Michelle and Tony were standing outside of the small cottage with their hands in the raised in the air.
The people of the village had gathered around to look at the sheer force of the policemen since not a whole lot happened in this town and this excitement made for a welcome change.
One mother pulled back her son who wanted to take a closer look at the weapons the police officers were carrying.
"If I have to warn you one more time you are going straight home." She squeezed his earlobe in discipline. "Do you hear me?" She added and the boy nodded his head remaining quiet for the remainder of this spectacle.
"Where are you taking us?" Tony demanded to know after he was pushed into the back of the small hovering vehicle.
The turtle that had arrested them let out a heartily laugh and yelled to his colleagues. "Hey guys, listen to this one. He demands to know what we do with political prisoners around here."
He was quickly joined in a round of laughs. "You two have won yourselves a luxurious holiday to Castle Neverberg."
Tony looked at Michelle for an explanation but she did not dare to meet his eyes. "Rest a little." She told him as the car drove off.
He took a look outside of his window wondering what was to become of them now.

Alexander took another drag from his pipe as he leaned against a rock overlooking the camp they had set up for the night.
It was not much but it would provide them with the necessary protection from wild animals. Alexander would stay awake because he knew wild animals weren't the only threat to them anymore.
They had decided they would get up early the following morning and head to Greenthorpe to meet up with the others.
As he lay there looking at the silent figures in front of him he realized he would not be able to pull of the plan he had formed in his mind all by himself.
He would make sure to keep it to himself until the time was right but vengeance over the loss of his 'family' would be his.
The plains were silent with the exception of the wind that moved through the bare trees at the horizon and the tall grass.
Icarus sat several feet away from him with his back towards Alexander and scratched at a patch of irritated skin his eyes fixed on Naomi who was lying in a tent, resting.
Playing the dream-sequence over and over again in his mind.
Jesse had assured him Naomi would be alright after a good rest and a few good meals of which he had already taken care using natural ingredients he had harvested nearby.
The young man had sought protection from the chilly wind in the hut he and Icarus had made and would share for the night.
They slept in pairs with the exception of Alexander who would keep watch.
Jesse had drifted off into a disturbing slumber as he saw the face of his late father Jonathan in front of him.
In his dreams he was transported back to one night, years ago, he had never forgotten. His father and mother attending his school play.
An adaption of Narion's classic 'The hare in the flame.' He would play the role of landlord Figgarus. His father had already shown his disappointment over him not getting the male lead role in this play and his face did not hide this fact. When it was Jesse's time to get on stage he prepared to deliver the lines he had studied so hard on to remember, but as he looked into his fathers resentful eyes the lines escaped him and he stuttered for a moment before bursting into tears and exiting the stage as quickly as he could.
The drive home that night seemed to take much longer then usual as he apologized to his father time and time again, but his father did not respond.
He lit a cigar when they got home and called for Jesse to join him in the living room.
Jesse knew it was best to do as his father told him and he sat down on the couch next to him.
"I do not blame you, son." His father said and he put his strong arm around Jesse's little shoulders and pulled him against his body in a loving fatherly embrace.
"Your teacher should have given the lead role to you, son. Nothing but the best for you, this is why you failed tonight up on that stage." He paused for a moment to take a drag. The smell was nauseating.
"You did not get what you deserved and therefore you simple did not try hard enough. My son needs the hardest and toughest jobs or he's not challenged enough. It's all so familiar to me."
Another pause in which he seemed to think drift of into thought. "I used to be exactly the same way when I was younger, you know?" He smiled and Jesse who smiled back.
His father had completely missed the point, but you did not talk back to Jonathan Aimon. Everybody that knew him, knew that for a fact.
Especially his mother who was sitting quietly on a chair nearby and tried to put on her best smile when her son looked at her. "I'll ask uncle Damian to have a talk with your teacher and we will both make sure this does not happen again."
Brad Dillany did not show up for class the next day. According to their principal he had been involved in an accident and would not show up for a while.
Mister Dillany never came back and this incident was a drastic turning point in young Jesse Aimon's life.
He would from this day on always strive to achieve the best and do everything to full potential, out of fear more than will.
He opened his eyes and crawled out of his shelter. Jesse took a glance at Verity's tent. She seemed sound asleep and was better of then the rest of them right now.
A small spacecraft flew over his head and made it's way North.

Louie looked around the train cart to see if there was anyway to escape from this mess.
The remaining passengers of the cart were all motioned to move into the next vehicle which was rather overcrowded by now.
Him and his four friends were ordered to sit on their knees and each of them individually faced the barrel of a gun as they put their hands behind their heads.
He could hear Susan´s soft sobs behind him and Thomas´ heavy breathing next to him. He was out of breath and tired after all that had happened the past few days but Louie admired his bravery as he looked into his face and did not see a trace of fear or panic.
The same went for Tier, but it was easier for him. He did not have a lot to fear, yet he decided to remain silent for the sake of the people that were traveling with him.
