Zareth said as he stroked his red beard

Loathe as I was to admit it, Zareth was right, neither one of us was rich enough to procure a normal stars.h.i.+p off the planet, not to mention a cargo s.h.i.+p. Not unless we plan to leave it behind and come back for it later, and to be quite honest that doesn't sit well with me, this s.h.i.+p has become a part of me, a part of all of us.

"Creation of the guild should also wait until we've successfully escaped the planet and reached Zareth's location. We can first register ourselves as a mercenary group and carry out some missions whilst looking for people to recruit and a permanent base, or at the very least see if the Acheron can become more than what she is now." Qitar said as she added her own opinions.

"Well you're both right, and the mercenary angle works because quite frankly we need lots of money, we've burned through our reserves, and we need more. Which is why I'm confident even if we leave the s.h.i.+p behind , we can't buy pa.s.sage of this planet with the measly amount of change we have, we need to steal a cargo airs.h.i.+p, disable it's tracking system, at least for a while, then go to another more populated planet, dump it, steal another one, and repeat said action for like three more times before heading to Zareth's location. That was the s.h.i.+p's are not tracked." Dinah said as she called away on her tablet.

"Well the s.h.i.+ps might not be tracked, but who's today the thefts can't, especially if it's reported. Sure they steal airs.h.i.+ps everyday, but an airs.h.i.+p with the specs of being a cargo s.h.i.+p, which can transport a medium size pirate wars.h.i.+p, disappearing from a planet where another the of said s.h.i.+p was found abandoned would be all to easy to track down. It's an obvious trail of bread crumbs, with enough time, whoever is tracking us will find us, maybe even sooner than we expected." Mack explained as he pointed out holes within Dinah's plan.

"All you need are cargo s.h.i.+p's not registered to anyone, you have to steal from the smugglers themselves, sure they might be able to track it down, but they're a bunch of people that won't be missed and can easily be taken care of." A new voice said from behind us.

"Jack!" Zack shouted as he threw every form of decorum aside and jumped on his brother's pale medical town covered form. He was still wet from being in that preservation pod, and he looked a lot trailer and weaker than anyone of us remembered, however that was Jack standing in front of us, and right behind him was the moon elf priestess.

Everyone, with the exception of me and Zareth, and a very happy Sky who proceeded to bowl everyone over with her ma.s.sive form, hugged Jack. So far everything we've done was just to save his life, and her he was, standing in front of us alive and very much awake. I was tempted to join that pile of bodies, one that even Qitar was quite happy about being a part of, but as the captain I had to maintain a modic.u.m of dignity.

I looked at the Moon elf priestess who looked so out of place and alone and walked towards her. Seeing my approach she looked very nervous and began to pull at the hem of her s.h.i.+rt, her eyes darting every which way as if to look for an escape route. When I got close there fear in her eyes seemed even more prevalent, after all I dwarfed her tiny and diminutive from. She was just about 5 feet tall, and I was a little ways above six, it was like looking up at a giant.

"Are you okay?" I asked her with a soft voice, her eyes widened, as if she never expected that I would speak to her, before she answered back.

"I'm fine." Her voice sounded quite small, but there was a steel to it that I didn't expect.

"In here everyone knows me as Aá Seven of the Acheron, however out there, in the world you an I belong to, they know me as Aaron Wade, chairman to imperium industries. If you're stuck here as you say, I promise I'm going to get you out. You have my word." As soon as I finished saying that, tears came to her eyes as she lunged forward and caught me in a hug that I honestly didn't expect. I looked at the others, especially Raven Song who had eyes the size of saucers looking at me. I trusted him, this might be a game, but I believe the bonds I've made in here are not any less real than the real world, he's family.

I turned to Jack and smiled at him and said. "Nice to have you back old boy, no one makes a second in manner as good as you, Qitar, Zareth and Mack tried their best, but they're not you. How do you feel?" I asked him as I held the moon elf who was sniffing and covering my chest with s...o...b..r and snot.

"It's good to be back Captain, and just so you know I've been somewhat conscious the entire time, so I more or less know what's been happening. I'm feeling a life weak, but nothing a few days of intense exercise can't fix, and I'll be ready to fight by your side once more."

"NO YOU'RE NOT!" The moon elf screamed out, shocking everyone, including herself. She shrunk a bit right back into my chest, but she seemed to look up at me, before summoning courage to speak.

"Your muscles might not be atrophied, you've still been in a coma for weeks. I need to run some tests and make sure that all of your motor functions are okay, if you can't move properly, forget about even fighting you would not be able to live right. I've had to realign most of your nervous system as the your nerves were a jumbled mess and your spine was healed that way.

I need to make sure that when you tell your leg to move, your hand doesn't throw a punch. You're walking now because you're still subsisting on the high caused by the light, holy and moon magic I used during your surgery. You would much more weak in about an hour or so, In which case I expect you to hurry up with your meeting and get some much needed bed rest, please excuse me." And then she ran out, heading for the elevator with a ma.s.sive red blush on her face.

Everyone of us looked at the other with a very shocked look on our face, she performed a surgery on him! How long did she take to do so? And not just any normal surgery, she was busy untangling his nervous system and she did it in what? Like an hour? How in the absolute f.u.c.k is that possible.

"Either way, I think she's right, let's be done with this meeting and let Jack get some rest. So Jack what were you saying about smugglers?" I spoke up trying to get the conversation going.

"There are smugglers all over the vastness of s.p.a.ce as a whole, finding them and stealing their s.h.i.+ps from them won't raise any sort of alarms with any authorities. Their s.h.i.+ps can't be tracked, because more often than not, their s.h.i.+ps are built from scratch without any sort of manufacturer chip to track or register it into any sort of database. This keeps them off any sort of radar and let's them carry out their criminal activities without ha.s.sle. If you want to get off the planet or move something without anyone of them finding out, you find them.

However most of them don't have a single good or honest bone in their body, things like slave trade and inter-planetary poaching is a thing for them, and they're very much wanted. They're the perfect targets, we should be able to get a s.h.i.+p with the only danger being possible future retaliation, that's if we decided not to kill anyone. But getting either one of those s.h.i.+p's would take care of us getting off this planet and heading to Zareth's without the need to change s.h.i.+ps or the danger of being followed."

"All right, that seems like a good idea. Where do we go to find these smugglers and their s.h.i.+ps?" I asked Jack, only it was Qitar who answered me.

"That's easy, we're going to New York."

"Wait what?"