...Still nothing posted...

Sky shook Kali violently. "KALI!!!! THE INTERNET IS BLOWING UP!!!!"

Kali let her friend shake her. "Sky... calm down!"

"Sorry." Sky stopped and sat down. "My mind is blowing up...."

Suddenly, the announcements screeched and the head master's voice rang through the system. "Attention all students! We have strict rules here at Destroya and we expect you to follow them. When we say lights out, it doesn't mean stay up and roam around as you please! And for that, one of your own, a star, will be punished and has been sent to the deadly three! This student, as you may have found out, is none other than internet sensation X!" A gasp came across the school. The head master knew that she had caught the attention of the students. "Since it is a very special pupil to you, I'm willing to make an exception." The whispers that were going on, were suddenly shushed. "Anyone that finds me the Celestic Key will be shown X's identity and will be given the privilege to let them go if they wish to do so. But, if you don't give the key to me before sundown of the third night of the Mir Star festival, your idol will be trapped on the deathly three FOREVER!!!!!!" The Head Master laughed so hard that she began to choke and cough. "Urgh... that is all." The PA screeched before a deathly silence fill the school.

Kali shook Sky like Sky had done to her. "SKY!!! THIS IS BAD!!! THIS IS VERY BAD!!!!"

Sky took her friend by the shoulders and stopped her. "Get a hold of yourself Kal!" She cried. "We have got to get to the bottom of this! Something does not feel right! If Fawn really is X, why wouldn't she tell us?"

Kali calmed down enough to think about it. "Hmm... I guess you're right. We need to get as much information on this as we can."

With that, the two got to work.

***

...On one of the deadly three...

Fawn had been chained to a rock and was forced to work day and night, chipping away at a bolder. The ground was dry, the air was dry, the atmosphere was dry. There was barely enough oxygen to sustain a liveable habitat. A long chain connected Fawn with the other prisoners of the deadly three.

Beads of sweat dripped from Fawn's forehead down her face and splattered the ground below as she worked. The inforcers rarely gave the prisoners a time for break and rest, so they would be worked from dusk to dawn.

"What's wrong? The inter-galactic space star can't handle the heat?" One of the prisoners laughed.

Fawn just ignored him and kept working.

"Are you missing your air conditioning ship with your big ol' fancy jacuzzi?" The prisoner laughed some more.

Fawn kept working and ignored the comments the other prisoners were making. They're crooked laughs echoed inside of her head, chanting her to fight back. But she knew she had to ignore them. It was the best thing to do, though it was the hardest thing to do. She was positive that the lock that the key opens was on this moon, if she stayed there long enough, she knew that she would find it and find out how to possibly save the Galaxy.

"Alright! Time for dinner and then lights out!" One of the patrol officers called.

The prisoners put down their instruments and one by one went to the mess hall, still linked by the chain, grabbed some food and sat at their spot at the table. Once seated, the patrol head gave a few words, they all said Grace in whatever language they were native to before chowing down on the slop.

"This is the best food we've had!" Some of the prisoners joked.

One of the prisoners leaned over and snatched Fawn's desert away from her. Glaring into her eyes he said, "around here pop princesses don't get desert!" He snickered and sat back into his seat.

Fawn was hurt, but didn't show it. She kept on eating the dirt-like food that sat in front of her. Most of the prisoners were guys. The ones around her were all large, strong, mean guys aged 30 - 50. They had other intentions for the teenage girl.

"Alright! Time for lights out!" The patrol head called and one by one, the prisoners got up and went to their bunks. The bunks were shared amongst two prisoners. Once Fawn got to hers, her bunk mate had taken up both beds.

"Um..." She tried to get his attention.

"Pop princesses sleep on the floor!" He scoffed and all the other prisoners joined him in his laugh.

Fawn wanted to cry. She wanted to let everything out. But she couldn't let them win. She remained calm and sat down on the floor. Moments later, the lights turned off and all the prisoners were asleep. All but Fawn. Fawn slipped out of the chain and snuck out of the cabin. She knew she had to find the lock and get off of the moon before she was caught.

As quickly and quietly as she could, Fawn raced around the moon trying to look for the lock. She was about to give up hope, her feet ached with all the blisters and bruises which were on the souls of her feet. Each step was like walking on burning hot volcano rocks. She was about to collapse when a shimmer caught her eye, a small box embedded inside of a rock shinned dimly in the light. Two diagonal clefts in the box created an  X shape on the top.

(An idea of what the box looked like-ish)

Just as she was about to pull the key out, a voice from afar made her jump.

"Hey! You! Stop right there!"

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{Cliff Hanger! Who is the mysterious person? Will Sky and Kali get to Fawn in time? Will the galaxy explode? What is inside the box? All will be answered in the next and following chapters.}