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I was jolted awake by a loud thump near my head, which was pillowed on something warm and moving. At first I thought that I had fallen asleep with Ray again, until all the events of the past few hours (or was it days, I couldn't tell) came rushing back full force. My body hurt everywhere, and my stomach was trying to eat its self. I sat up and looked around the room, well cargo hold actually. Everyone was asleep except Sam, who incidentally, was my pillow. Remembering the heated words we exchanged, I glared at him.

"Chill, you just looked way uncomfortable the way you were sitting and sleeping." He explained with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. He was actually kind of cute when he was like that. CRAP, "When did I fall asleep and when did you start watch?" if there was a gap between shifts then there was the possibility that the clones came in here and drugged us, but me and Sam where awake so, I'm guessing we haven't been stuck with any needles-yet.

"Would you calm down? I knew you would pass out, cause looked totally beat, and I figured you wouldn't ask me to take first watch. That's what good leaders do." He winked, it was true though, which irritated me to admit. I wanted to look strong for the others, and there was no way in hell I was going to ask SAM for help.

"So you're ok with me being leader of this little-mission impossible?"

"Well, this is the way I see it, despite how I felt of you earlier, you're a damn good leader, you know how to calm people down and give orders. And, hey, as long as we get out of here alive, I'm fine with being your right hand man." Well I soo did NOT see that coming. But I'll roll with it, if he gives me ANY reason to doubt his reasons then I'm going to personally kick his ass. Above us the speakers (which I hadn't even noticed until now) started to crackle and a man's voice said " This is the Captain speaking, all personnel need to ready the students for landing." He repeated his message and then everything went silent.

I looked at Sam and without saying anything we both got up and started waking up the others. Before I got Molly up and awake I heard the door to the cargo hold whoosh open. I grabbed the sleepy girl and lead her behind a box with the word 'GOODS' printed on the side, "Stay here and be quiet." I told her, she just nodded her head; her eyes open wide with fright, and excitement. When I stood back up, five clones were standing there looking at us, shocked. Well I guess that proves that we should have been knocked out from the food.

They got over there surprise quickly though and they all lunged at us. Paul gave a war cry that reminded me of a bear and tackled two of the guys to the floor, slamming their heads together, knocking them out cold (I swear I've seen that in a movie). The others were rushing toward me and Sam. Two of them were going after Sam, probably expecting him to put up more of a fight. But as one of them went pass me, straight for Sam, I kicked his legs out from under him, sending him face first onto the floor. I whipped around to the other guy coming for me and punched him in the stomach, as he doubled over from the blow I kneed him in the face, he crumbled to the floor unconscious. The guy on the ground was now on his feet looking at me. "I'm going to so enjoy this you little slut." He said cruelly.

"Oh really, 'cause so am I." I replied.
He rushed toward me and all I had to do was kick him in the groin and slam his head against the crate next to me.

"Aw to bad, I was starting to really enjoy the action." The new voice came from the man standing in front of all the destruction. He had white hair and a black goatee, his face reminded me of a hawk all pointed and cruel, with beady black eyes that followed you with such a predatorily gaze that you wanted to run for cover. He must have been really rich, because his suit, and shoes practically screamed designer. Not to mention the diamond rings and the gold hoop in his ear. But it wasn't his look that made me, Sam, and Paul freeze. It was the Chief-clones standing all around him (there was at least seven in the room) with guns pointed directly at our heads.

"Molly, dear, please come out here where we can see you. I would like to talk to you." The strange man said.