"I'll get someone to bring food by soon, and get your clothes and such," I said before closing the door to a windowless, though comfortable, room. I quietly pushed a bolt in front of the door and locked it in place. There was no way I could let the girls suspect anything…yet.
I might as well have run down the hall to keep up with her head as she went to a room with a radio. Well, it was more than a radio. I'd had found a way to tap into the Storm Hawks radio frequency – and only theirs. They could be nearly anywhere in Atmos, within reason, and they'd hear my transmission. No one else would. My mission would be secret until the last second, when I'd reveal my deed to the world and get the renown that I craved.
I flipped exactly two switches, pressed one button, another switch, two more buttons, and turned a dial on the hand-held microphone until there was very little static. Just enough to camouflage my voice a little.
"Hello Storm Hawks," I said menacingly. "You know, I thought it might be harder to get to you, Aerrow, but it turns out I was wrong."
"Cyclonis?" the alarm in the Sky Knight's voice was very evident, and I smiled to myself.
"Does this really sound like Cyclonis?" I asked incredulously. This wasn't the effect that I was going for, but it worked.
"Well, no, but –"
I cut him off. "My name is Melissa Moss and I've got your sisters held captive on Terra Zartacla. They won't last for very long. I'm giving you thirty six hours to get here," I said, my voice dripping with as much poison as I could slather on it.
"You mean, Mr. Moss's daughter?" he asked.
"That's me. You've beaten my father twice. Now I'm going to avenge him," I said, the last part almost quietly.
His voice rose a little with confidence. "I'll see you then." I heard four voices and some chirping in the background, but he shushed them. It seemed that the others didn't want to do it, but I knew that they'd support him, whatever decision he came to, and I knew that decision. He was so predictable.
"I'll be waiting," I said, then gradually turned up the static for a professional end to the conversation. I knew he thought that he'd be able to beat me, but I also knew better than he. I was almost excited for that moment and shivers ran up and down my spine in anticipation. But, the trap had to be readied, and I got to work with that. I flipped the switched and pushed the buttons back in the opposite order than to turn it on. My father had left one man with me here, on Zartacla, for my protection and company. He, Crow, would watch the girls while I picked up a change of clothes for them both.
The next hour and a half was spent flying to Terra Atmosia, grabbing a dress each for the girls, and getting back. I gave them to Crow to give to the girls, and he'd already given them some food. I needed to concentrate on getting the trap ready.
It was simple. I'd learned from Cyclonis herself, who'd tried to teach me, though she didn't account for the fact that I was as old as she was and the fact that I can be stubborn, that by combining a matrix crystal, levitation crystal, and a bubble crystal, you can create a bubble prison. With just a thought, the crystals' user can move it around, but it'll still hold the captive inside and is strong enough not to break easily. Of course, I'd thought that Aerrow would be smart enough to use his energy blades to pop the bubble, and added a meshing crystal for good measure. It created literally a mesh on the inside of the bubble that would deflect blades and such; I'd already tested it on various objects, including a bundle of knives. Everything would be ready and in place, and it would all work perfectly. I just knew it.
Wow...is this angst or what? Anyway, reviews are welcomed!
