Just as Korben, Leeloo, Father and Cyrez escaped Zorg's building, a beep inside the building, throughout the building sounded. The bomb detectors.
    A hand-piece on Zorg's hand also beeped. "They want to blow my building!" Zorg shouted while running down another one of the many hallways led to his private workshop. "They'll pay for this." He looked over to Nicolle, who was running beside him.
    "Guess your plan to revenge on them was garbage, huh?" Nicolle was amused.
    "This is the plan." Zorg answered not so amused.
    "Where the hell are we going to anyway?" Nicolle glanced back at Zorg.
    "Escape route." He simply replied.
    "Nice." Nicolle mumbled.
    They came to a stop in front of a thick and heavy silver door with a key pad on the side. Zorg stared at it for a second, thinking. "I know the codes. . . I think." Then he moved his fingers over the key pad.
    The heavy door opened slowly with a dim hiss.
    They moved quickly in.
    A nasty-looking yet gracefull smooth-faced spacefighter was sitting in the middle of the over-twenty-meter long workshop. The spacefighter looked somewhat like Zorg's ZFX200.
    Zorg stood proudly in front of it, and said as if to himself, "My new ZFX250." He then saw Nicolle's confused look, then added, "With some private new adjustments." He smiled. "I was building it privately, only by my most trusted technicians. Though it is not quite finished," Zorg smiled one of his evilish smile, "it will do the job."
    Beep!
    The sound broke into Zorg's thoughts.
    "Can't we just go, Zorg?"
    "Yes." Zorg walked over to one of the working tables and grabbed a metalic box which looked like warm-aluminum with some sybols on it. He opened the box and saw four stones, four Sacred Stones sitting in the box safely. He smiled, and ran into his plane.

