I think it's broken!"

"Thats it! You guys handle this! I'm outta here!" said Triex and walked toward his old cabin.

((Cya guys tommorow. ))

Septra and Kilikan knew where they were going.
They were coming back home, back to their friends, back to their land.
Back to the War.

"What is this, did someone put bull hormones in your coffee this morning?" Ink hissed at Triex.

He turned away and called after Lamentii: "I really don't think that thing is going anywhere without a replacement trans-flux coil and some jump leads to get it started."

"K bai!" Lamentii walked back to where her flute landed on the ground and picked it up.

Naboo9 let out another sigh "I swear being the Captain of this ship isn't all that it's cut up to be.." he muttered to himself, without waiting form a responce he went off to his cabin

Naboo9 got a message in his cabin, without notice the secured communication screen came on.


"We are in a really cheesy situation, so I like hacked into your computer, sorry, but it is seriously not fuzzy here. A strange and cheesy anomaly are ship is stuck in, and well... are power has been absorbed. So like, yeah... could you send like someone to help us?", a hyperactive voice asked.

Naboo9 sighed "can not get a moment without some catastrophy happening?" he said under his breath "okay bubbles, I'll send a warship called The Ravager to your position, but first... WERE! are you..."

Tears welled in Lamentii's eyes as she stared at her broken flute, Violence is never the answer, why would someone do this to me? She thought as she tried to put the two pieces together.

"What are you doing?" Fravini asked Lamentii.

"what! whos th- oh hai Fravini! Sorry you scared me...."

"Yeah... What are you doing?"

"Nothing, wondering if I'll ever see my home planet again, you know, normal stuff."

"Oh yeah, um... it's um... here. Where ever that is. I'll check", said Bubble.



When he returned he had the coordinates, and quickly responed. "Come soon, our life support systems begin to fail-", but he couldn't finish, the computer's alarm went of, "Danger, Life Support systems failing. Danger, life support systems failing".

"At least you know that you have a home planet." Fravini said sighing.

"whah?"

"I... Don't know anything about myself really."