AN: I was reading back through the Artemis Fowl series and just started
wondering what would happen with the EMP, and well that created Xan's great
escape from the LEP. I mean Nicole's the one who masterminded the
operation, but I just found that idea funny, the better the tech, the more
effective an EMP!
"How long are these tunnels?" Xander asked Nicole as he went to work on the straps for the wings and rigging makeshift holsters and straps for the weaponry he had acquired.
"Five minutes until we reach the shuttle port," Nicole answered, and then I'm not entirely sure what to do," the AI responded.
"What now?"
"They sealed the flight corridor; I can't find an alternate rout to the surface without returning to the city below."
The warrior sighed and adjusted the straps to tighten, "Give me a display of the port, list ceiling heights and such."
"Please tell me you're not planning on doing what I think you're planning!"
He just smirked, "You said the controls are set up like in X-wing.
"How do you get into these messes?"
"Sir, we have the exit secured, there is no way he is getting out through the gate," the officer stationed at Tara said over the communications gear, "It is sealed, I have the two teams of security personnel on standby to do the capture."
"Make sure you do, we still need to get information out of this guy."
"Uh, Sir," Holly stammered at a brief moment of clarity, "Did we actually try talking to him?"
"Um, well..."
"I knew it," she snapped, "You saw the energy this guy was giving off and you had to go and tick him off."
"Sir," the officer yelped, "Sir!"
"What is it?"
"We have a slight problem here."
"I thought you had them boxed in!"
"Well..."
"What is it then?"
"They aren't staying in the box."
"What!" Root nearly screamed before choking on the cigar he had to keep from swallowing.
The sound of shattering windows reached them as the officer dived away from the camera revealing the shuttle plowing through the control center.
"Tell me again why you think this is a good idea," Nicole commented as the shuttle seemed to pause before the sealed exit only moments earlier.
"This is the LEP surrender, we have you surrounded," came a voice through the comms array.
"Well, I have my doubts they would try to stop it for one," the dark haired one said as he closed his eyes for a moment before spinning the shuttle to face the control window, a truly feral smile crossing his lips, "And besides, it'll be fun."
"What you call fun, Alexander Lavelle Harris, I call suicidal!"
"Well, when you put it that way..."
"Why do I even bother?" the AI moaned as Xander gripped the accelerator as sent the craft to full throttle.
"Because you'd have nobody to yell at for being daredevils, well, either that or it could just be that we're friends."
The craft shot forwards like a dart, ripping through the glass of the control array and into the shuttle port itself. He maneuvered clear of the ruined control center and watched the fairies scatter in all directions as the ship crashed along a place with only a foot clearance in any direction.
"Is this really necessary?"
"No, but it makes me feel better after being strapped down."
A loud bang as a sign was ripped off of a wall by one wingtip of the shuttle.
"Please keep us in one piece then," Nicole muttered.
"What?" Xander responded with a wide grin, "Don't you trust my piloting skills?"
Another bang.
"Do you want me to answer honestly?"
A third strike, this one followed a long groan as they forced their way past the abandoned security checkpoint that had been emptied to set the attempted trap for them in the main passage.
"I guess not."
The officer managed to get back to the miraculously undamaged communications screen after digging his way out of the rubble of the control room.
"Sir, I really don't know what we ought to do now, the team can't intercept that ship and the chaos in here is something else, at the moment I'd welcome a dozen trolls on steroids to cleaning up this mess."
A younger officer rushed into the ops booth where Root was leading from one of the few places in the area still working.
"Sir, I have identified the stolen shuttle, it was one of those developed after the encounter with the rogue shuttle dealt with before the incident in the arctic."
"Oh just great, the mudboy stole an armed escort gunship!"
"Alright, Nicole, tell me how to use the weapons systems."
Buttons lit up.
"The thumb is for the energy torpedoes and the trigger is for the cannons."
"Then let's have a little bit more fun with these magic using yahoo's than I was planning on."
"Erm, how?"
"Like this," Xander responded as they entered the central dome of the facility, designed to be a grand statement by the people running it.
The shuttle angled upwards, facing the large glass dome as he armed a pair of missiles.
"You do realize that blowing things up is not always the best option," Nicole groaned, before turning the ships internal camera's to him, seeing him smiling even wider before a worried tone filled her inflections, "Don't you?"