    A small pink sports car emerged from Zorg's building in the dark night and flew away from it. It was seemingly overloaded. Far behind it, a small but bright little dot of light also emerged and flew out of Zorg Industry building, and headed for the cloudless night sky at a spremely fast speed.
    "Tsouk dot!" Leeloo exclaimed inside the crowded little pink car, pointing to the sky. "Zorg!" She and all of them looked at once as the tiny bit of light disappeared into the stars.
    Cyrez turned around from the front seat beside the driver and looked at Leeloo, "Are you sure?" He knew he should not have doubt in her, but somehow, Cyrez was curious how she know all these stuff.
    Leeloo tried to stand instead of being tucked in the small back seat with Father Cornelius. She failed and dropped back into her seat. "Yes." She replied.
    Korben added from the front, "Well, this is no space craft. And I hate space travels, so don't think I am taking you up to the stars. Once is enough." He went into some memories of the old times; the guns, the people and the orders were happening all over again. It was the feeling that Korben hated so much, not the travelling itself. He glanced back, "Besides, we have the Father. Just leave Zorg to the authorities. Let's just go home."
    "The stars. . . suns. . . evil!" Father Cornelius murmured to himself quietly, then he gasped in astonishment. He looked at Leeloo beside him worrily, "There's something very important, very vital that I forgot!"
    "What is it?" Leeloo asked.
    "That's the problem! I forgot! I can't remember!" The priest was upset, "All I know is that it is very important!"
    Korben looked in the mirror at Leeloo and suggested, "Leeloo, why don't you do that. . , thing again? You know, to read his mind."
    "She can do that?" Both Cyrez and the Father exclaimed. She nodded,
    "To read his memories, not his mind." She put her fingers on Father Cornelius' temples and eyes gently, "Relax. It won't hurt."
    The priest nodded softly and Cyrez watched with amazement.
    Korben sat at the front seat mumbling to himself, "Yeah, whatever it is. . ."
    A few more minutes passed. The timer was counting every second of it.
    Finally, Leeloo looked at all three people with a terrified look on her face. "Zorg's got the elements." Her face was white, green eyes flashed with fear, for the universe.
    The car suddenly jerked as Korben shouted, "What?! Again?" He then snapped the driver's wheel tight.
    "He had drugged Father Cornelius, and now he's got the Sacred Stones. Even worse, the Evil remained undefeated, and Zorg is to deliver the stones." Leeloo added.
    Cyrez sighed, "It still wants to turn the Light of Creation to the dark side." He sighed, "Great! How are we going to stop them? We don't have a spacecraft at hand?"
    After a few moments, Father Cornelius pointed to a place that was lightened with cars and all sort of things. A spaceship is in the middle of the crowd. The so-called spaceship was weird looking. It looked just like a slice of paparoni piazza from the top, instead of red paparonis, they were green, flashy green. "How about that one?"
    The pink sports car turned around down to the crowd abruptly, and flew down nearly at the speed of sound. He looked at the altitude indicator. Then at Cyrez's timer.
    120 m, 18 : 02
    90 m, 18 : 01
    60 m, 18 : 00
    30 m, 17 :59
    The car dropped like a rock; the time reduces like the altitude. The nose of the car abrupted lifted and the car slow and landed just beside the spacecraft.
    Now Korben and hear people yelling, shouting in joy or so seemed. Aside the spacecraft, a portable hovering stage stood, up on it, six or so guys gazed in amazement at Korben's entrance.
    One of the guys on the stage wore bright orange cloth, and dyed his hair green. He was helding a long microphone. Ruby Rhod.
    "Ruby!" Leeloo laughed happily.
    "Yeah, it's Ruby." Korben laughed not-so-happily.
    He looked over to Cyrez and asked, "How much time til that thing goes off?"
    Cyrez was pale, he inhaled deeply and looked at his watch, "Uh... seventeen minutes and counting." He exhaled.
    "Damn." Korben answered, and went out of the car. Then he realized he was the closest one to Ruby than any of the crowds. He jumped onto the stage professionally as others got out of the car.
    "Korben Dallas!" Ruby shouted. "Korben my man! How nice of you to drop by!" He spoke into his mike, "Let's rock! Green?" The whole crowd cheered.
    Korben coldly grabbed Ruby by his shirt, "Look, I did not want to play dumbo and I still don't. Green, Ruby?"
    "Green." Ruby replied with fear for his man.
    "Good." Korben snapped the mike from Ruby and said, "Look everyone, that building is going to blow up in fifteen minutes. The shockwave will wipe this place clean, so you are going to get the hell out of here? You GREEN ?" He threw the mike back to Ruby and jumped down the stage.
    Ruby and his fellows followed. The crowd stood. "Bzzzzz!! Didn't you hear the man?" Both the crowd and his fellows scattered. He turned back to Korben who was walking toward Leeloo. "Hey, Korben my man, is it really gonna blow? And wipe us clean?"
    "We're taking your ship." Korben answered with a different answer.
    "Hey, man," Ruby grunted, "you know-" He stopped abruptly as he saw Cyrez coming out of the car. "Eh!" Ruby grabbed Korben to one side with all his strength.
    "Hey!" Korben snapped his shirt back. "What do you want?"
    Ruby whispered softly, while monitoring Cyrez, "He's a spy!"
    "I know."
    "You know?" Ruby was surprise, "But, but, he works for Zorgie!"
    "It's Zorg; and no. He works for us." Korben was running out of patience.
    "He does?"
    Korben yelled, "Just believe each word I say!" Korben glared at Ruby, "Are you going to get on your ship or just stand here and be wiped out?"
    "Ten minutes; Major." Cyrez noted Korben. He also saw fear in Ruby's eyes. Not just fear, but distrust. He told himself. I don't need his trust any ways.

    Minutes later, in the cockpit of Ruby's ship - Green Galaxy, which was in the middle of the crust of the piazza-looking ship, Father Cornelius complained, "Mr. Dallas, everything is ready to go, except for Mr. Rhod."
    Korben turned to the Father, "We'll go without him then." He simply said.
    Ruby rushed into the cockpit that was decorated by colourful ribbons hanging from the top, which Korben did not appreciate much. "I don't wanna die!" Ruby cried. Leeloo had explained what they were going to do, which caused Ruby crying in fear.
    "Uh, Major? If you want to get out here alive, the time is now." Cyrez suggested as the timer counted 0 : 10.
    Korben, already ran out of patience, ignored Ruby and launched Green Galaxy.
    Green Galaxy shot up into the sky, leaving a trace of white smoke from its engines as the explosion lit up the night sky. The sky now looked sea blue to Leeloo, who was sitting at a seat near a window. It reminded how blue and beautiful the sky once seemed to her, right after they thought they defeated the evil. Right when Korben expressed his love to her. Now the evil was among them again, trying to turn the Light of Creation to the dark side. She knew in her heart, that this time they had little chance to win.
    The shockwave stormed the place, the trace of technology in the surrounding ten kilometers were wiped out clean. It was ironic, the technology which was now used to destroy the trace of their origin.

