Jason was escorted to the bridge being carefully guarded by strange beings coated in fur, lizard skin on their gorilla faces, their single horn standing out from the top of their forehead, and their black two piece outfit was simply a shirt that had a belt and what seemed to be black briefs with a belt. They had armor decorating their legs and exposed lower arms. Dragos's had new goons doing his bidding. Of course, that much hadn't changed for the emperor.

During the walk throughout the spaceship there was a distinctive moment where they had to pause and brace themselves when it felt like the ship was going through some difficult. In the next moment, the turbulence settled down. They resumed moving with the unarmed Star Command officer. Jason was brought to the bridge where the small group stepped back from him, his hands cuffed by metal binds, leaving him to stare at what was undoubtedly Star Command from across. And Dragos was standing in front of the front console with one hand on it.

"Jason. . ." Dragos said.

"Dragos," Jason said. "I see you have been treated well."

"Long time no see," Dragos said. "The last time I saw you, I was at the top of my game and prepared to gain a lot."

"You were prepared to start a intergalactic incident which would lead into a Star War," Jason said.

"Mmmhhm," Dragos replied.

"And you very well will this time," Jason said.

"Do you have any last words for your commander over there?" Dragos said

"You are defenseless," Jason said. "And your words are very hollow. Surrender before you get yourself killed."

"You think I am defenseless?" Dragos said, furiously then had a unexpected hearty laugh. "You have not changed."

"Last time, you just had a weapon that could transport people to another universe and you let drones do what you wanted. I recall destroying all of your drones with my starfire and space junk," Jason explained, cheerfully. "You are in no position to attack Star Command. And I am sure your army wants to attack more entertaining targets."

"I may not have my army but I do have one thing," Dragos said. "The piece of mind to destroy what you love," he grew a big grin. "I had this ship upgraded during my time away and added much needed systems." he patted on the black counter. "Much as I like you to be uncuffed, this display of power requires you in the most vulnerable place. The same place that you left me in before. I had almost nothing left before you sent me away. No territory to rule over, no subjects to guide, no subjects to use, just me and my loyal allies. What new territory which lead to the unfriendly deep space routes into even more deep space that I had given away is all I had left when I returned!"

Dragos pressed a series of buttons then stepped aside with a maniac laugh.

"Say goodbye to Star Command, Jason!" Dragos declared.

Jason watched red blasts soar toward Star Command.

"No," Jason said. "Gampu is still in there!" The two guards restrained him. "No!"

The camera reeled back to reveal the side of Dragos's face.

"He has always been there," Dragos said, taking off his helmet and placed it onto the counter. "Time that he got kicked out." Was added with a evil laugh.

Star Command was struck repeatedly before Jason's eyes.

"No!" Jason shouted.

The cracks were spreading throughout the towers. The three towers were groaning from inside the academy, trembling from side to side, ready to fall from the repeated blasts. The ground beneath had become wobbly to anyone standing inside of the planetoid. If anyone was still there at all, as there was, it wasn't a good place to be. The rounded ball structure exploded sending debris flying into space.

The guards let go of Jason's arms.

Jason fell to his knees feeling pain striking him all over with his hands on his stomach.

Dragos pressed on the buttons again.

Hundreds of blasts flew toward the towers. The towers were struck repeatedly by blasts. The first one was ripped apart by the masses of energy blasts. The bio-dome between the two towers exploded. Blast after blast struck into the planetiod ripping apart piece by piece. The smaller buildings were struck being given a good beating. Pieces of metal, glass, wires, and paneling flew out into the vacuum of space. Jason screamed, trembling, out of pain much to the shock and the delight of Dragos.

"One more attack," Dragos said. "Then it's everyone else you love dearly."

Dragos pressed the buttons with a final rush.

From out of the void appeared forty-five space crafts.

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"There he is!" Came a member of blue team 2, Doctor Jart, acting as the pilot.

"Moving in the coordinates as given," came the navigator Nurse Maxwell.

"Get the plan into gear," Tee Gar said, moving toward the door. "Make every second count with the seeker drones, Professor Parsafoot!"

Parsafoot nodded, standing up front holding on to the remote device that seemed to be joined of two machines.

Everyone wore what seemed to be heavy white boots and white watches.

"It's going to be alright, Jason," Parsafoot said. "Gampu."

Parsafoot moved the gray stick forward.

"What is this?" Dragos asked.

Dragos observed Seekers flying in the way of the falling apart Star Command.

"WHAT IS THIS?" Dragos demanded, again.

Jason lifted his head up toward the view screen.

