C.M Aeris: Dawn…
Dawn: Yes?
C.M Aeris: I'm not gonna review this time because I'm not done reading it yet. AND I DON'T WANT TO READ THIS. IT'S GONNA SPOIL EVERYTHING!
Dawn: (sniffs) Alright. But read it after you're done!!!! Let's go!
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story except destiny Arison.
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Chapter 1- the Lost and Found
"Is this what it all comes down to?"
"I've already told you, yes. Have you found him?"
"No sir, he disappeared as soon as word came out."
"And the girl?"
"She denies all contact with Ender, sir. But the must be keeping in touch."
"And?"
"We have persuaded her to go into hiding. If Locke is trying complete world domination, he would kill Ender first and definitely contact his sister to find out where he is."
"Yes, yes, we all know that. You must find him. And the army?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Of course you don't, you're lazing this off. Two are dead already."
"But surely the media would have-"
"Put out the word? Yes. But the media does not know yet that they have disappeared. And in whose hands do you think they are?"
"Then they're not dead?"
"They're as good as dead. Now stop yapping. We haven't much time."
"You have… 1 new message." Bean blinked, who could possibly be writing to him now? He hoped it was Nikolai, yet hoped it wasn't. Being his brother and best friend it was very easy to trace the message to
Bean. And if the rumors going around were true, then
Bean must not be found.
Four years had passed since the Third Invasion and things had begun to settle down. Now they started to heat up again, only there were no formic. He opened the e-mail.
WE ARE IN A CRISIS. YOU ARE NEEDED TO PERFORM SERVICES
FOR THE I.F. I WILL SEE YOU IN 0500 HOURS.
-GRAFF
'It's like I don't even have a choice.' Bean thought bitterly. They think I have no life? Well I have one, now. But what crisis is it that they need me so badly that they could trace my e-mail?
Bean got lost in his thoughts for a while. He didn't realize that someone was at his door until they pounded furiously for about twenty times. He checked who it was. Graff. Of course. He opened the door.
"Colonel," he greeted.
"Commander."
"What are you talking about?" Bean said. "I'm not the commander of anything. Ender was the commander."
"He was…"
"What happened?" said Bean quickly. "Is Ender alright?"
"Let me tell you a little story…"
***
"As you know, reports on an important aspect of the
Third Invasion are due today. You will present today in alphabetical order. Are you ready, Miss Arison?"
Destiny got up. Battle school, here I come, she thought. Clearing her throat, she said, "My report is about Andrew 'Ender' Wiggin, the commander of the army that defeated the formic in the Third Invasion."
Dully, she began to recite the information that he had gathered, as if she had read it a hundred times and completely memorized it.
"Many people do not know that Ender was a third. The first was Peter Wiggin, followed by Valentine. Ender was unusually small for his age, yet the fact still remained that he had been established as an enemy by his brother, Peter. After Ender proved himself to be strong in many points, the I.F. took him into the
Battle School where he was immediately isolated by
Colonel Graff. After making a couple of friends, the
I.F. isolated him again and transported him to the
Salamander Army, where-"
The teacher watched in horror as she kept on reciting top secret government information. Finally he spoke.
"That will be enough. Please see me in my office."
Destiny put on a worried face, fake, of course, and went across the hall. I think I've struck gold. About time too. She sat down in a chair.
In a couple of minutes, Mr. Anderson came in and sat in his dark leather chair. "So," he said, "so…" There was silence. "Exactly… how much have you researched this topic?" he asked.
Stupid, foolish man, she thought. "Enough," she said "to know about Dr. Device. Locke and Demosthenes.
Ender. I know most of it, Major Anderson."
"So you know about me as well."
A scary silence followed. Major Anderson leaned forward. "Do you know what the I.F. could do to you if they found out that you possess government information?"
"I have a couple of guesses,' Destiny replied. "Maybe you should put more security on your computer files so that the information hidden isn't so easy to acquire."
"Not even Ender could break in to those files," he said stiffly.
'So who does that make me' she thought. "Your point?" she asked.
He leaned back into the armchair. "I have a proposition for you."
"And I will take it," she said unemotionally.
He raised an eyebrow. "You don't even know what it is yet."
"Sure I do. You need me to go to Battle school.
"We don't need you,' he said.
"There's no point denying it," she said. "Either admit that you need me or let me walk away and you will probably never see me again, in or out of class."
He stared at her, long and hard. There, she thought, chew up tat cud, you stupid cow.
"Tell you what. Take a series of tests. If your grades are within the average needed, you'll go to the Battle school." She looked at him and he said, "We need you."
Complete collapse. Excellent.
Destiny took the series of tests and later Anderson wrote to the headquarters.
I HAVE FOUND THE ONE TO SAVE THE WORLD. SHE WILL REPORT TO THE SHUTTLE IN 1600 HOURS.
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C.M Aeris: Typical. Already spoiled the story for me. Anyway I'll try to finish the story by this weekend.
Dawn: Okay. Please do review.
C.M Aeris: Or I'll go chop off your heads!
Dawn: Hey! Theses are my fans! Don't yet at them.
C.M Aeris: Then at least give her five or more or I'll hunt you down—
Dawn: Cathaeris!!!
C.M Aeris: Alright, alright. Just review damnit!
