-Paul-

Two guesses how this is gonna go.

Apparently, I've been on a SPACE STATION this whole time that's called Blackout. That would've been good to know in the first place. Anyway, today's the big day! Time to go tell the guy that haunts my nightmares he can go kiss my ass. 

As soon as I got up, I put on a plain blue T-shirt, Reebok shorts, and put the gem on so I could activate my suit. I've been thinking about giving it a name, by the way. What about "Terrance"? Yeah, I'm stickin' with Terrance. 

I pick up the gem and whisper, "Your name is Terrance." Then, I make Terrance stick to me and make that awesome, blue suit again. Afterwards, I walked across the hall and grabbed Jen so we could go ahead and leave. 

Anyway, once we reached the hangar, everyone was already up and at 'em. We both notice Thorne standing in front of an open ship and he waves us down, so we walk over to him.

"You two ready?" he asks. "By the way, I hope you know that only Paul will be sent down. His suit can handle the missiles, and we need to make sure the foreigner feels safe."

Okay, I can get on board with that. I nod "Ok" to Jen and he guides her away from the ship. He turns back and tells me to hop on it and ride down, so I do as he says. "Wish me luck!" I call to her. She blows me a kiss good-bye and the back of the ship closes. Then, it takes off. Here we go...

Once we arrive, the guy from my dreams is there, and there's a giant ship behind him with the same color scheme as the pod that crashed here a little over a week ago, which is still here. There are no civilians around, so I'm assuming Thorne managed to call in a bomb threat or something.

"Paul Fowler of planet Earth," he starts. "current master of the gem of Altaron. My name is Darksteel. You have mastered the gem's abilities, but I order you to hand it over."

"Jeez, you don't have to be rude about it," I tell him. 

Hon, can you hear me? echoes through my mind.

If you can hear me, be ready. We're launching the missiles now, she warns. Okay, I think, hoping she heard it.

I look up, expecting to see a missile come down. A few seconds later, a bright orange glow streaks through the sky. Oh, wait, there were three of them.

"What is this?" Darksteel demanded. "What have you done?"

I smile at him smugly ... oh, wait. I just realized he can't see my face because of the suit. Dang it. 

"Well," I start, "you're about to get blown to bits, little man."

I laugh at his demise, but when the missiles come down, they don't do crap. He stands there, looking super pissed-off. Oh, no. It didn't work.

"You planned to betray me, Darksteel, Champion of Altaron?" he challenged. 

"Okay, dude, for real ... what the hell is Altaron?" I ask, because seriously, what the heck?

"I don't have time for this," Darksteel grunted. He walked over to his ship. "Gem be damned, I'm destroying you. NO ONE BETRAYS ME!!!" Frick.

Darksteel entered his ship and started to open fire. On me. Great.

I've had a few flying lessons lately, so I've picked up a few tricks.

I flew straight up and spun around repeatedly, trying to dodge his shots. I eventually reached his ship and penetrated the hull. He was standing right in front of me, prepared to fight. DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN!!!

He tried to punch me square in the nose, but I didn't think that would register, due to my suit. But he had packed a pretty big punch because he had a metal two-fingered hand. I held my face for second before recovering. 'Dis bitch is goin' down, by God.

I jerked up suddenly and jabbed him in the gut on the way up. I swung at his face with my right hand, cracking his helmet. With my left hand again, I grabbed him by his tiny head and threw him against the side of the ship. After gripping him by a pressure point in his shoulder, he fell to the ground. I then stomped on his crotch and knelt down. 

"You've lost. Give it up, dumbass. You're done," I told him. That felt great.

He chuckled at my comment. "You have no idea what you've done," he told me.

"Which is?" I ask, totally confused. "You've just started a war," he told me. His hand smacked against the floor and it opened. A ship flew by, caught him, and flew out into space. Well, crap.