"What the-" A stream of curse words flew from Artemesia's mouth as she grabbed Chris' arm to pull him up. "What is that?" The ship shook again and the two fell over. Artemesia nervously looked around, fiddling with the lasso.

Outside were two large ships. They were long and sleek, each a dark gray and emblazoned with a logo.

Seeing this symbol, Chris let out a whimper and hid behind Keith. He was taller than the younger boy, though.

She darted behind Artemesia, and Brooke was thankful for her small stature

(No water= Brooke youre useless)

Kieth was as still as a statue, his arms were hoisting an unconsious Claudius from off the ships metal floor. Keith didn't mind the older boy, instead he focused on getting answers.

He stumbled before falling to the ground, the lightening bolt shaped fabric falling on him as the glass fell. As it touched him the red fabric covered his body. "Ugh! Spandex!" He cursed trying to stand just to fall again.

''Get over it will you?'' Kieth shouted slinging Claudius over his shoulder like a doll. He stepped forwards towards the glass of the ship and peered at the attackers.

"W-what are t-those..?" she stammered nervously

(what are thooooooooosssseeeee)

''No idea, now quit asking questions no one can anwser.'' Kieth growled dragging claudius over to a wall, propping him up, and slapping him across the face yelling, ''Wake up!''

Claudius didn't respond.

"S-sorry," She said worryingly.

(Brooke be useless out here)

"Well, it seems like he knows!" Artemesia pointed an accusing finger at Chris.

''Chris,'' Keith said in a deathly serious tone, ''Who are they and why are they here.'' He said turning around to face the older boy.

claudius opened his eyes slowly rubbing the side of his face.