[Oddey]

Well... Here you are.
Chapter 11

Where am I?

Finklar was having a very strange dream. Abe was in the kitchen preparing a kind of soup, while Germ was protesting that they didn't need cake when they lived in a plank of wood. 'You can't live in a plank of wood!' Thought Finklar dimmly. Pies began to fall, and one landed in the soup, which had turned into a meech. Germ started to throw cards at Finklar's twin, who merely used his ice power to melt them. Then, infuriated, the Raisen came in with a huge scrab in his hand. He whacked the counter with it several times. The scrab didn't seem to mind. 'This is insane.' Thought Finklar as the world faded away at a snail's pace.

Finklar's eyes slowly opened. What he saw, was not what he expected. He was in a dark wooden room. He tried to stretch his arms, but found he couldn't. A closer inspection showed they were tied. Abe was a meter away tied like Finklar, only with a gag as well. 'To stop him from chanting I guess.' Thought Finklar. Behind Abe was Germ, who was free and was unbinding Abe's hands.
"When you're finished, get me out of here too." Said Finklar. Germ looked at him in surprise. Then after a short silence, Germ laughed. Finklar had no clue what he was talking about. Then Germ backed away from Abe. That was when Abe woke up. His eyes snapped into focus when he realized it wasn't the tavern they had stayed at. He couldn't move his arms either. Finklar realized that Germ hadn't been unknotting Abe's wrists, he had been tying them.
"It wasn't easy," Said Germ mockingly, "Catching you unaware. But, here we are." Finklar saw it now. Germ was a traitor. He wasn't on their side. Abe seemed to have grasped that fact too and was madly trying to chant, with no sucess. Germ just smiled sickly.

A while later, the same slig wearing the huge brimmed hat came in. He still had his face hidden. Finklar's eyes narrowed.
"He's been with us since you got hold of Vykker Labs. That's what we're after. Without a leader, it'll be easy as heck to get in and take it for ourselves," Said the slig, "Our leader is everywhere at once. He's a ghost. You'll never find him, or what you came here for, 'cause he isn't here." Finklar didn't beleive it. Germ wasn't with them, and the whole reason they came here was a fake. 'When I get out of here, I'll have to have a little chat with those green fellows.' Thought Finklar as he looked at Germ, with hatred burning in his eyes.
"Where are we?" Asked Finklar through his gritted teeth. The slig merely laughed as he headed for the exit.
"We can't stay here all day. We have an invasion to plan, and a really big ship to get our hands on." Said the slig as an outlaw came in to make sure they didn't escape. He was huge, but the huge were never very bright in Finklar's experience. 'We'll just have to wait.' Thought Finklar. The guard already looked bored, and began toying with a knife, flipping it around in the air and catching it every time. 'He'll kill himself with those kind of habits.' Thought Finklar dissaprovingly. Even in such a situation, Finklar still had a critic's attitude.


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