Billy's boss was behind Santos, and he gred at him, eyes glowing a sinister scarlet. Santos turned, and one of his rge wings brushed him in the face. This made him turn red in the face.

  " Sorry," Santos mumbled.

  "This is Jesus," Billy decred. "Show your respects."

  The Boss rolled his eyes and gred at Santos, who merely had a crazy grin on his face.

  "Yes, show your respects," Santos sneered.

  "You stupid inbred idiots," the Boss yelled. "Why would Jesus be here, on this ship?"

  "Do not question his ways, Crence," Billy argued.

  The Boss stared at the ground, so angry he almost popped a blood vessel. They now knew his name, and didn't like people knowing his name, because he would be easier to find, and now Crence had to waste bullets on killing witnesses.

  He also didn't like that his name didn't sound very scary.

  "Don't ask questions, Crence. Just go with it," Santos snickered.

  Crence merely gred at him and he suddenly was smacked down to the ground as if he were hit by a truck.

  "Ain't no God up in here," Crence decred. "Would he fall so easily to me?

  " Billy instead, did not think this was the case.

  "You've defeated Jesus," Billy whispered. "Marvelous."

  Rikka took her chance to pick up the gun, and in one swift move, walked away while everyone was distracted, right towards Ace, and gripped his shoulder, the gun in her other hand.

  "I don't think we're going to die," Rikka whispered. "I'm impressed they even know how to shoot a gun."

  "Yeah...Let's take everyone and leave while we have the chance."

  Santos was stuck on the ground and couldn't move as much as he tried. It was as if he were stuck, glued to the floor.

  "If you somehow figure out how to get up," Crence drawled. "I will crush your ass into a fine pulp on the ground."

  Santos screamed in anger as Crence simply walked over him into the ballroom.

  "Come here girl," Crence shouted. "I ain't gonna hurt you!"

  Rikka held Ace's shoulder and refused to move. Ace was feeling quite smug that now the woman who looked like she was going to tear a new hole in his face earlier was now dependent on him for his life.

  I'm stronger than her, Ace thought. I can win this on my own.

  He could not.

  "I guess I'll just bring you to me," Crence sighed.

  His eyes fshed red and Rikka and Ace were pushed toward him. They tried to not move, but the more they resisted, the more they were being pushed. Ace refused to let go. He blinked and they were in a different spot, but it was useless.

  "Got a cute trick," Crence observed. "Don't worry. So do I."

  Crence stuck both of his pointer fingers at them and moved them away from each other, horizontally. Ace and Rikka moved along with them, dragging across the floor in the same direction he spread his fingers apart. Rikka screamed and Ace gripped her hand tighter, trying to not let go. It was impossible, as Crence's gravitational fields could push, pull, and crush with a flick of his wrists.

  "Hush," Crence grunted.

  He moved his right pointer finger down, and Ace smmed down to the ground, headfirst. He moved his left finger toward him, and Rikka flew toward him faster.

  He grabbed her by the waist, and she screamed, smacking his arm, and struggled to push him away. Ace couldn't move. Just like Santos, he was pinned to the ground. The more he squirmed, the harder it was for him to breathe.

  "Let go you pervert," Rikka screamed.

  "Now don't be like that dear," Crence scolded her. "I'm your biggest fan."

  "It's true," Billy nodded. "He has all your albums."

  "Shut up," Rikka screamed.

  Crence leered at her chest, and Rikka smacked him in the face.

  "I told David they wanted me! I was right!"

  Crence smacked her back and she stumbled, clutching her face and crying. He grabbed her gun, emptied the clip, threw it to the ground, and made a tut-tut noise, scolding her for such a feeble attempt.

  "No, you stupid girl, I want your neckce. You're not the only pretty bitch in the world who can sing a tune!"

  Rikka clutched her rosary. It was a simple golden chain, with a golden cross. "You can't have this," she shouted. "I will die before I let you have this."

  "Fine by me," Crence ughed. "Just another dead bitch as far as I'm concerned."

  Crence grabbed her by the arm and she struggled again, scratched his arm, and pulled, but she wasn’t strong enough to get away. She was all looks, no muscle.

  "Let go", she screamed. “I’ll cw your eyes out before you take him from me!"

  "Love it when they fight," Crence moaned.

  Rikka cried as he held her down to the ground and tore off her neckce.

  The small csp easily broke, and he held it in his hands. He stood up, and kicked her, done with her. The only reason left to keep her alive now was for the ransom money, and she cried, clutching her bruised arm where he had kicked her.

  "Give him back," she sobbed. "Don't hurt him!"

  Crence grinned like a hyena now that he finally had the Ster's heirloom. Immediately once he touched it he felt stronger.

  Taller.

  Like the world was his and everyone else hadn't realized it. Crence felt like he had met his best friend, and that they would be together forever as he held the small trinket in his hand.

  He knew what power it held.

  With a spoken word, he could kill them all, himself included.

  He decided to take the risk that he alone would live after he used it, logic be damned.

