Chapter 2
Sam's POV
"Hurry Dad! We have to get out of here! Which way now?" My dad is leading me out of the base the way he came in while I keep replaying the last five minutes in my head over and over. The shock and happiness at seeing my dad there to rescue me, the confusion of seeing him working with a Mogadorian, and the fear I felt for the Garde when I realized this Mogadorian had powers like their legacies. That does not bode well for the Garde. I hope fervently that he is the only Mogadorian with powers, especially considering he was helping us. I look back and he has stopped, looking torn between me, and going back for that same Mogadorian. "Whats wrong? Who is that Mogadorian? Why did he help us? How does he have powers?"
"He is on the Garde's side," my dad tells me, "we have to go back and help him, the Garde need him." That is enough for me, despite him only answering why he seemed so hesitant to leave the Mogadorian. I start running, leading the way back to my cell. The cell that I spent the last week resting at night from the torture inflicted on me during the day by Mogadorians and Humans. Wow, that was a shock! I have to tell the Garde that the Mogadorians and United States government have teamed up! That's if they already don't know. I hope they are all ok! Especially Four and Six.
We get back to the room, or what was once a room. The gangway and the cells around the upper floor all fell to the floor, crushed by half of the ceiling caving in on the far side of the room. The ceiling above us looks precariously close to caving in as well. We have to hurry. "Down there!" my dad yells, interrupting my thoughts, as he points to the Mogadorian who bust my cell open by shaking the cell somehow.
The Mogadorian has a large piece of concrete on top of his shoulder, pinning him down, and to my amazement, there is a force field around him, holding up part of the collapsed ceiling off of him. My dad also seems amazed at the shimmering milky white, but transparent bubble. He snaps back to reality in an instant and says, "Quick, we have to get down there and pull him out before that force field gives out."
We start clambering down the side; all the scattered rock has made a rock hill down from the hallway to the bottom floor. When we get to bottom I notice the floor is coated with a thin layer of ash. It makes laugh and I stoop down and grab a Mogadorian cannon for each hand. My dad looks at me questioning. "All the ash." I answer his look, "Strange that no Mogs survived though, hey?"
"Yeah, its like they all left," my dad mutters back, with a worried glance around, then starts towards the Mog in the force shield. We see the force shield flicker, and he yells, "hurry!"
We race over to the Mog; I am scanning the sides of the room for other Mogs, nervous that some might come back. As I get closer I notice a gigantic Mog still pulsing by the fallen gangway with his head almost severed off by fallen steel. The biggest Mog I have seen, besides Setrakus Ra. He is in a different uniform that I am not used to seeing the Mogs wear, probably some kind of commander. As quickly as I notice him, he bursts into a huge cloud of ash.
We reach the Mog in the force shield and my dad hesitantly reaches his right hand forward to feel the force shield. Nothing happens, his hand passed right through. Breathing a sigh of relieve, I notice my dad was holding his breath, he pushes the large rock on the Mogs shoulder and it rolls off to the side, out of the force shield. The force shield starts flickering at a faster rate and I tell my dad to hurry, and then keep watching our backs for Mogs.
My dad then quickly puts his arms under the Mogs shoulders. At the slightest touch the Mogs eyes flicker open slightly. "Malc…" I hear him say faintly but drifting off before he can finish my dad's name. His eyes start to shut, and as they start to close the force shield starts to bend under the weight of the collapsed ceiling.
Its like time has slowed down; I am frozen to the spot. My dad is still under the ceiling. He springs backwards, pulling the Mog up and back with him. The force shield sags down, flickering away to nothing as they fall backwards. Then, right as I see the Mogs eyes fully close, it abruptly disappears. They hit ground, and a fraction of a second later, the ceiling slams into the ground. A big cloud of smoke blossoms outwards, making it impossible to see the edge of the ceiling.
"Dad!" I scream, not knowing if they made it out the entire way. I can't lose my dad again.
The sounds of coughing sends relieve coursing through my entire body. As the dust clears I see they landed just outside the collapsed ceiling and the unconscious Mog rolled off of my dad, and away from the ceiling.
My dad gets up, wincing as he reaches back to touch the back of his head. He brings his hand forward and it is covered in blood. As he moves his left foot forward to take a step towards the Mog it stops in midair. His shoelace was undone and got trapped underneath the ceiling. He laughs like it was nothing, "That was sure close!" I see his face is extremely white, I know he is shaken up by his near-death experience.
I start to keep a look out for Mogs again as my dad takes thirty seconds to cut his shoelace loose with a sharp rock. He then goes to the Mog and swings him over his shoulder with a grunt. "Lets get out of here," he says. I look at him, so proud, remembering how much I have missed him, and I nod.
We make our way out of the room and very slowly climb up the rock wall. I am slow because I am quite weak from the week of being tortured and not receiving adequate food and water. My dad is also slow from carrying the extra weight of the stupid Mog he almost died for. Both of us panting, we finally reach the top in what seems like forever.
We take a minute to catch our breaths, and then start back down the hallway that the Mog and him took to get here. I feel so bada** as I keep one Mog cannon aimed down the hallway and each time we reach an intersecting hallway I aim the other Mog cannon down it.
All of a sudden, I hear marching in front of us. "Quick take this turn," I direct my dad, but it was too late, right before we turned into a different hallway, human soldiers marched around the corner and see us. I quickly fire the Mog cannons a couple times, missing every shot, and then duck behind the corner with my dad and the Mog. I am in shock. The human soldiers all have Mog cannons.
I hear the soldiers break formation and start to run. It is hopeless, I am to weak to outrun them, and my dad can't run carrying the Mog over his shoulder. I make a decision that I am probably going to regret. However, I will do whatever I think gives my dad the best change of surviving. I step forward.
"Sam no!" my dad yells at me frantically.
I throw the guns forward into the hallway. Stick my hands out into the hallway, then follow with my body raising my hands above me. One of the soldiers in the front row panic shoots. I close my eyes and hear an explosion.
