Rowan felt the shift in vectors as well, tumbling to the ceiling and acquainting himself with it as the new floor. He stood up, nodding to Sky. His eyes flickered around the room before settling upon the position of her eyes. "I got here just now. Does it matter though? I mean, we're all trying to get out of here. But while we're on the subject, who are you?" He sighed, looking around once more about the place. "Eh... Where are we?" He looked to his hands, still clean and sterile from the chamber but feeling much grittier than a moment ago.

Allen watched with wide eyes as Al and Jack both pushed themselves much to far to the point that both of them were barely conscious, "YOU FUCKING VITUS!!! YOU GOT SOME NERVE MESSING WITH MY FRIENDS!!!" Allen started floating his entire body glowing red and yellow, "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS...ALL THE VITUS WILL PAY!!!" The energy coming off of Allen turned to pure radiation around him causing the walls and floors around him to bend and fray as his super heated form floated across them. Allen turned to All and Jack, "go to the others...the Vitus are going to reposition there...all of the others will get slaughtered...you two go...I'll keep the Vitus from getting through here!" Allen turned to the big Vitus and turned up the heat as high as would go without exploding. The Vitus aimed its rifle at Allen's head and fired...whatever the bullet was made of however vaporized before it could hit Allen. "YOU MADE ME!!! I AM DEATH!!! FEAR ME!!!" The Vitus took a step back and Allen took advantage of this moment of hesitation by rushing forward and slamming him in the wall holding by his shoulders. Allen let out a roar as the Vitus stabbed him in the ribs with an energy dagger. Allen looked down to the wound and then back to the others, "save them..." Allen turned and let himself heat up till explosion point and then aimed the blast at the Vitus what happened next no one could have anticipated...The ships wall melted outwards and Allen and the Vitus were sucked out into the atmosphere...and just as quickly the wall sealed closed again and Allen was gone.

Al was beat up bad from a combination of the fight, being tossed into the ceiling, and the lack of oxygen, and was powerless to stop Allen from his course of action. He could watch while he remained conscious as Allen melted the walls of the room, and exploded leaving both Al and Jack laying in the hallway."Idiot..." He growled. Looking at Jack and then at his own condition he chuckled. "Damn we're all idiots.." They clearly were not the smartest bunch the way they were sacrificing themselves for the others with him charging at the Vitus head on, Jack nearly blowing himself up, and Allen nuking himself inside. He laughed even though his sore body protested. "Hey Jack you alive over there?"

Jack woke up from the explosion caused by Allen, but still unable to move due to the fatigue. However, he had no idea what preceded a few moments ago, nor he could turn around to check out what happened to the armored Vitus that assaulted them. Was it dead? Are the others fighting it? It was too quiet, so Jack concluded that they beat it, from the fact that he was still alive and in the same place he lost consciousness. Then he heard Al mumbling something, but his ears were buzzing a bit. The only thing he heard was Al's question to him, in which he joked:

"I am not entirely sure yet...If numb limbs, buzzing ears, tremendous fatigue and a terrible headache cut it as being alive, then yeah, I am!"

He took a breath and continued:

"The fire wolf gig was cool, but next time, assaulting the Vitus without tactics is a no-go!"

As everyone else seemed to be flung to the ceiling, Liz clung to the chair like object for dear life, as it fortunately seemed to be connected to the floor solidly. "Nope, nope, I can't take that kind of beating, might reopen the cuts on my legs or create new ones. I'll just cling to this chair for dear life while you figure out what you're doing." She said, before she heard the explosion, and looked to the view port. "Is that one of those guys who stayed behind to hold them off?"

She continued to see lines of code. The world began to hazy as she continued touching the floating symbols and words. Though her hand remained still She continued to figure out what did what. Their speed suddenly doubled and their orientation corrected itself. She continued to adjust things until she finally was securely in the system. With everything secure she was able to look ahead and open the blast shudder giving them a view of earth as she continues to cause them to approach they were currently where they could view the US and she is heading towards towards the San Francisco bay.

Nate was flung against the ceiling die to him being rather klutzy. Perhaps this was not the time to say he was afraid of planes and the crashing there in. Now he was going to die in a metal coffin. ... If he did not short circuit himself that would be a miracle. Luckily the fight had drained him rather well so no chance of hurting the others. Just himself.

Al chuckled lightly. "Your one to talk. What was up with that little exploding man routine you pulled?" His breathing was starting to return to normal, and the oxygen was finally starting to go through his lungs right again. He figured he could try and get up but he really didn't want to. If the ship didn't flip out again and send him flying into the ceiling again he was perfectly fine laying here and catching his breath.

Jack laughed at Al's statement.

"Ok, fair enough! By the way..."

He slowly started to regain some strength in his body, enough for him to be able to slowly stand up, while hanging against a wall. He looked around,only to notice many Vitus dead, along with the giant one...or whatever was left of him. He quickly examined the whole area, but he couldn't find Allen.

"Where did the other guy go? He couldn't have been taken by the Vitus, right?"

John groaned as he got up from the floor. His vacation to the ceiling and back had taken it's toll and he knew that he'd feel sore in the morning. If he made it that long. He looked out to Earth,watching as they flew towards it. Lexicon seemed to have a slight hang of this. Everything was going great.

