A voice drifted into the hopper's mind as he drifted off to sleep.

I'm not as stupid as you might think...

Zeta concluded many things while on this trip, one of them being that these new creatures didn't know much about force sensative beings.

You should be midnful of your thoughts...

Zeta's eyes continued to remain closed

Darbock gets up and glares at him. "So, you're a Sith or a Jedi. I think Zandor choose a lousy person for this." He turns on his heal and walks up to the front of the ship. He taps Zandor on the shoulder and glares at him. "That baka human is out of his league."

Zeta stretches out with the force, again reaching into the depths of Darbock's mind.

Do I sense anger? Disturbed perhaps?

A twisted evil smile crossed Zeta's lips.

"What do you mean?" Zandor turns to him, an annoyed look on his face.
"He thinks he's so strong, supirior, and he's just plain annoying. Humans are fools."
"Are you sure you haven't had to much to drink?" He gives him a questioning look, then adds. "Again?"
"I know what I'm talking about. If you'd pay more attention, this wouldn't be happening. It's bad enough having to use humans, but it's worse that he thinks we don't have the force. Do you know what I heard in his mind?!!"
".......What did I tell you about that? Don't do it. I've told you, you can increase your abilities, like hearing. Or you can use it to move objects, but don't read minds!!!"

Zeta no longer channeled into the hopper's mind. Instead, he just went quiet, glad for the quiet time. He knew it would be the last free moments he would have for a long while, at least until this trip was over. Zeta disliked the job he was doing, the one hopper though him worthless. He would prove him wrong. The hoppers were getting on his last nerve, the only thing that kept him from destroying the small creatures was a memory from old, something Master Snack had taugh him. He knew that like it or not, he had stepped into a team situation, and that involved working with others, and that is what he would have to do, for the time being. After it was all over, then he could think of destroying the hoppers, for he knew that the hoppers' need him as much as he needed them, he would play the game, and he would play it well...

So be it....Let the games begin...

"This Sith has no patiense."
Zandor slaps him across the face. "Hold you tongue. It'll all over soon, and then..."
"And then?"
"Then we get our revenge on those baka humans."
".......I thought it was GigaBite was one your were after..."
"That old rust bucket it worthless. He's merely a pawn."
"A strong one. He's not an ordinary Henger."
".......he's still weak."
"Maybe to us, but he'll be in the tornament, unless you want me to take care of him."
"Get rid of him. The only thing we have to worry is Crusher, that horrid Pixie....thing, and...that baka suit of armor."
"He's not the toughest. You know what's in the final round."
"Shut up. He won't be THAT much trouble. After we get him, we'll get that ogre and then......"
"yeah. Then, we'll get ki||ed."
"Shut up."

Zeta had fallen asleep just after a few short minutes of having his eyes closed. Zeta was not a man to sleep often, he could go for days without sleeping if he needed to. He found himself not trying to stay awake because he knew he would need the rest for the long battles that awaited him. He did not know how many people he would have to fight. Nonetheless, it was his choice, something he wanted to do. He wouldn't take out his anger out on those hopper, only for one reason, he needed to save his strength for the battles ahead, though if the hoppers' got in his way, well that was an entirely different story...

Darbock walked back into the main room. Seeing Zeta and most of the others asleep, he curls up in a chair and takes a nap.

The computer beeped and Zandor flipped a switch. A voice came through the transmitter. "It's been awhile."
"Yes, it has. We're proceeding with the plan. Soon, you'll get what you want."
"Good, and you'll get your reward."
Zandor grins at the mention of 'reward'. "Well, you want me to ki|| him or bring him to you?"
"Ki|| him on sight. The sooner he's de@d the better."
"Yes ma'am. He'll be de@d after the tournament, and his whole team will be too."
"Good. Then I'll get back what's rightfully mine."

"Quite interesting.."

Zeta watched as Zandor seemed to jump out of his own skin upon hearing Zeta's voice. All the other hoppers' had been asleep so they did not seem to notice Zeta as he had quietly made his way toward the front of the ship, where Zandor was located.

Zabndor spins around glareing at him. "What do you think your doing?!!"
"Zandor? Are you still there?"
He glares at Zeta for a few more seconds and goes back to the transmistion. "I have to go. We'll talk later." He shuts it off and faces Zeta again. "Explain."