Dawn: Yes?
C.M Aeris: I'm not gonna review this time because I'm not done reading it yet. AND I DON'T WANT TO READ THIS. IT'S GONNA SPOIL EVERYTHING!
Dawn: (sniffs) Alright. But read it after you're done!!!! Let's go!
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story except destiny Arison.
***********************************************************************
Chapter 1- the Lost and Found
"Is this what it all comes down to?"
"I've already told you, yes. Have you found him?"
"No sir, he disappeared as soon as word came out."
"And the girl?"
"She denies all contact with Ender, sir. But the must be keeping in touch."
"And?"
"We have persuaded her to go into hiding. If Locke is trying complete world domination, he would kill Ender first and definitely contact his sister to find out where he is."
"Yes, yes, we all know that. You must find him. And the army?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Of course you don't, you're lazing this off. Two are dead already."
"But surely the media would have-"
"Put out the word? Yes. But the media does not know yet that they have disappeared. And in whose hands do you think they are?"
"Then they're not dead?"
"They're as good as dead. Now stop yapping. We haven't much time."
"You have… 1 new message." Bean blinked, who could possibly be writing to him now? He hoped it was Nikolai, yet hoped it wasn't. Being his brother and best friend it was very easy to trace the message to
Bean. And if the rumors going around were true, then
Bean must not be found.
Four years had passed since the Third Invasion and things had begun to settle down. Now they started to heat up again, only there were no formic. He opened the e-mail.
WE ARE IN A CRISIS. YOU ARE NEEDED TO PERFORM SERVICES
FOR THE I.F. I WILL SEE YOU IN 0500 HOURS.
-GRAFF
'It's like I don't even have a choice.' Bean thought bitterly. They think I have no life? Well I have one, now. But what crisis is it that they need me so badly that they could trace my e-mail?
Bean got lost in his thoughts for a while. He didn't realize that someone was at his door until they pounded furiously for about twenty times. He checked who it was. Graff. Of course. He opened the door.
"Colonel," he greeted.
"Commander."
"What are you talking about?" Bean said. "I'm not the commander of anything. Ender was the commander."
"He was…"
"What happened?" said Bean quickly. "Is Ender alright?"
"Let me tell you a little story…"
***
"As you know, reports on an important aspect of the
Third Invasion are due today. You will present today in alphabetical order. Are you ready, Miss Arison?"
Destiny got up. Battle school, here I come, she thought. Clearing her throat, she said, "My report is about Andrew 'Ender' Wiggin, the commander of the army that defeated the formic in the Third Invasion."
Dully, she began to recite the information that he had gathered, as if she had read it a hundred times and completely memorized it.
"Many people do not know that Ender was a third. The first was Peter Wiggin, followed by Valentine. Ender was unusually small for his age, yet the fact still remained that he had been established as an enemy by his brother, Peter. After Ender proved himself to be strong in many points, the I.F. took him into the
Battle School where he was immediately isolated by
Colonel Graff. After making a couple of friends, the
I.F. isolated him again and transported him to the
Salamander Army, where-"
The teacher watched in horror as she kept on reciting top secret government information. Finally he spoke.
"That will be enough. Please see me in my office."
Destiny put on a worried face, fake, of course, and went across the hall. I think I've struck gold. About time too. She sat down in a chair.
In a couple of minutes, Mr. Anderson came in and sat in his dark leather chair. "So," he said, "so…" There was silence. "Exactly… how much have you researched this topic?" he asked.
Stupid, foolish man, she thought. "Enough," she said "to know about Dr. Device. Locke and Demosthenes.
Ender. I know most of it, Major Anderson."
"So you know about me as well."
A scary silence followed. Major Anderson leaned forward. "Do you know what the I.F. could do to you if they found out that you possess government information?"
"I have a couple of guesses,' Destiny replied. "Maybe you should put more security on your computer files so that the information hidden isn't so easy to acquire."
"Not even Ender could break in to those files," he said stiffly.
'So who does that make me' she thought. "Your point?" she asked.
He leaned back into the armchair. "I have a proposition for you."
"And I will take it," she said unemotionally.
He raised an eyebrow. "You don't even know what it is yet."
"Sure I do. You need me to go to Battle school.
"We don't need you,' he said.
"There's no point denying it," she said. "Either admit that you need me or let me walk away and you will probably never see me again, in or out of class."
He stared at her, long and hard. There, she thought, chew up tat cud, you stupid cow.
"Tell you what. Take a series of tests. If your grades are within the average needed, you'll go to the Battle school." She looked at him and he said, "We need you."
Complete collapse. Excellent.
Destiny took the series of tests and later Anderson wrote to the headquarters.
I HAVE FOUND THE ONE TO SAVE THE WORLD. SHE WILL REPORT TO THE SHUTTLE IN 1600 HOURS.
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C.M Aeris: Typical. Already spoiled the story for me. Anyway I'll try to finish the story by this weekend.
Dawn: Okay. Please do review.
C.M Aeris: Or I'll go chop off your heads!
Dawn: Hey! Theses are my fans! Don't yet at them.
C.M Aeris: Then at least give her five or more or I'll hunt you down—
Dawn: Cathaeris!!!
C.M Aeris: Alright, alright. Just review damnit!