"Where are you taking us?" Yakira asked with her soft voice. She had learned to fear that which she could not see, especially if it was carrying a gun that could blow a hole the size of a grapefruit through her.
"If you'll ask one more question you'll end up on the bottom of Lake Earian with a rock around your neck." The leader of the heavily armed military unit barked back at her.
"Now listen vermin." He continued on a tone that was not much politer. "You'll just sit there quietly and do not try to do anything funny and you might survive." He smiled. "Well, at least for a while."
They all silently agreed that it would be best to buy themselves sometime and did not speak a word as they traveled further along the track for several minutes.
As the train had passed the village of Evermourne the silence was broken by a soldier that entered the door to their left.
"Sir, the lights. There is something wrong with the lights." He shouted in panic with little regard to the military code. "They are all going out one by one sir. We do not know what's going on."
His leader pushed the soldier aside and looked into the next cart through the shaky doors. The lights inside the cart all went out one by one and it was getting closer. "Keep your guns aimed at the prisoners soldiers." He bared at his men. "You there." He pointed at the soldier who had just reported to him.
"Go to the driver and ask him what is going on." The soldier saluted and rushed to the front of the train.
The first light in their compartment flickered and died. "Sir, what do we do, sir?" One of the soldiers asked while carefully lowering his gun.
"It's you, isn't it?" He looked at Louie and moved closer to him. "If you don't stop this right now I'll shoot one of your friends." The leader of the unit told Louie as he pushed the gun into Thomas' face.
"I know what you are, you disgusting..." The leader was cut short in mid sentence as the rest of the lights in the train were turned off. "Stop it now!"
"I'm not doing it." Louie replied and a cold feeling crept down his spine.
A loud noise of metal ripping apart accompanied by the hysterical laughter of a woman could be heard and the train shook heavily in it's tracks
The soldiers fell down and when the leader was caught off-guard Louie jumped for him and pulled the gun out of his hands. Tier and Thomas followed his example and both picked up a gun that had fallen from their owners hands. Tier punched one of the soldiers that had managed to hold on to it's gun in the face and threw his gun over to Susan who barely managed to get a grasp on it before it hit the ground.
With one clean shot she took out another soldier which wanted to grab the only gun still remaining on the floor.
Another sound of ripping metal could be heard and the train cart next to them was gone.
Thomas looked outside of it and saw nothing but darkness outside of the window.
"Get away from the door now! Hurry up and make your way to the other compartment if you want to live." Tier shouted to everyone of them.
They followed his lead holding the soldiers at gunpoint. One by one they walked into the overcrowded compartment Thomas jumped into it just in time as the other compartment was launched into the air.
The compartment they were in now was filled with people who were screaming and fighting to make their way into the next.
"We won't get out of here alive if we do not figure out who is doing this." Thomas screamed at Louie over the crying voices of the people.
But he did not reply and stood near the door to the compartment that had just vanished as this one was slowly running empty until only him and his friends were left.
"Louie, we have to move along right now." Tier said and as he walked over to Louie he heard the familiar sound of ripping metal.
The roof was being ripped open as easily as if someone tore a piece of paper in two. Thomas led Yakira and Susan into the next compartment and returned for Louie and Tier.
The vampire did not plan on leaving and Thomas and Tier soon found out why.
A person entered through the torn roof. Her slender feet made it's way in first and the rest of her body slowly glid through and floated down onto the deck of the train.
Her body was covered in a beautiful silky white dress that matched perfectly with the color of her fur. Her innocent face did not reveal her true nature and she gave Thomas and Tier a heartwarming smile that nailed them to the spot they were standing on before facing Louie. She had known he was there, yet she seemed surprised to see him after all these years.
"Estella." Louie said and a floodgate in his mind opened and the memories he had suppressed for so long filled him up.
"I heard you've been behaving like a naughty boy killing people left and right." Estella's full lips curled up into a smile. "And your little friends." She said as she turned around to face them again.
"A zombie." She said in a tone of disgust and she shuddered. "I remember you Tier. How long has it been? Six hundred, seven hundred years and look at you. Still rotting away inside your shell."
Tier turned his head away. "And this must be the accountant that has been giving us so much trouble." She laughed again, that hysterical laughter.
She flicked her hand and an invisible force pushed Thomas and Tier into the next compartment. Another flick of her hand and the door closed and locked behind them. "I will deal with you two later."
Estella moved closer to Louie, her bare feet gliding across the carpeted floor.
"We have some catching up to do, haven't we?" She reached her hands out, closed her arms around Louie and placed soft kisses in his face.
Louie did not say a word and closed his eyes enjoying her soft touch, but he soon snapped out of it when he heard the train ripping apart behind him.
He felt several invisible ropes closely wrap around him that cut in his skin. "Do not come after me!" Louie shouted at his friend who stood watching at him from behind the locked door in the other compartment.
And with these words Estella jumped out of the train holding Louie in a grasp he could not escape from.