    "We are now cleared of Earth's atomsphere." Cyrez read the computer and reported.
    "Set pursuit course. Search for any ships in this region. They can't be far." Korben said.
    "Unless Zorg has gone into hyperspace." Cyrez corrected Korben.
    "Unless he has gone into hyperspace." Korben repeated quietly, showing a little hope of finding Zorg. He knew Zorg was an intelligent man, in fact, too intelligent that the authorities even could not get their hands on him.
    "I don't wanna die. . ." Ruby cried as if to no one in the background. "Where are we going?" Ruby looked around, expecting some answers.
    The priest had gone from the cockpit. Father Cornelius was to figure out what happens when the evil does turns the Light of Creation to dark. The Darkened Light, the priest had told Korben.
    "To the stars." Korben answered Ruby emotionlessly, still drifting in his thinkings.

    At a resting quarter onboard the Green Galaxy, at a side of the ship, Priest Cornelius' thoughts wandered through the stars.  He saw not just the stars and suns, but millions of life and beauties in the galaxy.  The three suns at opened an entrance for the evil was no where in sight, though, the forces and terrors of the pure evil was among all of them.  He laid his eyes slowly back to the room he stood alone in.  It was dim, yet, he could clearly see the shades, and everything in the room.  He looked without seeing.
   Deep in the priest's heart, he knew all sorts of help were useless once the pure evil get the Sacred Stones.  All sorts of efforts were a waste of time once the pure evil turned the Light of Creation to the ultimate Doomsday weapon.  Or so the priest believe.

    Leeloo knew Father Cornelius' beliefs from the ancient were too powerful, and too influential for him to think beyond what he was told.  Cornelius could not go beyond without her help; she was determined to open the priest's eyes to the impossible.  Leeloo believed, and knew, that though all the efforts were insignificant, but the efforts were not useless.  Even when the Light was darkened.  Now it was time for the priest to believe.
    Leeloo slowly opened the door to the room where Father Cornelius was staying.  The ray of light landed on the back of the priest, revealing the strong comparison between the light, the dark, and a man caught in between.
    The priest was sitting on a sofa facing out the window.  He sighed and said to whoever had opened the door without even turning his face around.  "It's hopeless.  Totally hopeless.  We will never get the Sacred Stones back. . ."  His eyes slowly filled with tears.
    "No."  Leeloo answered peacefully, and resourcefully; at that moment, she did not seem to be Leeloo, who was innocent and playful.  Instead, she was like a person who spoke through knowledge of far beyond the known, and great experiences.
    She slowly walked to the priest's side, and put one hand gently on the priest's shoulder.  "No.  The efforts are not hopeless, no matter how insignificant they seemed."  She looked out the window and then back on Cornelius.  "Ever see drops of water drip down on a stone, trying to drill a hole in it?  Sure it seemed ridiculous, even hopeless, but look deeper; as time goes on, the water will  result a hole in the stone.  It will."  She smiled softly down at the priest, who was looking up at her with tear-filled eyes.
    "But it is different. . ."  The priest said sadly, "that is about time, but this, is about-"
    "There is no difference."  Leeloo interrupted Father Cornelius fiercely; she kneed down and put a hand on the thick window in front of her.  She felt it softly.  "Does this seems different from the stars out there to you?  Does this seems different from us?"  She continued, "All of these, and reality, is made up of what known to you as matter.  And this, matter, is made up of, atoms, or the four elements to the ancient Greeks.  What is different is their unique arrangements; by putting the differences together, they create what is unlikely to be created, such as me, a Fifth Element."
    Father Cornelius seemed inspired; he remained silent and turned his face around to the stars.  Then he noticed a shadowy blur moving at a not-so-distant space.  Gradually, the blur becomes more 'realistic' and started taking a triangular shape.  The priest was shocked by this sight, and he stood there said nothing with his eyes wide.  Leeloo, by his side, found this sight and was studying carefully.  The blurry shape then shimmered with purple sparks, and formed a piece of metallic object slowly.

 On the bridge, Cyrez yelled out in worry, "Major Dallas?  I am detecting something unusual here. . . can't identify it yet."
    Korben Dallas went to his side and looked down at the monitor, "Hmm, that's odd."
    "I've got a bad feeling about this."  Ruby said at one side, who insisted on staying on the bridge with his man.  "I mean, Korben, I travel a lot-"
    Korben shot Ruby a sharp look and Ruby became quiet.  Quiet, but still murmuring.
    "I am getting it!"  Cyrez turned to Korben who was no paying close attention.  "It's a ship or some kind for sure."
    "How come you have not detect it earlier?"  Korben asked simply.  A thought went across his mind.  "Zorg?"
    "Still unidentified, sir."  Cyrez answered simply without taking his eyes off the data which kept on scrolling on the monitor.
    A high-pitch sound was present, and it grews suddenlly louder, then followed by the rock of the entire Green Galaxy.
    Braaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm. . .
    The missle hit knocked all of the crew of Green Galaxy off their feet.