  "Bo-"

  Suddenly, the power vanished, and Crence felt alone and naked. His friend was gone and the world felt like everything was skewed to an angle and he didn't realize until just then.

  "Why don't it work," Crence asked. "What did you do, you whore?!"

  Rikka ughed at him, sitting on the floor because even if she died, no one would ever have such power.

  "He said he won't listen to you," she spat. "All you have is a useless piece of metal."

  Crence turned red and started to heave. His new best friend was taken by some common whore, and he would not stand for it.

  "Y'all can start shooting now," Crence said. "Keep shooting until this fucking neckce does what I want."

  They all looked around in confusion.

  "Why would a neckce work, if we shoot these people," Billy asked. "That makes no sense."

  "This neckce is alive," Crence shouted. "You think I did all this for some dumb girl?"

  Rikka was hysterical. She could still hear his voice calling out to her inside the neckce, promising that he would never leave her for another. She was sobbing and ughing, still terrified but excited that maybe, just maybe they would live and make it off the ship.

  "He said he won't work even if you kill everyone," Rikka giggled. "In fact, he said if you do it, he'll never work for anyone ever again."

  "You bitch," Crence roared. "Make it work! Do it now!"

  Rikka cackled and shivered, enjoying every moment of despair. Levi and her were truly reted, enjoying the misery of others and reveling in their demise.

  "I can't," she grinned. "He only works if he wants to. I can't do a thing."

  Crence was now absolutely furious. He had lost all focus, as his anger took over, and Ace rolled free.

  During this entire time, Candice had skulked away.

  Everyone was so preoccupied that they never noticed her quickly make her way out and around the ballroom a very long time ago. She went through the back entrance onto the stage and watched the entire scene unfold.

  She peered through the curtains and looked through the ballroom for her new tools. One by one, the corpses of dead passengers started to twitch and shake. Screams erupted from the ballroom as people saw friends and family return from the grave.

  "It's the end," Billy screamed. "We're going to die!"

  "You're going to die if you don't shut up," Crence shouted.

  The kidnappers shot the corpses, but many of them missed for the head, or just missed entirely out of fear. One of the corpses grabbed a kidnapper, and he covered his neck in fear.

  "This idiot has watched too many movies.... just don't damage the heads," Candice said.

  The corpse pushed its arm straight through his chest, unfeeling, unrestrained by the limits of a living human body. The kidnapper screamed in agony and fell onto the floor. He bled out as the other corpses made their way for Billy, happy to get their revenge on the man that had killed them.

  "What is this shit," Crence scoffed. "These idiots can't be telling the truth."

  Screams echoed through the ballroom as living corpses tore through the kidnappers.

  A kidnapper's chest was torn from behind as a reanimated corpse held him from the front, and another pulled him open from behind, a beautiful present, killing the same man that had shot him several times in the groin and stomach. The corpses smiled and congratuted each other, their mother giving them revenge, and mented that David, poor David, could not join in on the fun, as he was shot in the head, but they would have a bit more fun, just for him.

  Soon the guests noticed that none of them were going for the passengers and only the attackers. Some of them picked up the dropped guns of the dead attackers and pointed them at the others.

  Levi saw that the battle was turning in their favor and promptly started taking off the grounders of the others. He and the rest of Team 57 knew it was Candice, and they were the only people there to be happy to see dead people walking. Levi didn't know what Candice had to gain by saving them, but he wasn't one to pass up an opportunity.

  She didn't want to help and was merely concerned with her precious redhead living so she could consume him next.

  He saw Fenton and Harmonia on the other side of the ballroom near the entrance. He calcuted who to try and get out first and decided that since they were near the entrance they could escape on their own while they tried to help the passengers first.

  Harmonia wasn't about to miss the chance she had gotten to leave alive. She ripped the grounder off Fenton and herself.

  "We need to get these people out of here," Harmonia whispered. "Let's go while they're distracted."

  They led a small group of people out the door while Crence was too distracted with trying to get rid of the corpses. In the madness, he dropped the rosary to the floor and Rikka quickly grabbed it.

  She ran away, towards Levi, and she ran straight into his arms.

  "I missed you," she sobbed.

  "It's okay Rikka," he said. "I'm going to get us out of here."

  He hugged her tight and promised that he wouldn't let her die. She clung to him tightly and was relieved that she had gotten her best friend back and that Levi would live as well. Crence noticed the neckce was missing and started to scream like an animal.

  "Fucking bitch," he screamed. "Give him to me! I can't live without him!"

  Levi's eyebrows rose at the decration of love, and it made him feel disgusted. The neckce held the soul of Michael Ster, and Levi didn't want to think of anyone wanting his grandfather in such a way.

  By only picking up the celestial object, some became obsessed with its power. Crence was no different, and now, just like Rikka, he would rather die than ever live without the captive soul inside the simple neckce. Santos briskly walked over to Crence and smacked him with his wing. He went flying into a window with a loud thud.

  It cracked.