"I hate when you do this!" James shouts to Daisy. She just rolls her eyes and keeps flying.

"Don't ignore me! This is serious! You can't just provoke the Dings!"

" I can and I will. Dad wont let me fight the aliens unless I risk dying. That's a low blow. So I'm just going to do things the way I should of been before. I'm going to manipulate things how I should of been. And besides. There are loopholes I can use. My blood is on that ship right now." Daisy says.

"What do the aliens have to do with the Dings? What does manipulation have to do with them either?" James asks. Daisy raises an eyebrow.

"Oh, I forgot about them. I just wanted a doughnut. I said I'd stop by to pay for it later." She said. James fumed.

"That is abuse of power?!" James shouts. Daisy rolls her eyes.

"Dad and the goody too shoes act like they can completely control us, but they are strong, not omnipotent. I just have to make sure nothing becomes big news. The peons are always making up lies about my deeds even when I'm behaving. So I'm good."

"I don't know why I bother." James sighs. Daisy gives him the brightest smile.

"Because I'm awesome. Now let's speed up. I have a meeting to go to."


"I don't want to be here." The man cries while begging for mercy.

"I know, I know." I say. " It's okay. This is strike five, Mat, what are you going to do?"

"I'm so sorry." He continues to cry. This man was told to kill the disobedient prisoners. Thing is, in his own way, he's a prisoner. So am I. I pat the man on the head, while charging a condensed ball of plasma within. I never knew I was a Pellet before this ship activated it for me. Poor Felicia, she just couldn't understand, she became an obstacle. Obstacles are for destroying.