Chapter 2

A group of 16 Target Drones stood almost proudly in high Kharakain orbit. The reason that they were only "almost" proud is due to the fact that the objective of their existence is to be destroyed.

Dan narrowed his eyes, and issued a "bandbox" attack command on the formation of Target Drones.

"I'll see you in hell, Drones" Dan uttered, attempting to be a badass.

Suddenly, the phone by his laptop computer rang. He ignored it, because he knew his Mom would get the phone. The phone stopped ringing, and Dan continued his merciless massacre of the Drones.

"Yeah," Dan said, "how about a little SCOUTS IN BROAD FORMATION up your ass!"

"Daniel!" his Mother yelled, "the phone's for you!"

Dan, disappointed at his distraction of playing video games, picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Dan said to answer the phone.

"Hey man, it's me, Edward. What's up?"

"Ah, nothing. I'm just playing Homeworld single player."

"Heh, Homeworld single player sucks."

"No, YOU suck!"

"Well, you suck of you don't come to the house party that Bob is having."

Dan was shocked. Bob the Bong, as he was called for his illegal habits, was hosting a house party. This guy was known for bitching house parties.

"Dan," Edward said, "you can't spend all night at your house playing Homeworld. You have to come to this party. We're talking about booze and next to guaranteed pre-marital relations. Everybody who's anybody is coming to this party. Hell, even GAN's coming to the party. Plus, Jessica Flirtly will be at that party, and everyone knows that she's got the hots for you."

"She does?" Dan asked, in a combination of surprise and happiness.

"Of course. You have to come to this party. This is your chance to make out with her, or possibly even better."

"Cool," Dan responded, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, but there's a flip side to the coin," Edward said, with grown "Jake Riesstiu, Student Gov. President, knows this too, and would probably want to kick your ass. Arm yourself with something, but just keep it in your car until you need it. The rest of the guys will be there to scout out the place as well, and help you out of Riesstiu gets pissed."

"You'd do that for me?" Dan asked in surprise.

"That's what friends are for. We're not going to let you miss out on an opportunity to at least kiss Flirtly."

"Alright, where do we meet?"

"Meet at the south end of the street from Bob's house. We'll meet you there, and than escort you. One of us will check out the house, than give the okay for you to come in."

"Awesome, I'll be there."

"Oh," Edward said, "and men play Cataclysm single player."

"Heh," Dan said, "Cataclysm single player sucks."

"No, YOU suck."

Dan was waiting at the south end of the street from Bob's house in his Honda Civic. The distance from Dan's Civic to Bob's house is a lot longer than it sounds, or reads, in this case. Whatever.

He was waiting for his friends there. While he was waiting, he took out his laptop that he brought along, and fired up Homeworld. He loaded the latest game he saved, which was "Outskirts of the Kharak System."

His Mother ship was standing there proudly, and he heard that fleet intelligence wants him to send a probe to the Khar-Selim's automated beckon.

He gave a move order to the probe he had just built, and it flew off to its co-ordinates.

He looked up at the 600 mL bottle of root beer on the dashboard of his car, as people usually store root beer on their dashboards. The root beer rippled. It rippled again, and again, and again. It was rippling rhythmically. It began to become more violent too.

He also heard distant booming sounds.

Dan suddenly realised what about to happen: the Homeboyz were coming.

He heard the rhythmic pounding of the bass from $2000 stereo systems of two "suped up" (had doors from other vehicles) Civics, coming from the rear. The two civics bumped against each other in a stupid fashion while they were driving, and the bass from their expensive-ass stereos were pounding.

Dan saw Edward's car approach from the opposite direction that the Homeboyz were speeding from. The Homeboyz had screeched to a stop in front of Edward's car, and Dan's friends piled out of the car, wielding some sort of weapon, and took defensive stances. Edward and Sean had baseball bats, David had a Skateboard, and Brandon had a board with a nail in it.

Dan realised that they would need help. He rushed out of his car, taking his metal baseball bat with him, and charged at the Homeboyz.

The Homeboyz exited their vehicles and began to fight Dan's friends, but they were armed with nothing but their fists. Dan's friends were armed.

Dan jumped up on the hood of one of the Homeboy-mobiles, and whacked at one Homeboy in the back of the head with his baseball. The Homeboy got knocked down, and left delirious by Dan's hit.

The Homeboyz soon retreated, by hastily scrambling into their cars while still taking hits. Unfortunately, thumping sounds from $4000 stereo systems' basses were ever present, as Homeboy re-enforcements were coming from the direction of Bob's house.

Two more "suped up" civics were closing in on Dan's friends.

This time they were ready for battle.

The Homeboyz got out of their car, and charged at the group of friends. Dan's armed friends retaliated, and sent them running back to their car almost instantly.

Than, the process repeated about ten times, before they could see cluster of Homeboy-mobiles charging down the street, and away from them.

"They have retreated, let's start up the engines, and get the hell out of here, and to Bob's house."

Edward decided to ride in Dan's car.

As Dan looked into his civic, he exclaimed "Dude!" because he just saw that the Pirates attacking him were destroyed, and he caught the cut-scene of the Turanic Carrier hyper spacing away.

Dan and his friends in another car began to drive to Bob's house, but Dan started to hear distant screams and saw people running from the house in a panicked rush…