This isn't the chapter I was leading up to, by the way. I personally have no idea if i'm going to end on that chapter or if i'm going to continue on. We'll cross that bride when we get to it.
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The Mission Alert signal went off in the middle of the night, waking the Lab Rats, but not the rest of the house.
Eric was the first one to step out of his capsule and put together the mission plan for the team, as, being the leader, that was his job. Fiona woke up next, with David struggling at last, as usual.
"Shouldn't we wake up Davenport?" Fiona asked, half-awake. Eric shook his head. "We don't need Davenport to help us out, we can take care of it ourselves." He said, forming a plan.
"Alright, there's been a rocket targeted heading for one of the US's Heli bases. All we have to do is stop it and cut the fuse, and we're in the clear. I first will form a shield around it, in the rare case it explodes it will contain the explosion. David, you'll hold the rocket from hitting the base. Fiona, you quickly cut the green wire on the side, that will deactivate the rocket. Is the plan clear?" He asked them, gathering a few supplies.
They nodded in agreement, dressing themselves in their mission suits. Fiona felt a little hesitant going on a mission without Davenport supervising them, but David and Eric were quite confident that there would be no issue in this mission.
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Once Eric had landed the helicopter safely at the base, they snuck across the base, Eric locating the rocket's signals. "Alright, it's coming from the east side. David, position yourself about twenty yards in that direction and wait for the incoming missile. Everyone's asleep at the moment, and the rocket radar didn't pick up this one, so no one knows about it." He whispered, guiding David to his right.
"Fiona, wait back with me until David catches the rocket. Once he has it in his hands, go cut the green wire." Eric said to her, pulling her by the arm away from David. She nodded, waiting slightly behind Eric for protection.
Eric tapped away on his watch. "The rocket should be coming into view. Keep your eye on it." He instructed David, both boys holding up their arms. Eric formed a shield around the rocket as it plummeted toward the group. Fiona was more tense than usual on this mission. Was it because of the removal of FDL? It could likely be. Eric and David would be able to survive in the case of an explosion, but Fiona would be a goner. If she couldn't run, her bionics aren't geared to survive an impact like that. In FDL, though, she could survive it.
The missile came closer to David. Eric kept the shield around it, effectively slowing it down as well as providing the extra barrier, as intended.
It was only seconds away from making impact with David's hands. If he can't hold it from the ground, it will not destroy anything, but the Lab Rats will essentially get hurt. How bad they could get hurt is unknown, but better safe then sorry.
David's hands caught the rocket, Fiona zipped in, cutting the green wire in a matter of milliseconds.
The countdown clock had reached zero without an explosion.
Eric had breathed a sigh of relief, keeping the shield on it for a little longer to guarantee that it was really dead. He walked toward the rocket as David let go and walked away with Fiona. The two were cautious but relieved at the same time.
Just when they thought the rocket was legitimately dead, it exploded.
Eric fought to keep his shield around the explosion, knowing it would subside in less than five seconds.
The other two dropped to the ground, covering their heads.
He only held out to four.
The electronic shield shattered, letting the last second of the explosion release. Luckily, most of the dynamite explodes within the first second, but the fragments are in the later seconds.
A few pieces of fragments shot out, striking the three kids. Fiona and David didn't get it that bad, but Eric got it the worst.
Once the small explosion was over, David was the first one to get up, being the farthest away he had the least of the impact. His only thought was to make sure his brother and sister were okay, since he was able to stand up with minimal pain. He immediately knew that he got hit across the hand, but not much else, other than his right leg. He hurried over to Eric, who was completely on the ground, in agony of the hit. David kneeled next to Eric, trying to roll him onto his back to assess his injuries.
Eric swatted David's hand away "Leave me alone, David." He managed to whisper. He let out a long groan before rolling himself onto his back. David was horrified at the severity of Eric's injuries. His mission suit was torn up in his entire front of his body. "Alright, we have to get home. The mission is technically accomplished, now we have to go before the sun rises." David took Eric in his arms, taking his back to the helicopter.
Fiona watched them walk away from her. "Now I really wish we had woken Davenport up." She hissed, getting herself to stand up. She sustained pretty severe injuries herself, but nothing some rest and medicine couldn't fix. Her hands, arms, back, and outsides of her legs were all cut up. She could manage her injuries herself, and make it back to the helicopter with minimal problems, but her mind immediately drifted to Eric as well.
David was back to help her within a few minutes. "How's Eric?" She asked him, once he was carrying her back. "He's not looking so good. Davenport's going to have to assess our injuries himself, we can't tell anything." He said, hurrying across the base. She grabbed onto him tightly in fear. A mission accomplished yet gone horribly wrong.