"It's the Academy," Jason said.

Dragos watched the seekers be destroyed one by one while another rescue seeker soared underneath them heading toward a white speck.

"Your precious academy friends," Dragos said.

A silver speck flew out of the rescue seeker.

Dragos pressed on the buttons then watched a wave of ice encapsulate the blasts leaving behind a gigantic wave then it made a one hundred degree turn in the direction of one of many floating specks. The Cryotron fired creating a unique pattern around the figure that resembled a 'c'. There were various layers of the pattern. The white speck crashed against a gray speck visibly slowing down. The gray speck grabbed on the white speck then was brought back into the dark toward the moving rescue seeker continuing to make evasive moves.

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"One. . . two. . . THREE!" Tee Gar pressed the button and the door went up.

Tee Gar was sucked out of the seeker with a rope wrapped around his waist.

"Commander!" Tee Gar shouted, reaching his hand out. "I am coming!"

Gampu was freely flying away from the academy but going out much slower than he had been earlier.

The ice was quickly melting before Tee Gar's eyes.

"Come on, come on, come on," Tee Gar had a hand out reached for Gampu. "Closer, closer, closer!"

Tee Gar caught on to the man's boot then tugged back at the rope.

"I got you, I got you, I got you," Tee Gar assured him.

Tee Gar noted that Gampu was significantly injured.

The trauma of the blast had simply knocked him out quite temporarily. It was easy to assume it as there was no responses coming from Gampu. There was cuts on his face from being sucked out among a wreckage of glass and metal. Tee Gar brought the unconscious commander to his level which is when he noticed that the old man had a hand tightly wrapped around a white robotic body lacking a head. Exactly to the tea that Will had told Laura. They were forcibly yanked back into the rescue seeker. Walsters pressed the button then the door closed to the vastness of space and gravity returned as did oxygen inside. Gampu's arm was peeled off Peepo's figure.

The danger wasn't over yet for the group as the extent of the injuries were quite apparent. The Commander add on jacket was ripped off his figure revealing the standard uniform similar to cadets but different due to the color. The uniform was placed under his head. Gampu's eyes slowly opened to see the inside of the rescue craft to observe Tee Gar giving orders. The hot searing pain from his legs began to dull down with a press of a hypospray against his neck.

"We will need to operate on his legs at the academy," Tee Gar noted. "We need a million energy units and hurry!"

"We are working on it!" came Jart.

Tee Gar looked over toward the aware commander.

"Gampu, you can rest now," Tee Gar said. "we can handle it from here."

"I always believed in you," Gampu said.

"Is that the colonel talking or is that commander?" Tee Gar asked.

"Both," Gampu said, giving a tired smile. "Actually. . ." he had a snicker. "Now, I have some beauty rest to catch up on. Recommended from the doctor himself."

Gampu fell asleep visibly relaxed as the rescue seeker trembled from side to side after being struck.

"Can we go any faster?" Walsters asked.

"We will need to use the last ten drone seekers!" Parsafoot announced.

"Use them!" Tee Gar ordered.

"Oraco," Parsafoot said.

Parsafoot watched Star Command from the side window be destroyed as the Rescue Seeker trembled. His home of the last few years was gone in a instant. What was left of it was now space dust. The repeated bombardments on it had left nothing to recover. Nothing to salvage. Nothing to destroy by Federation patrol ships, rescue ships, or Academy seekers. The academy professor kept his bearings well enough that he was able to distract Dragos long till they were into the void heading toward Priplanus.

"Rescue Seeker to Academy Control!" Jart called.

"Academy Control here," Chris said.

"Mission is a success, I repeat, mission is a success!" Jart replied.

From Emergency Command Control there was cheering and hugs from the cadets that had gathered. Gina was among them as was Draymond and other people who had been welcomed in to the academy over the passing four years under Gampu's command. All of them had arrived in concern regarding Gampu's absence. The once thick, dark air had become light and free. Roark nodded, approvingly, toward the sky. The crowded Command Control was filled in relief. The Cryotron from the rescue seeker finally gave out falling off crashing in the direction of the hills. It crashed with a large roar making the ground tremble. Tee Gar and Parsafoot looked at the space monitor observing the white snow filled cloud then they both shared a shrug.

Parsafoot had a look of realization then bolted toward the front.

"We have no more seekers to use, Chris," Parsafoot said. "Out! Completely!"

"Understood," Chris said. "We will be leaving soon as the other Academy Seeker returns. Academy Control out." And the blue glowing gem vanished into the cosmic sand pit.