Ferran glanced, scared, at the place that his best Friend, Alcantraz, had vanished, like a Fader Bull, 2 weeks before. A fellow Fe-Matoran stepped up next to him and gripped the Guard rail. His name was Rakkan. "Wondering where Alcantraz is, Ferran?" Rakkan asked.

"Well...yeah. Of course I am. He was my Best Friend. Why wouldn't I wonder where he is?" Ferran uneasily replied.

"Don't worry. He'll be fine. After all, he is the lead Jailer. And besides, if he's...um..." Rakkan attempted to say a word that he had never wanted to say about the head Jailer.

"Go ahead and say it, Rakkan. If he's dead..." Ferran continued the sentence for Rakkan with that little word.

"If he's dead, he died in the line of duty. He'd like that. If he's dead, he did like it. Not to say he overly enjoyed it, but still...."

"I know. I get your point."

Their conversation was halted by the sound of footsteps behind them. Ferran spun, expecting to see escaped prisoners, and his hand went to his tool belt. He relaxed slightly when he realized that it was only 5 fellow Matoran of Iron. Only Fe-Matoran were allowed to take Posts at the Jail, nowadays, after an accident with an Av-Matoran shooting a low powered light bolt at a Guard Rail, sending the Ta-Matoran on Guard duty plummeting to his untimely death in the Forest Floor below. After that little incident, only Fe-Matoran were accepted, for their increased endurance.

Suddenly, one of the five Matoran, one named Jerkax, pointed at something falling quite quickly over Ferran's head. It had glowing red eyes, was blueish-green, and appeared to be rolled up. As it unrolled it's slim body, Ferran Stepped away. He got a bad vibe from that...creature. At the same time he was stepping back, Jerkax stepped forward. He quickly became the Leeches' first meal and victim.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH," He screamed, terrified. "Someone help me! It hurts! It--" He suddenly straightened up, recovering. He wore an evil grin now, and his mask and armor had turned from their normal grey to a Grayish-black color. He raised his sparkling, Protosteel blade to attack Ferran, when it was suddenly blocked. Ferran looked over in surprise to see that Rakkan had come to his rescue. He had unsheathed--

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AUGH! My Television braodcast must have gone out of control. Well, I hope you liekd your small Preview while you got it. That was hard to write, and having almost all of it spoiled.. uh-oh. XD

As you all probably know, that last part was mostly a Joke. But the Epic part was serious. I'm wondering what people's opinions are about if that's good enough to start an Epic. Post, please?