    Cyrez braced himself and threw himself back to the monitor from the cold floor.
    Korben, lying on the ground mumbled as if to himself, "It's Zorg alright."  He jumped up from his back and rushed to the pilot's seat.  He held the controller with his right hand and dropped his left hand on a flat touch-screen device just beside his legs.  He pushed hardly on the screen and a green light lit up.  He then moved his left palm gently up; more green lights lit up.  The view-finder main screen in front of Korben's eyes showed up a line of words.  They read, "Thrust Output : MAX."  Korben smiled as he felt a sudden burst of power thrust him back against his seat.
    The rest of the crew went kissing the ground again.

    In the resting quarter where Father Cornelius and Leeloo were at, they found themselves lying on the soft carpet floor with their feet pointed up at the ceiling.  Father Cornelius was panting while his head leaned against the floor, inhaling dust into his nostrils.  Leeloo however, was in a much better position comparing to the Father.  She was lying on the ground and her long legs were caught mid-air in some cables that had fallen off during the impact.
    With a swift leap, she unattached the cables and landed on her feet again.  She giggled at Father Cornelius for his ridiculous position.
    "Now, Leeloo, do not laugh.  Won't you help me up?"  Father looked at her.
    Leeloo grabbed Father Cornelius by his right arm and pulled him up and left him in moaning.  "Let's move."
    "Where?"  The priest was still moaning from the pain.
    Leeloo rushed him away without answering; her usual smile was gone.

     A while earlier, onboard of the ZFX250.
    "Now let's show'em a thing or two.  Shall we?"  Zorg grinned in the pilot seat.  Nicolle, sitting behind him, working on calculations on the computer.  "Revert the cloaking sequence.  And, prepare to attack."  Zorg said with joy as if his favourite movie was going to start in any second.
    The ZFX250 shimmered with purple lights around its sleek body and revealed its nasty-looking fire arms under the wings and in front of its nose.  The distant of ZFX250 and its target was reducing every second.
    "Target locked.  Missle ready.  Shields to maximum."  Nicolle reported with no emotions on her face.  She was simply doing her job without any emotion interfering.
    "No, drop shields.  It wouldn't be challenging if it was too easy."  Zorg smiled back at Nicolle and switch to weapon control.  On the screen, the digital image of Green Galaxy appeared with a flashing red square around its body.  Then a smaller square appeared in the middle.
    "I only hope I can be there when the missle strikes."  Zorg said before he pressed the red button on the control panel.  His words meant nothing more than his love for chaos.  The only reason he wanted to be on his prey was to see and feel the chaos throughout it.
    Nicolle looked at him with a frown, still studying his words.  Isn't he crazy or what?  The words came into Nicolle's mind.  Then she heard a click and she knew the missle was fired.
    "The bird is away!"  Zorg looked at his monitor in joy.
    A bright energy-missle flew out from under the protected wings of the ZFX250, heading straight for its prey, Green Galaxy, like an angel of death.  The flash from its tail ripped the dark space.  The missle exploded over the main hull of the Green Galaxy; it was a positive impact, only it hit right on the energy shields over the hull.  The energy shields flashed with brilliant blue the second the missle explodes, and was gone the next.  However, even though the Green Galaxy was undamaged, the missle did rocked it hard.
    "Target remains."  Nicolle reported again.
    "Yes, I can see that, can't I?"  Zorg was now not so happy as before, but still held a piece of his joy.  He watched as Green Galaxy speeded up and high-tailed away.  He was not disappointed.  "Switch to laser fire."
    "Are you just trying to play them?"  Nicolle asked.  "Why don't you just send them another missle and we can be on our way?"
    Zorg's smile was gone.  He turned and glared at Nicolle, who showed no fear.  "I said, switch to laser fire.  Can't you see I am trying to enjoy my revenge?"
    "Is that what it was all about?"  She looked at Zorg coldly, "Then, as you wish."  She said and turned back to her station.
    "Thank you."  Zorg closed his eyes and said softly, gently.  Then he turned back to the fire control station.

    Brilliant green plasma bullets were stripping away the precious shields from the Green Galaxy.  Each hit lit up the hull with blue-green lights.  The stars at the distance also seemed to reflect the flashing of the light.
    "Ah!"  Korben Dallas looked at the shield indicator and saw the numbers slowly decreasing.  "Do you have weapons on the ship?"  Ruby shook his head in fear.  Korben sighed and turned back to the monitor.  "I tried to play it soft,"  he murmured and pulled up the controller stick all the way.
    People on the deck fell to the ground again.
    "What are you doing?"  Ruby demanded.
    Korben ignored.
    Cyrez watched in silence.
    The priest who just entered stared in shock.
    Korben had turned the ship all the way around, heading straight toward their attacker.  The monitor flashed with green lights again as more and more hits were present.  Beside the sounds of explosion and the steady humming engine, the control room was completely silent.

