Events on Santo happened so fast that I am still fuzzy about what exactly happened there. The final knife-edge escape was the most exciting thing to ever happen to me and I loved every second of it! Even being shot felt exhilarating. Who knows, maybe they brainwashed me into enjoying those kind of situations, to prevent me from acting my age and crawl into a corner and hide. It does not matter. I am who I am now, and I wish to be no one else.
The hours between when we escaped and Jay came out of his room and started beating everyone up was good. Not only did the captain commend me for saving his ship (I thought I would split in two from joy and pride!) but I got to talk some more to my fellow crew members. Elroy has been really nice to me ever since I met him in the bar. He took care of me when I was, ehh, ill (There is another mystery about Jay. Why would anyone willingly drink themselves to that level, it felt awful!) and we have been talking a lot onboard the ship. I bet he is a great pilot! Dexter and Lee seem to be slippery but good people. I might have been a bit wary of Dexter if Lee had not been there. But she seems to such a nice girl that there is no way that she would hang around someone who didn't have some goodness in them. And neither of them has done anything but treat me with respect.
Come to think of it, pretty much everyone except Jay does. It is as if they can see that I am not your average childlike 14 year old kid. I wonder how long it will be before they start asking questions. Take the digitally locked crate for example. I knew that cracking it would create suspicion, but I just couldn't help myself! I knew that I could be useful; I knew I could make this adventure move faster! How could I then act a normal useless kid and stand by and watch them fail over and over again. No way. So what if Dexter didn't buy my story about the crate's code being set to factory default. And then the whole business with the El Dorado. They all know that there is something I am not telling them. But there is no way they know the truth. And when they demand it, what should I do? Lie to them? Tell them the truth? Leave them?
So we then came upon the El Dorado. I knew from the start that I wanted to help them! Sure, they were innocent people needing my help, but it was more than that. It was a chance for more adventure! Another opportunity to use my skills! I wanted to impress both myself and the Captain. Well, I think I did. We all did. No one had any obligations to help, but we did anyway! What a crew! Even Jay helped out!
I snuck away to the emergency escape pod where I could plug into the system nicely. My job was to hack as much of the El Dorado's computer systems as I could. The video cameras were the best thing I got my mind around. I kept everyone up to date with any moments on the ship. Ha! Those durkastanies never had a chance! Well, they did put up a fight in the end. When Lee got shot in the final confrontation I got really scared. I frantically tried to find anything in the ballroom to find anything I could control, anything that could help her, but nothing. She's all right now though.
The mission was successful. But I didn't have much time to celebrate. When Cookie walked into the dining room with tears in her eyes, I knew even before she said it that the captain was dead. My whole body went cold. My mind screamed that it was not so. It just could not be! He was fine when I last saw him. The shot wound was healing! He was getting better, and then, dead. It is unfair!
I ran out of the room and down to the infirmary. He was there. In a matter of weeks, he had become the closest thing to a father I've ever had, and now he was taken away from me. And without him, the crew will split up, I will be left on some planet or returned to "them". All my hopes that built up during this time shattered in a moment. Unfair unfair UNFAIR!