Beneath the Ice: An Among Us Fanfiction

Chapter Eleven: Why Stand By When You Could Cause Chaos?

"Okay, we're scientists, we should be able to figure this stuff out, right?"

Epsilon rubbed his face as they started at it again. He wondered if he should intervene and decided not to.

"Are we seriously going to go through this again?! How long have we been trying to do this and failing?"

"Longer than I have," Epsilon muttered. Wren and Luna looked at him and he glanced around pointedly to where Beta and Sunset would be. "And they have."

"Okay Mr. Grumpy," Wren scoffed, gesturing vaguely to the fence and Storage, "let's just say that, what, your experiment doesn't explode on our kids, which it did on mine. Then what, huh?"

Epsilon glared at Wren. Of all the people in the world, he thought that she would be one of the most understanding. "Then it's mission accomplished. Seriously, Dr. Rhys, how much thought do you think that I put into this?"

"Not enough," she snapped back. "Petri and everyone else is literally in the lion's den right now and you're not worried about your little risk?"

"She'll know what to do if it gets to be too dangerous, I trust her."

Wren gave Epsilon a look that asked, are you sure about that? And honestly, he wasn't. "Well then, Captain Foster, I suppose the only thing left now is to wait for this to blow up in your face."

Epsilon sighed, "Luna, please help me."

Luna jumped, like Epsilon had just shocked her out of a deep line of thinking. "What? Oh, yeah. Wren, please be nice—"

"Me be nice?" Wren paced around, ignoring the pieces of hail that were phasing through her. Her curly brown hair nearly covered her face, which almost concealed her angry expression. "Luna, our kids are literally in the hands of some incompetent captain that's off her rocker! Did you see her response to Sunset's death?!"

"Don't you dare call my kid that again," Epsilon growled. "As for her response, what did you want her to do—freak everyone on the squad out? Her response was tactical and logical. The squad is more shaken than they need to be and honestly, if she had freaked out on everyone, then they'd be in an even worse place than they are now."

"For the love of life, everyone in MIRA's lost someone at some point or another," Wren slammed her hand into a wall. Or at least, tried to. It phased right through and that seemed to make her even more mad. "Don't you think that maybe she'd realize that having a captain that they could relate to might actually help her in terms of trust?"

Epsilon shook his head. Let it go, let it go, let it go— "Staying strong for a team is the best thing to do, Wren. When you have other people looking up to you for guidance, you need to keep a calm exterior and be that beacon. A crew always follows their captain. That goes to crying miserably on the ground and howling your grief. Justice did what I trained her to do. She is that beacon and I sure hope it stays that way."

He turned around and phased back through the wall and into Lab. Beta was pacing around near the entrance, and pounced on him once he entered.

"What's going on? Have they found a way to communicate yet? How long will it take for them to finally be safe? Is there any viable way to warn them about who it is?"

Epsilon held out a hand. "Hold your horses, Cadet. We haven't even gotten the Coke problem sorted out yet, much less how to talk with people who literally can't hear us."

"Clasher can," Beta muttered. "I still don't get why we can't just tell him who freaking murdered us!"

"Some devious work of whoever created the universe, I guess." Epsilon shrugged. "I've had enough with whoever it is making Wren address me as Captain. Ugh. Like, too uptight."