“Has anyone seen Jake?” Jake’s little cat familiar asked the room.

Everyone shook his or her heads, the little white cat sighed as it looked at the ground. Aerie walked over and picked her up, she sat down and began scratching the cat’s ears, and the cat looked up at the girl, “I’m not a dog.”

Aerie frowned, “You are while I’m holding you.” She stated firmly.

The little cat, sighed in defeat.

Jake looked quickly around the cabin he was staying in and noticed the sleeping hump of Dalcon in the bunk opposite his.

“Hope he’s still asleep.” He murmured quietly, immediately an image of brown sparkling liquid bubbling away in a lovely glass, his mouth began watering, but then another thought hit him, “Where would they hide it?” he wondered aloud.

Of course they would hide it, no one knew what would happen if he got drunk. He’d never been drunk before it would be fun from everything he had heard about it.

“Where would who hide what?” Dalcon asked sleepily, from where he lay in his bunk.

“You know, the drink, booze, swig, the grog, a pint, you know the rest.” Jake explained.

Dalcon nodded sleepily, “Whatever, I’m going back to sleep.” So saying snoring immediately sprang up from the bunk.

Jake groaned and stood up, “Guess I had better leave.” He muttered.

He left the room and walked out into the corridor, he looked down at the steel floor as he walked along, thinking about somehow getting his hands on one bottle at least.

Suddenly he walked head first into someone.    

He looked up to find Daigo glaring down at him, the engineer was much taller then the short of stature Jake, and was much more heavily built.

“Out of the way, Wild Mage.” He ordered grumpily.

Another thing that made Jake slightly afraid of the big man was the fact that Daigo hated magic and him. He also hated Alidor his best friend and just about everyone else on the ship, but he was a wiz when it came to keeping their machines together.

Anyway Jake quickly side stepped around the engineer and made his way to the nearest lift, maybe the alcohol would be stored in the food storage room, he wondered.

The lift in front of him opened and Elesse walked out, wearing a T-shirt with the words Jake and Elesse forever written on the front. Surrounded by a massive love heart. Elesse brightened at the sight of Jake, “Jake what a wonderful surprise, wait where are you running too?” she asked, as Jake made a desperate break for the next lift, “Wait come back!” she cried franticly.

Jake looked over his shoulder at Elesse and screamed in fear as she had almost caught up with him, he put on another burst of speed and managed to make it to the open door. It closed just in time behind him, he heard the sound of Elesse pounding on the door, and he quickly pressed the button to go to the floor where the storage room was located.

He let out a sigh of relief before promptly slipping on the smooth metal floor and smashing his face into the door.

Anyway Jake’s nose hurt a lot. It had also began to bleed, “Curse my luck.” Immediately his foot began to slip again, “No, I was only joking!” his foot stopped moving and Jake continued to apologize, “I’m really sorry. Really, really.”

He heard a faint, “You better be.”

Jake shivered as the door opened in front of him, revealing another long straight corridor with doors unevenly placed along the wall on either side. Also a heavily built man stood in front of a door, looking and acting like a very evil person.

Calden Sey’Exton, the demon lord. Jake grinned, the guy wasn’t quite as evil as people seemed to think, and the demons he commanded were very good card players, if you got past the fact that they had large bat wings, horns, hooves, and very bad breath, although they were trying to improve their breath by brushing their teeth everyday.

Jake waved to Calden, “Hey Demon Lord, whastis it ya doing?” he asked in very bad English.

Calden looked at him in puzzlement, “Wha?” he asked, sounding half asleep, or in the middle of a big evil plot.

ANYWAY, Jake walked up to Calden, who it became quite obvious that he was plotting something verging on evil.

“SO Calden, watch ya plotting?” Jake asked.

Calden looked at the door and began tapping his fingertips together really fast, “I am plotting to, get into this room.”

Jake looked up at the massive door, “That’ll take some time.” He muttered, “What’s behind it?”

Calden shrugged, “I uhn’t know?”

This is not the middle of the story however this is very special as it helps to distract the reader from the story you are trying to read. Or maybe you’re just pretending to read.

Jake stared up at the door; it was very big, a whole two millimeters in height, very impressive! “Wow it’s very impressive” (Hey that’s what I said! Stupid characters always copying me) “So how we going to fit through it?” Jake asked.

Calden shrugged, “I’ll blow it up with evil plottiness.”

Jake nodded in understanding, “Ahhhh, evil plottiness.”

Calden looked at the door with evil plottiness eyes for several long moments with no result.

Jake looked at Calden, “I know what you did last summer.”

Calden nodded, “Yeah I was out slaughtering mortals, what of it?”

Jake held up both hands in the universal sign of peace, “Nothing, nothing.”

Calden nodded back, “Gooooood.” He said evilly. “ I like my TV Dinners.”(What this has to do with it, I the narrator don’t know, I swear these characters are really just trying to confuse me.)

ANYWAY, Jake looked at Calden, “You are weird.”

Calden turned to Jake suddenly, “What was that!”

“Nothing, nothing. I didn’t say nothing, did I door?” Jake said quickly.

Calden nodded, “Gooooood.” Before going of into another wishful thinking, “I like my cat.”

Jake looked at Calden, “I’m the only one with a cat on this ship.” He stated.

Calden looked around, “What ship, I don’t see know ship, what’s a ship?”

Jake stamped his foot, “The ship is what we are standing in, you big fool.”

Calden looked at Jake angrily, “What did you call me?”

Jake held both hand s out in front of him, “Nothing, nothing.”

Calden nodded, “Gooooood.”, and then, “I like my evil mutated pen lid.”

Jake shook his head, “I think, I give up on my quest.” he murmured.

Welcome to the end of the end of this story, (Finally freedom, from Calden and his strange talkings (What did you say!) nothing, nothing (Gooooood), I really hate this, ohhhh.)

The end I hope.

I’m pretty certain it’s the end anyway.

Now I’m feeling very sure, I think.

Good Calden’s gone, stupid, (What did you say!) oh damn, (Gooooood)

Goodbye, I’m outta here.

I think

(Good That Pesky Narrator Has Left Now I Will Resort To The Highest Measure, I Will Write A Letter)

A……. To be continued.