He fired and the dome detonated in a spray of glass as the ship went to full power and the cloaking shield powering up to full.
"How long are these tunnels?" Xander asked Nicole as he went to work on the straps for the wings and rigging makeshift holsters and straps for the weaponry he had acquired.
"Five minutes until we reach the shuttle port," Nicole answered, and then I'm not entirely sure what to do," the AI responded.
"What now?"
"They sealed the flight corridor; I can't find an alternate rout to the surface without returning to the city below."
The warrior sighed and adjusted the straps to tighten, "Give me a display of the port, list ceiling heights and such."
"Please tell me you're not planning on doing what I think you're planning!"
He just smirked, "You said the controls are set up like in X-wing.
"How do you get into these messes?"
"Sir, we have the exit secured, there is no way he is getting out through the gate," the officer stationed at Tara said over the communications gear, "It is sealed, I have the two teams of security personnel on standby to do the capture."
"Make sure you do, we still need to get information out of this guy."
"Uh, Sir," Holly stammered at a brief moment of clarity, "Did we actually try talking to him?"
"Um, well..."
"I knew it," she snapped, "You saw the energy this guy was giving off and you had to go and tick him off."
"Sir," the officer yelped, "Sir!"
"What is it?"
"We have a slight problem here."
"I thought you had them boxed in!"
"Well..."
"What is it then?"
"They aren't staying in the box."
"What!" Root nearly screamed before choking on the cigar he had to keep from swallowing.
The sound of shattering windows reached them as the officer dived away from the camera revealing the shuttle plowing through the control center.
"Tell me again why you think this is a good idea," Nicole commented as the shuttle seemed to pause before the sealed exit only moments earlier.
"This is the LEP surrender, we have you surrounded," came a voice through the comms array.
"Well, I have my doubts they would try to stop it for one," the dark haired one said as he closed his eyes for a moment before spinning the shuttle to face the control window, a truly feral smile crossing his lips, "And besides, it'll be fun."
"What you call fun, Alexander Lavelle Harris, I call suicidal!"
"Well, when you put it that way..."
"Why do I even bother?" the AI moaned as Xander gripped the accelerator as sent the craft to full throttle.
"Because you'd have nobody to yell at for being daredevils, well, either that or it could just be that we're friends."
The craft shot forwards like a dart, ripping through the glass of the control array and into the shuttle port itself. He maneuvered clear of the ruined control center and watched the fairies scatter in all directions as the ship crashed along a place with only a foot clearance in any direction.
"Is this really necessary?"
"No, but it makes me feel better after being strapped down."
A loud bang as a sign was ripped off of a wall by one wingtip of the shuttle.
"Please keep us in one piece then," Nicole muttered.
"What?" Xander responded with a wide grin, "Don't you trust my piloting skills?"
Another bang.
"Do you want me to answer honestly?"
A third strike, this one followed a long groan as they forced their way past the abandoned security checkpoint that had been emptied to set the attempted trap for them in the main passage.
"I guess not."
The officer managed to get back to the miraculously undamaged communications screen after digging his way out of the rubble of the control room.
"Sir, I really don't know what we ought to do now, the team can't intercept that ship and the chaos in here is something else, at the moment I'd welcome a dozen trolls on steroids to cleaning up this mess."
A younger officer rushed into the ops booth where Root was leading from one of the few places in the area still working.
"Sir, I have identified the stolen shuttle, it was one of those developed after the encounter with the rogue shuttle dealt with before the incident in the arctic."
"Oh just great, the mudboy stole an armed escort gunship!"
"Alright, Nicole, tell me how to use the weapons systems."
Buttons lit up.
"The thumb is for the energy torpedoes and the trigger is for the cannons."
"Then let's have a little bit more fun with these magic using yahoo's than I was planning on."
"Erm, how?"
"Like this," Xander responded as they entered the central dome of the facility, designed to be a grand statement by the people running it.
The shuttle angled upwards, facing the large glass dome as he armed a pair of missiles.
"You do realize that blowing things up is not always the best option," Nicole groaned, before turning the ships internal camera's to him, seeing him smiling even wider before a worried tone filled her inflections, "Don't you?"
He fired and the dome detonated in a spray of glass as the ship went to full power and the cloaking shield powering up to full.
