You did, too! At last, my TRUE fan *glares at all the nonrepliers*
Just for you, I'll post my part. Maybe it'll induce all those people out there who AREN'T REPLYING to reply ...

It was amazing, Kovu mused, how one could be so cheerful and still be ready to fight at a moment's notice. Nightshade was laughing loudly with Ducky. It was also amazing, he thought, that Coppertop trusted her. He wouldn't ... but after all, he'd only seen her once before.
The young, pretty black rabbit had startlingly deep blue eyes. It was strange how all the beautiful, young females that he met were mercenaries, and Nightshade was no exception. She couldn't be more than twenty, and had a strange way of dressing. He had skeptically noted her silky black dress, but not so skeptically noted her hundreds of knives, and her sword. Small pouches carrying unknown substances hung at her dark grey belt, a belt that matched her eartips, paws and tail. She strode freely over the snowy ground, Ducky explaining her staff's properties and Nightshade pretending to listen. Grath was nodding as Ducky talked to a deaf audience, and Kaz made a smart remark every third line or so. This earned him many annoyed looks from Ducky, and eventually Coppertop rescued Nightshade. Claw, as always on such adventures, was silently watching the friends. Copper took Nightshade aside, and the mercenary joined them. His fur was dusted by a light sprinkle of snow, and his red eyes were trained on Nightshade's face. It was clear that he didn't trust her, even if she had saved Copper's life, and, probably, his.
"Well, what did you want from me?" demanded Nightshade. Claw glared at her, but Copper merely looked exasperated.
"Have you not heard a word that I've said? You're in mortal danger. The Deathless Ones have probably already targeted us, but Claw says that he hasn't seen many that like cold. So we might be safe - for now. Since you helped kill Kroys, we've tried to return the favor and save you from certain doom. Get my drift?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, I been on my own for most of my life, 'kay? I think I can take care of myself. I don't have any ties with you, and no loyalties. I only came with you 'cause you made me, see."
"No ties - so why did you kill Kroys?" Copper shot back.
"'Cause I don't like seein' the bad guys win, see. If I thought he was right, I'da left you to the wolves, so to speak. But I didn't, an' here we are - " she spread her arms and shrugged. Claw might have rolled his eyes, but it was hard to tell. He looked exasperated and annoyed, anyhow, as he shook his head and half-turned away.
Ducky, who had heard the last part, marched up, brandishing her staff fiercely. Kovu, who had tailed her with Shinyso, gave the latter a wry half-grin.
"Fine, so get yourself killed. We only came half-way across the galaxy to see if you were okay and save your life. We only wanted to help you, and keep you from the tender mercies of the Deathless Ones. And you turn us down. So fine, we don't care anymore. We'll try to save the galaxy on our own, and when we fail because we needed more help, we can blame it all on you. That's if we, and you, are still around. Go your own way, I don't care. This wasn't my idea. But I saw the sense in it; if we don't do something the galaxy will be worse off than if Kroys lived. But if you, like a multitude of others, decide to turn a blind eye to our efforts, you might as well be saying that you hope the Deathless Ones win. But the thing about 'bad guys' is that they don't care where your loyalties lie. You're a rabbit; they kill you. Simple as that. In the long run, with the right help, we'll win. But while we might be making you lose a bit of money, you'll gain it all back. What good are credits, after all, to a dead mercenary? Answer that, if you can," she finished triumphantly. Nightshade looked stunned, and Copper nearly cheered. Claw grinned at the thief's discomfiture, and Kovu and Grath traded knowing looks.
"Who - we - I - what?" she spluttered.
"Just what I said," Ducky said promptly. Nightshade looked ashamed.
"Well ... I guess I could. I did've a prospective, um, victim in mind, but I guess he c'n wait." She turned to Ducky. "Congratulations on convincing this thief, Greyrabbit. Not many can do that, y'know."
"So you'll come?" Kovu pounced. Nightshade grinned dryly.
"I guess so, huh? Score one for Greyrabbit."
Ducky grinned self-consciously. The snow attempted to block the sunlight, but it didn't matter. The Assassin lay waiting, and Nightshade was with them. Only - what, five more friends to find? Alpha and Omega, Wild Angel, Zanzibar and Emerald Dragon. That wasn't much.
Claw looked almost cheerful as he trotted over to where Shinyso stood. He held a whispered conference with him, before heading for the Assassin-
"Oy! Coppertop and crew!"
A familiar chestnut Darkspray was settled on the snowoy ground a short distance away. A suited figure was striding towards them, removing her helmet as she did so to reveal bloodred fur with matching eyes. A smile lit that face, and she supported another suited figure, this one limping.
"Alpha," Copper said warmly, no doubt remembering how instrumental she and her brother had been. She strode forward, paw outstretched. Alpha shook it, still smiling.
"I've been scouring the galaxy for you, mercenary. Drant, though!"
"What happened to Omega?" Coppertop queried, indicating the other. Alpha's face fell.
"He ... was attacked. I haven't gotten much more out of him, but-"
Omega cut her short by carefully removing his helmet. He looked up slowly, and his eyes fastened onto Copper's bemused face.
"So they haven't gotten you yet, you old gunslinger. I might have known that Beren wouldn't find you that easily. But he'll be looking," he said. Coppertop stared at him, trying to organize her thoughts. Foremost was this is who we've been looking for! Omega has the information that we need!
"Beren? So that's who's been trying to kill us off? What happened to you?"
"Long story. Y'll take us, too?"
"Of course," she said distractedly. "Grath, uh ... Shinyso, take the Jendara to Carrotus, will you?"
"Aye aye, cap'n," Grath said, saluting. Shinyso rolled his eyes resignedly. As he followed Grath onto the ship, he could be heard muttering, " ... Can't imagine what's gotten into her ... "

The Saret was in trouble. The vessel's engines were failing fast, and her air supply was short. Saturn, her dark hair cut short and her green eyes frantic, attempted to shut down the engines to conserve power, but her craft was no longer responding. Hissing with helpless frustration, she slammed her fist onto the control board.
"Blast! If I lose my ship, these guys'll have a lot to answer for!" A rocking explosion made the Saret shudder. Gasping now for breath that would not come, Saturn raced down the corridor for the escape pod. It was large enough for one to pace, and she did so energetically while waiting for the small turbine engines to kick in. A roar filled her ears, and rosy light washed over her from the porthole as the Saret was consumed. Saturn was thrown free, and in a moment was tumbling through star-studded space. The explosion that followed them was quite spectacular, but Saturn didn't see it. For when the pod had thrust forward, she had fallen and hit her head violently against the wall, rendering her unconscious ...

Well, more later (of course ) so bye for now.