"The house specialty is sea rat. Used to be a staple food harvested in the Ganymede sea. The gate stabilised food, wasn't scarce anymore and people stopped eating it. Add some fancy ad campaigns then it became a delicacy." Jet was looking through the menu, "And... is it tasty?" Spike looks up, "It's totally disgusting, people eat it anyway for status it's in now." I take a sip from my glass, "Well then I guess I'm out. Lobster miso stew please." Spike taps on the keypad next to the projected menu on the table, "Order accepted, thank you." There was a beep, "Well... I wanted to order the most expensive thing on the menu." Spike rests his cheek in his hand, "Cause you think when we bag this guy you're gonna be rich?" Jet puts on a pair of glasses, "Come on... come on... morph... oh that's Morgan alright." Jet gives a thumbs up, "Oh you are adorable Cowboy. Thinking you're gonna be the one to send him to prison." I stand up and I let my fingers run through Spike's hair as I walk away from our table, "Should we just grab him and forget about breakfast?" Spike reached out and wrapped his arm around my waist to stop me, "Hey waiter! Where's my sea rat saunteé?" Morgan shouts and cackles with laughter, "Hmm?" I saw a group of people walk to his table, they had sea rat masks on and there was a woman in purple, fanning her face, "Wait." Spike tightens his grip, "That woman..." I furrow my brows, "LOOK OU-!" I shout but it was too late as the people in sea rat masks blew countless holes in his body, they shot the lights out and we were plunged into darkness, the three of us hid under the table, "Yeesh." Spike shakes his hand after trying to grab his drink but a bullet was shot just shy of his hand, suddenly there was a hologram projected in the air with a dolphin and the words 'Space Warriors' spinning around, "Attention, we the space warriors are eco soldiers working night and day to help preserve the environment and protecting endangered species all across the universe! Thank you for your cooperation!" An audio clip played, "Where have I seen her before." I knock my forehead, "Oh that's right! She's got a twenty five million bounty of her head!" I put my fist in my hand, "Wowee, now that's a bounty I can get my head wrapped around." I leap over the table, "Nat!" Jet hisses.
"Now hold it right there." I held my gun to her head, "Mum!" The sea rats turn around in the elevator, "Take it easy you don't want to see dear mummy hurt now do you?" I grin at the men who held their guns up, "You better let her go!" They shout, "How's our boy Morgan?" Spike asks, he trudges over with his hands in his pocket, "Ugh. He's all full of holes." Jet groans, "Thanks to you we lost our reward but I know for a fact you've got some nice woolongs on your head. Twenty five million," I take a breath and smile, "If you hurt her we'l-" The sea rats almost step out, "Hold your fire. These are professional bounty hunters there's nothing we can do now." She had her hands up, "Mum!" They call out, "Take care of the base while I'm away. I'll be back in no time." She says, "Better head out rat boys, I don't think you want to be here when the police show up." Spike grins, "Hang in there mum!" They say, "Oh and Harrison, you'll get your punishment when I return." She had a sly smirk, "No! Mother!" Harrison lifts his mask and shouts, the other sea rats holding him back as the elevator door closes, "It's Harrison's lucky day, Mama won't be home for a while." Spike smirks.
"Universal environmental protection society?" Spike looks at our screen, "More like environmental terrorists." I sigh and lay down on the couch, resting my head on Spike's lap, "They call themselves the Space Warriors used to be a good group of dedicated workers preserving the environment to protect endangered species. They did great work all around the asteroids. But a few years ago a new leader took over the group and everything changed. Most of the members lucked out but the others became part of the crime syndicate. They have a special thing for the Ganymede sea rats and guess who's in charge of these psycho terrorists." Jet says and we look at Murdock, "Please don't associate us with common terrorists. We are warriors of peace the noble battle for the law of nature." She was tied up, "Yeah, yeah, now how do we pick up that reward?" Spike asks, "The Ganymede police but the government just blocked it." I close my eyes, Spike opens a can of soda and it sprays everywhere, "What?!" He looks at me, "Idiot." I wipe my face which had speckles of soda dotted everywhere, "Just hold on, I'm trying to track it, the government cancelled their offer as of yesterday." Jet types, "Why'd they do that?!" Spike asks, "Look, there's no trace of that terrorist attack anywhere." Jet scours the internet, "Man, what's going on?" Spike grumbles, "You must be very discouraged, might as well let me go you've lost." She chuckles, "Shut it lady, you were worth a pretty penny and I wonder what happened." I use my foot and push her chair back, tilting it on its back two legs, "Calm down sweetheart, geez." Spike sighs, there was a beep, "Hii! I just picked up your signal and I have a slight problem, I'm kind of out of fuel at the moment, if you can just take me to Ganymede I'd be very appreciative." We heard a voice, "No way." Spike smirks and the three of us lean over, "Or if you could give me a spare fuel rod. I'd pay you back of course... ARE YOU LISTENING! I KNOW YOU'RE THERE SAY SOMETHING!" Faye shouts, we slowly float to her and she sighs.
