The Space Voyage (G/T P!Septiplier)

Wrong Guys

"Mark, wait up!" Mark glanced over his shoulder to see Jack walking after him. He said nothing and kept running, his eyes trained on the ships as they landed in the forest. He knew the giant would catch up easily, and he wanted to get to the rescue fleet as soon as possible. They needed to know about the others, they were in trouble!

"Hey!" Mark called again. He waved his arms as he ran into the clearing the ships had landed in. "Hey, I'm here! Hey!" As he approached, the ships opened. People came out and looked at Mark as he slowed to a walk and came up to them.

"Mark Fischbach?" A woman asked. Mark nodded.

"Yes! Yes I am!" He panted. He took a few seconds to catch his breath before he added, "Holy shit am I glad to see you guys. I've been waiting forever!"

"I'm sure you have been," a young man chimed in. "But we're here now." Mark nodded, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you!" Before he could tell them about the others, he noticed one of the younger people amongst them and widened his eyes. "Did you bring a kid on this job!?" The boy bristled and shot Mark a fierce glare.

"Well, Billy's qualified," the woman interjected. "He brought us here."

"Really?" Mark looked at Billy with awed respect. "That's incredible, I wish I was that clever at your age." He turned to the young man. "How did you find me though? I could have been anywhere in Sector D."

"We pinged the Aurora's last known location," the man answered quickly. Mark sighed and looked around, wondering where Jack was.

"Yeah. I-I don't know what happened to her, one minute she was flying fine... the next we were being pulled in by this world's gravity." He realized Jack was probably staying hidden so he wouldn't scare off Mark's rescuers; sure enough, he spotted some of the giant's green hair blending in behind some foliage, and he smiled before turning away to look at the woman.

"Jack keep your head down!" Mat whispered.

"Sorree!" Jack muttered. He fidgeted and tried to keep his pale skin hidden behind the leaves.

"At least your hair blends in," Felix murmured, amused. Jack scowled at Felix.

"Speak for yourself you blonde meatball!" He retorted.

"Hey, quiet!" Nate snapped from Mat's pocket. "They'll hear you."

"Is that necessarily a bad thing?" Felix dared to take another peek. "I mean, they're here, turns out Mark was right; so can they go home now?"

"Not yet," Jack murmured. His chest was being clenched by the invisible claws of anxiety. He didn't know why he was so nervous! Then it hit him; he didn't want to say goodbye to Mark, not yet at least. A wave of sadness washed over Jack, but he tried to bury it. He needed to let Mark go home.

I'll really miss him though, Jack thought to himself. Even if he hasn't been here that long, we've become such good friends... Jack smiled sadly. At least he can go back home and be happy again. All we need to do now is find his friends.

But what happened next was not what Jack expected.

"Do you have any information on this world?" Mark asked. The woman shook her head.

"Afraid not. But we do that you're the last survivor." She smiled. "And that's all that matters." Mark frowned. They didn't know about the others?