Planet of the Stars

Chapter 21: Blackout 2

"What weapon?" I demanded.

"I'm surprised you don't remember doll. It's the weapon we got because you left us." Timothy says.

I dig my arm back into Timothy's throat.

"Do not call me doll! I am not your doll, or anyone else doll." I hiss.

I felt blackness overtaking my eyes, and brain. I was staving it off, but it was getting harder.

"Felicity please restrain these two. I need to go do something."

Felicity had gotten very good at reading my face. She nodded. I walked out of the room. Outside of the room I stumbled to the couch before letting the black out take over. I was in a dangerous position though.

I had no anchor to the present this time. I tumbled into oblivion while the black out took over. I opened my eyes, and the sound of the engine was the first thing I heard. I stretched, then rolled out of bed. I changed into my clothes, then left the room.

Amara and Timothy were in the cockpit talking in low voices. I entered and they abruptly stopped.

"Hey doll good morning." Timothy says.

"Morning Timothy." I say.

I walk forward and Timothy snakes his arm around my waist, then presses a kiss on my hand.

"Did we get a job?" I ask.

"Yes, we're heading there right now." Timothy says.

"What are we doing?" I ask, and sit on Timothy's lap.

"We have to go get a part from the Galactica Galaxy and the planet Redford." Amara says.

"Alright what part do we have to get and for who?" I ask.

"We have to get the part of an engine and it's for someone of the name Dontea." Timothy says.

I nodded. I barely noticed Amara and Timothy share a glance. I was looking through the window into the sky. The stars were very pretty. I felt Timothy rest his hand on my hip. Amara scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Don't hate because you're alone." Timothy teases.

"I'm not hating I'm just annoyed at how touchy feely you guys are." Amara says.

"Well what else do you expect us to do?" Timothy teased.

"There are other ways to express love without being so touchy feely. That's all I'm saying." Amara says almost forlornly.

I look back out the window, and I recognize where we are.

"Guys we need to turn back now." I say.

Timothy keeps going.

"Timmy, did you hear me?!?! This is Big Brother territory! We have to leave!" I say.

"I'm sorry doll, but we lied to you, this is where we're going." Timothy says.

"Why?!?!" I demanded.

"They have us under their thumb with this one. We couldn't do anything." Timothy says.

"You could have told me that you didn't have any choice instead of lying to me!" I yell.

"You're right we should have told you." Timothy says.

"Then why didn't you?" I ask.

"Because we knew how you would react." Amara says.

"I'd be against it yes, but if you told me the that I would've understood." I say.

"Yes, but you would've tried to think of a way to get through it without doing exactly what they want." Amara says.

"And what exactly do they want?" I demand.

"They want a trade." Amara says.

"And I'm guessing it's not exactly legal." I say.

"Well to be fair nothing we do is legal." Amara says.

"What do they want?" I sigh.

"They want information we have on the whereabouts of a certain group of people." Timothy says.

I could tell he was being very cautious.

"What group?" I demand.

"The Hallow Eves." Timothy says.

"You can't be serious." I hiss.

Timothy and Amara don't say anything. That's how I know they're telling the truth.

"They are peaceful people. In fact they're neutral!They've survived, because Big Brother hasn't found them yet. If we give them information we're basically giving them permission to descend upon that planet, and control their lives!" I say.

"We don't have anything else. They can tell when people are lying." Amara says.

"All this for an engine part?!?!" I demand.

"It's not an engine part. They said if we do this they'll turn a blind eye to you being a crystal-user." Timothy says.

"That's not important to me." I say.

"It is to us. Having a crystal-user not being "known" is a great asset to us." Amara says.

"At the cost of people's lives is not a good reason to do this!" I demand.

"Well I'm sorry. It's too late and it's two against one." Amara says.

"Timmy." I say.

"I'm sorry doll." Timothy says, then lands on the planet.

I feel myself boiling with anger.

"Then this is my last mission with you guys and now you owe me a favor." I snap.

"Works for me." Amara says.

"Doll." Timothy began.

"Do not doll me! We are no longer together! I can't be with someone, or a team who lies to me, and does this to innocent people." I say.

I let the ramp down, and head out. Timothy and Amara follow after me. I put the ramp back up and head towards the building I need to take care of. The building had the doors open.

"So they're expecting us." I say, and I feel my hands instinctually flare open ready to summon my swords.

The guards were standing at the door waiting to let us through. I passed them tensely. I hadn't been on a Big Brother base sense I was released, and being back gave me anxiety. Timothy and Amara were behind me. The guards closed the doors behind us, then escorted us to where we needed to go. They led us to giant doors, and they opened. We were led into a big room, and low lighting. There were two figures standing.

"Glad you could make it. We've been expecting you." The voices say.

They were cold, and echoed through the room. Timothy and Amara stopped beside me. I grit my teeth together.

"Who arranged this meeting?" One of the voices echo.

I see Timothy step forward. I felt my jaw tense and a bit of a pang go through my heart. He did that. My surroundings started swimming, and I was being dragged somewhere else.