It was that mummy-wrapped camel woman, the Jack of Spades. She was exactly twice your size as she looked down on you. You could see a glint in her eyes and her pitch white hair as she looked down on you. You were about to stand up but then you remembered that you were strapped in rather tight. Then you grunt because you felt a pain in your neck. You looked at your neck and you see that you now have a tattoo yourself. It was a clover symbol and the number two, to your concern.
You looked up at the camel woman and she let out a sigh. "I guess it was wishful thinking that we'd find an Ace on that insignificant piece of rock. We could vaporize that planet and it would be of no loss to the galaxy." You couldn't believe it and you were somewhat afraid. The camel woman spoke and in English. "Y-You understand English?" you ask. "Not really," says the camel woman. "These symbols implanted into our body act as universal translators as well as display your rank." "Rank?" you ask. Then you see that there were two other anthros in the room.
One of them was a chubby white and purple skinned sea slug woman who seemed to have a Barbie-doll like anatomy. On her stomach was a tattoo of a Heart and the number 5. The other anthro in the room was a purple and white feathered woodpecker man with his hair worn in a mohawk style. He was wearing a black loincloth and had a tattoo on the side of his head of the number 4 and a diamond. All these anthros seemed to be ranked like playing cards.
The camel woman finally let you free as you stood up. "I am Spade Jack." Said the camel woman. "I," you said nervously. "I am Bethany Jacobson, of Earth." The camel woman just let out a scoff. "Not anymore. Your new designation is Clover Two. You were taken here because the Royal 12, of which I am a part of, believe you to be a peculiar specimen of your race." "I don't follow." You said. Spade Jack lets out a snort. "All of us on this spacecraft were brought here because we have unusual genetic codes that make us the pinnacle of our species." You found that hard to believe. "And you think that I've got a strange gene?" "You have no idea," says Spade Jack. "But unfortunately, the O.K.E. signature we picked up from you was weak compared to the rest of the crew. I'm afraid at your current level it will be a while before you are ready to face the coming storm."
"Coming storm?" you asked more afraid than ever. "What is that?" "All in time," said Spade Jack. "Follow me." Without any other options you followed Spade Jack into what looked like...
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