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"Ok." Abe said, jumping into the basket.

As the ship flew through the air, Jack sat, helmet off, and thought deeply. Hope was in her medic bay. Jack opened long-wave radio from the ship's console.

"HQ, this is Grayhawke. I have completed the mandate, requesting further orders. I would smile upon an order to RTB, as all of us are low on health and food, over."

"This is HQ to Grayhawk. Grayhawk, who else is with you? Over."

"This is Grayhawk. I'm accompanied by Manta and a survivor. He won't tell me his organization, but he saved my neck, and seems to know something about the zombies we don't. Orders? Over."

"This is HQ. Grayhawk, RTB with Manta and the survivor, all the way to the way back. I have some important questions for him."

((All this is audible to Abe))

"Is HQ able to hear me right now?" Abe asked. "Anyways, where are we going? And how long will I be gone?"

"Hello there," answered the radio. "I can hear you. To answer, I won't tell you the location over longwave radio, but you won't be gone for long and we'll return you to the island in the end, if that's what you want. Think of it as a two-day vacation."

"Hm... interesting." Abe said quietly. "Ok then, sure. Vacation sounds nice." He then sat back in his seat.

Jack had walked into the pilot cabin. When he came out, his helmet was on.

"Great." said the radio. "We can start... NOW!"

The armored Jack jabbed a needle into Abe's neck, and he fell to the floor, completely out of it.

When Abe awoke, he was disoriented and alone. It was dark. He was tied to a chair. He was also starting to doubt the whole 'vacation' idea. Suddenly, the lights flashed on, blinding him for a moment. As he squinted into the lights, he made out the shape of another person to his left. It was... Jack? To his right, he saw a woman, who he remembered to be Hope. in front of him was a taller woman, dressed in tight leather and holding a metal rod.

The woman smiled at him.

"So, this is the survivor you brought me, Jack?"

Jack was silent.

"Insolent! I created you, you should show me some respect."

Jack remained silent.

"SPEAK TO ME WHEN I TELL YOU!"

Jack maintained the motion and vocabulary of a brick. The woman walked over to him and pressed a hand against his neck. She felt no pulse.

Jack was dead.

(Is this your way of ending this, or are you switching over to Hope?)

You'll see. Roll with it.

(Ok)

Abe looked over. "He's... dead?..." he asked quietly. "Just when I was getting comfortable being around him, like a friend..." He then looked around him. "Hey, where did my sword and shield go?"

"Hah! As if I would tell you that. No, don't be afraid for your sword and shield, we've got those taken care of. Guards! Take the body away. Jack was useful when alive, but I've got no reason to keep his body."

A pair of helmeted guards took up Jack's body and left the room, presumably towards an incinerator. Hope just sat there, equally silent. They quickly discovered that Hope was dead, as well.

That's strange, thought the woman. I didn't make them with a suicide power... Oh. "GUARDS! Stop the men taking Jack's body away and tell them to put the body in solitary confinement. Do the same with this girl."

Suddenly, another man burst into the room. The woman recognized him as Josh Stone, the first Archangel and hero of earth. "Where did you take him?! Where's Jack?"

"In solitary. Or about to be."

"Why? You know why he did it. Don't bother doing anything with the body, he's dead. Archangels have never come back from that state."

"Yes, that's true." she paused, and touched a radio button. "Guards, change of plan. Put the bodies in the incinerator."

"Um, how did they die?" Abe asked. "Just what is going on here?! And if you want me to calm down, I suggest that you at least put my sword and shield in the same room as me where I can see them!" He started to get worked up, struggling in his seat.