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Though she liked to act tough and pretend that all the emotional stuff didn't matter, deep down she really valued the friendship she had with Vultro. She might not express it, but having friends was what made those long days of study and sleepless nights worth it. Vultro seemed unusually excited today as she strolled into his cave. "Hey, Vultro. What's up?" she said as she sat on a rock. "Well... I have an idea. A really cool idea." ''Not this again.'' "Hit me with it, bud." "I want to go to space." She scoffed. "Space? Like, outer space?" Vultro nodded. "Yeah! I want to go to space and I want to build my own spaceship." Despite wanting to roll her eyes, she knew she could only nod and agree. "Yeah... you should. Could be cool." Deep down she doubted if a twelve-year-old could even design a spaceship, let alone build a working one. But she would never shoot down something Vultro was excited about.  

"I'm gonna go to Techtown, I'm gonna find an engineer, and I'm going to do it." "That's great. I can come if you want." Vultro smiled. "Yeah!" Raven returned the smile, something she was trying to be better about doing.

''That was four years ago'', Raven thought to herself. She could not believe that she was now sitting on the very ship Vultro had dreamed of making, as it neared their destination of Ethos.

"Alright guys. We should be arriving at Ethos within the hour!" Vultro said. Wreck the Fox groans to himself. Despite Vultro's giddiness, the voice sounds grating to his ears. "Frankie," he mumbles as he turns to his partner, "For the millionth time, why are you're taking me to this random planet." Frankie chuckles. "I told you, it's a surprise! Don't you worry." Wreck rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.

Cyncatia is standing next to Vultro at the helm, looking out the front window of the ship. Her ears twitch as she stares out into the vast emptiness. Only now do Vultro's words register with her. "Vultro, didn't you just say we're almost there? Where's Ethos?" Vultro looks down at the dashboard, only to look up again in confusion at the empty space. He thumps on one of the radar displays. "What the..."

"What's going on?" Cyncatia asks. Vultro points to the radar scanner. "The ship is saying Ethos is right in front of us... but it's not. I looked away for a minute, now it's gone." Cyncatia stares at the radar for a moment. "How strange," she says. She notices a bright flash out of the corner of her eye, and looks back out the window. As if out of nowhere, the horizon is now completely filled by a strange-looking, unfamiliar planet. "Vultro!" she yells as a fireball begins to form around the ship.

Raven perks up and jumps out of her chair. "Vultro, how did you miss that giant planet? It's a ''planet''!" Vultro is looking around frantically at his instruments. "It's not on the radar Raven, it wasn't even there a minute ago!" Raven frowns.

She fiddles around in her bag and looks up with concern. "I have the Sol emeralds," she admits. "Tell me right now. Are we going to crash?" Vultro continues to fiddle with the landing controls, trying to prepare the ship for a proper landing. "Vultro!" she barks. "Tell. Me. Right. Now. Are we going to crash?" "Yes! Yes!" he snaps back. "I can't get the landing sequence to activate!" he yells. "Everyone, brace for impact!"

Jenny the Fox has always been incredibly interested in the world of magic. Her mother, a very powerful sorceress, would teach her little spells every week before bed. One week she would learn how to levitate her toys, another she would learn how to refill her cup using water from the air.

But one thing she was never allowed to learn about was Chaos magic. "Chaos magic is too dangerous," her mother would tell her. Chaos magic is the harnessing of energy from the Chaos Emeralds to use in powerful spells. It can even be done passively, without the emerald being present.  

Jenny would ask every week, regardless of how many times mother said no. It went on for years with her always getting the same response. It wasn't until her twelfth birthday that her mother finally sat her down. "It's time," she said. She sat down behind Jenny, holding her arm. "Stick out your pointer finger, honey." Jenny did so, and her mother began to guide her arm into a strange series of arcs. A bubble-like purple shield appeared around them. "It's a protection spell," she said quietly. "Your first tase of Chaos magic." Jenny giggled. "I hope you never need to use it, but I also never want you to be in danger." She had a hint of concern to her voice, though she tried her best to mask it behind a smile.

Jenny dreams about her mother a lot, about the days when she used to always look forward to spell day. Unfortunately, her dream was rudely interrupted by a loud commotion in the cabin.

She slowly opens her eyes to see Raven diving into her seat, strapping herself in and securing her bag. Wreck straightens up in his seat and checks his seatbelt, looking over to make sure Frankie is safe. It takes only a few moments to figure out what's happening. As if her mother was there, her arms begin to move on their own, forming a magic symbol in the air. "I'll protect us, guys!" A bubble expands to cover the entire ship, as the ship plummets towards a murky body of water.

There is a blinding flash of light, coupled with an ear-shattering explosion. Ship parts are scattered high into the air, raining down like tiny meteors. Miraculously, Jenny's spell seems to protect everyone on board as they are plunged into a murky swamp.

A short distance away, Wreck and Frankie both submerge from the swamp. "Yuck, so much for a surprise date..." Frankie said under her breath. Wreck scoffs. "''This'' was your idea of a date?" Frankie frowns. "Ugh, just forget it. Let's get over to Raven."

"Where are we?" Cyncatia asks as she scans her surroundings. There are low trees, slippery rocks, and lots of murky swamp water. She notices Vultro staring at what's left of the ship. "Wherever we are, our ticket out of here is busted," he said. Nearby, Tracker suddenly pops out from under the water, flailing around until he reaches a fallen tree to stand on. Evidently, he had been in such a deep sleep that he hadn't even awoken during the panic. "So much for a warm Ethos welcome," he said. "This isn't Ethos," Vultro said. "I actually have no idea what this place is."

Jenny is the last to surface, joining the rest of the group. She takes a moment to catch her breath. "I... I would just freeze over all this water, but... cryomancy isn't exactly my specialty." She tries to catch her breath as she treads nearby. Raven looks down at her now soaked bag and opens her eyes wide. "Where is it?" she yells. "Where's what?" Wreck asks. "The silver emerald!" She dives under the water, but the murky swamp water stings her eyes. She resurfaces, spinning in circles trying to find it. She yells in frustration. "The silver Sol Emerald is gone."

After a few deep breaths, she swims over to Vultro. "I knew I shouldn't have brought these." She rummages in the bag and pulls out the green emerald. "Vultro, I have a bad feeling about this place. I want you to hold on to this until we get the silver emerald back." "Wouldn't it be more safe with you?" he asked. "Like I said, I just have a bad feeling. If something happens to me or this bag, they'll all be gone." Vultro nods, placing the emerald in his pouch. "First, we have to try and fix the ship. Then, we'll find the emerald. I promise." Raven nods.

Vultro and Cyncatia turn around, heading towards dry land. He climbs off and surveys the area. Even on land, there's nothing but trees and muddy pathways in every direction. He sighs and pauses to think. Suddenly, the group is disoriented by a blinding flash. "Wh-What was that?" Vultro asks. "Haven't the foggiest..." Tracker mubles nervously. Vultro looks at the group and notices Raven is missing. "Raven? Raven!" he yells. "Where did Raven go?"