Rowan squatted, leering out the window as the ship zoomed onward. He checked his hood, and to his pleasure, it remained on his head where he left it. He looked around to the others. "Tell me you aren't hostile, if you would be so kind." He tugged at his cloth wraps and furs to align them, gauntlets being set in place. Rowan had hundreds of thoughts and scenarios on his mind, but this was only reflected in his mouth, as he bit his lip and looked onward to Earth.

"I'm extremely hostile." Sky smirked, twisting to land on her feet. "However, I won't attack you unless you give me reason to." She turned to survey the surroundings and eyed the hacker suspiciously. "If you don't think you can land this pleasantly, put it in the water."

"This new guy has to be kidding, right?" Liz laughed. "I'm incredibly dangerous too, but only when I don't have glass embedded in my leg, and only when someone or something is threatening me or... my..." Liz goes silent as she remembers the fact that all she knows is that she's on a Vitus ship, that all her memories from before she was in the room where she woke up were missing, and that she and all these people who managed to escape the grasp of the Vitus have superpowers. She remembered that she couldn't remember her family or friends, and another tear rolls down her face.

Lexicon began trying to find the brakes but only managed to accellerate further. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT was all she said though to the others again her gibberish language came out. She did what she could to modify the Trajectory. It eventually got to the point that she couldn't even steer anymore as the computer fought her for control in Earths ATMO. They slammed into some of the wires on the Golden Gate Bridge before slamming into the water. breaking her connection. "THis is your pilot speaking please return your trays to an upright position before vomitting profusely."

:"Hard to say. He 'closed' the way behind him before he went off, so I didn't get to see what happened to hi-" Before he could finish Al slid down the hall as the ship crashed right into the earth bellow, and by the time the ship hit in the water he had rammed straight into a wall. "Why the hell did we let her drive again?" He was going to need a truckload of painkillers after this little event.

Jack unwillingly followed Al's actions, sliding over the passageway and bumping in a wall as well. The passageway was windowless, but he could deduce from the sudden slowing down of the spaceship that they had probably landed-or crashed-into the sea. He hit his head on the collision with the wall and he was bleeding, the blood going into his right eye.

"Shit, now I can't aim accurately with the metal shards!" he thought.

He tried to wipe out the blood, but he couldn't stop it. Thus he tried to figure what the best course of action would be, considering there might not be enough time, if the ship would sink along with them. Then he said:

"Listen, Al...I can hardly fight right now and from all the guys I have met inside the ship, the ones who can pack a punch are me, you and the other guy. So, you should go give the others a hand, in case the Vitus are hindering them from escaping. Apart from that, we don't know if the ship will float or sink, so we might not have enough time. Meanwhile, I will go search for our missing friend..."

Falling...that's all Allen could feel this dreadful hyper sense of falling into earths atmosphere and gaining the speed of a falling comet. Allen was terrified, was he going to die? Was this how it all ended? Would he never get to see her again? Thinking was really all he could do now, and so a flashback began...

It was June 12th 2006 Allen and his wife were working together in their lab hoping that this time the syrum would be right. Allen's wife was testing an unstable syrum to see if it could be stabilized, "Honey I think if we cut down the oxygen content it receives we could reach full stabilization..." She said with a smile, Allen nodded and smiled softly, "Six years and we are almost done with all of this...this close...well sweetie let's put the syrum in the test chamber and then once we remove some of the oxygen it should be completed." Allen placed the syrum in the machine and in a matter of minutes it was done. His wife already had Sheela the test monkey ready. Allen placed the syrum in the syringe and gave her the shot...after about 15 minutes Allen nodded to his wife and the two of them placed Sheela in the nuclear chamber and turned it on...Allen's fingers were crossed. Almost thirty minutes later with still no effect Allen turned the machine off, then turned and hugged his wife tightly, " we did it!" The two of them were nearly in tears. Allen's wife took a step back, "we can't reveal it to the world until its been tested on a human..." Allen shook his head, "Absolutely not...it could kill you!" She hugged him tightly, "I believe in you babe...you got this." Allen nodded grimly and went through the process of setting everything up again. "Everything is ready babe. In 3...2...1..." Allen pressed the button and the machine turned on...the last thing Allen saw was his wife's smile before she blacked out and fell to the floor.

Allen pulled himself from the daydream just in time to turn and see the ship crash into San Francisco bay, Allen just let himself fall crash landing in the water right next to the ship.

The impact of the crash sent Sky face first onto the floor, rolling several feet away from the others. "Good effort she croaked as she pushed herself to her feet. Looking around she was obviously nervous about the state of the ship but for something else too. "I'm going to go to make sure that the boys are alright. Don't worry about me just find your way out as safely as you can." Turning on her toes, Sky jogged back out the way the group had entered, keeping her eyes peeled for any movement she didn't like.

John's bones were rattled as the ship plunged into the ocean. He stood up and looked out the window, in awe of the depths of the ocean. But they needed to get out. John took charge, realizing that if they didn't find some way out of this ship soon, they'd die. "Lexicon, can you still access the ship?" John asked.

The impact forced Rowan tumbling down and back, and in his attempt to stop it, his baton came off in little discs like a sliced carrot, all the little rounded bits rolling around him for a brief moment. He panted for a moment, the rolling stopping. Rowan was exhausted, and rolled over. He then fell down, lying in a pile of his baton materials. He peeled back his hood, revealing his pallid face and deep sapphire eyes. His long straight brown hair seemed to cling to his hood from all the sweat and containment unit gel in the hood. "Augh..." Rowan grunted, then going on to be perfectly silent.