Sage was in no mood to have her men mess around with the women on board and she had made it clear that they were to kill absolutely everyone on board. They were not to fool around like the perverted idiots they were. The only reason half of her crew was still alive is because they were strong and ruthless, she needed that. It was only a bonus that she was able to trust the lot of them.<br/><br/>Easily walking down the middle of the hallway while her men rushed around her and killed people that got in her way. She did not have to once step over a dead body or dodge an attack because her men took care of leaving her a clear path. Watching her men fight and kill, she was looking for one of this ship's crew members to stand out. When she found him, he would be forced to go with her wether he liked it or not.<br/><br/>A man dressed in a very expensive suit, fell at her feet and put his hand on her shoe. "Please..Please ahve mercy," he begged. Sage stopped and all her men fell silent, holding their victims still and keeping them quiet. No one had ever seen her fight before and they were rather curious. The whole ship fell silent as the man continued to beg at her feet. Pulling out her gun, she pointed it at the man and he stiffened with the barrel in between his eyes. "Move." was all she said.<br/><br/>The man slowly stood as the gun moved with him, staying perfectly in between his eyes. Taking one step back, the man started to move away but a shot rang out through the ship. Blood fell in rivelets down the man's face and dripped off his chin onto the blue carpet floor. Blood was splattered on the walls behind him and on his clothes. He dropped like a rock and layed unmoving. Sage lowered her gun and turned to look over her shoulder at one of her men holding his gun up, a thin trail of smoke coming from the barrel.<br/><br/>Holstering her gun, she was glad she didnt have to kill the man or waste a bullet on him. Suddenly, all the noises of fighting swamped the ship again and she continued on. Only to turn a corner and have a man barrel into her. Gasping, she grabbed his shirt as she fell back and took him down with her as they fell. Him landing on top, she let out a soft groan and coughed lightly at his weight suddenly crashing down on her. Opening her eyes, she came face to face with a man and was quick to take in every aspect of him. Seeing the grease mark on his cheek and his hands stained with the black stuff, the wrench in his hand, and his well-defined muscles as well as lean figure. He was the engineer no doubt.