    "Zorg, they have turned around."  Nicolle read from the data screen.  "And is heading right at us."
    "What are they trying to do?"  Zorg was now a bit worried.  "They don't even have a weapon on that ship, why are they taking attacking position?"  Zorg bit his lips as a thought came to him.  He ordered, "Re-route all power to weapon control."
    The green plasma fired even more intensively than before.
    "They are on a collision course!"  Nicolle gasped.
    "Oh yeah?"  A evil grin went on Zorg's face.  "Let see if are really that tough."
    Nicolle abandoned her station and turned to Zorg, "Are you crazy?"  She shouted above the noises of plasma fire.
    Zorg stared at his target and kept on firing, "They will turn at the last second."
    "What if they don't?"
    Zorg glared at her, then back to his screen.  He answered nothing.
    The Green Galaxy was getting closer each second.
    Nicolle calculated that if they collide, the possibility of her survival was, in lack of a better word, tiny.  Death is a release.  She told herself.  Then I'll be free from Zorg's grip.  The thought did not made the suituation look better to her.  She still did not like the thought of being jammed and swallowed in flames of fire.  She looked back at Zorg, who had now let go of the firing button, and was concentrating on the course of their flight.
 The Green Galaxy looked much bigger than before now to Nicolle and Zorg.  And it was getting bigger each second.  Nicolle stood up, squinted at the image.  She could see lights emitting from the hull of the Green Galaxy, hear the deep humming of its engine, and the most frighting, the flashes of shields from both the ZFX-250 and the Green Galaxy.
    "Oh no."  Zorg gasped, and tilted the controller stick.
    Bssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
    The shields flashed and glowed.
    It was an hard impact, but there was no fire, no smoke, and no explosion.  The small triangualr fighter was bounced away by both the shields of both ships.  The Green Galaxy jerked to one side, and the ZFX-250 was thrown into the space, spinning.

    "Ugh!"  Nicolle tried to get up from the un-flat, and she found herself miracly alive, yet wounded.  Then she saw Zorg, lying on the ground, too, was not dead.
    Zorg gasped and murmured, "I can't believe he didn't turn!  He was suppose to turn!  He was not suppose to crash into me!"
    "How the hell did you think he'll turn?!"  Nicolle finally yelled at Zorg.
    Zorg was a little bit more calmed.  He turned he face to Nicolle's reddening face and answered to Nicolle's question.  "That's the way he was trained."
    Nicolle sat back down at her seat, "Maybe the life of a cabie changed his style!"  She ignored Zorg's moaning and begun tapping on the keypad and found out it was not working at all.  Smoke from the burning wires floated out into the air.  She got up and hurried to a computer panel which was still working, and reported from the screen.
    "The auto-navigational systems are off-line.  Weapon controls are down.  Engines at 40%.  Shields are gone, and the Hyperdrive is-" She paused when she read the line.
    "Don't tell me."  Zorg slowly got up and trudged to Nicolle's side.
    She stared and finished, "Malfunctioned.  There's no way to fix it."
    Zorg reached out a hand from Nicolle's back and hold her right hand.  Nicolle tensed.  An urge came to her, and she fought it.  The urge of kissing Zorg was revolting, she told herself.  For all her life she had wanted to kill Zorg, why was she wanting to kiss him?
    Zorg did not seemed to notice the feeling Nicolle had, he stared at the monitor and moved Nicolle's right hand down and touched a green button at the side of the panel.  Then he let go of her hand.
    A deep hum noised, and the ship shook once.
    "Seems like the cloaking device is still working."  Zorg turned back to the pilot seat.
    Nicolle froze, the urge was gone, completely.  She stood where she was with a feeling of losing something.  Losing a great chance to kill Zorg.  She tried to convince herself as she sat back down, however, even herself did not believe it.
    Zorg checked his computer station.  "The radar system is still working, but other things are almost all down.  Looks like we have to fly this thing on manual."  By the look on his face, Nicolle realized that Zorg was not even talking to her.
    She switched on the radar systems at her station and found a new ship entering the sector from hyperspace.
    She inhaled, then read the monitor calmly, as emotionless as before, as the way she should be.  "There's another starship coming in."  She glanced up at the pilot.