I awoke in a room. With all my classmates. I knew this wasn't school, because the room looked nothing like the classrooms. Oh, and Ian and Juliet were kissing. Our school has this thing about PDA, all the teachers go crazy about kissing, hugging, and generally any physical contact.
Dang, they kiss a lot.
It all came rushing back to me. The spaceship. The mile long island floating in the sky. The battle. The capture.
We were now in the enemy base, I think.
We were each tied to a separate chair, in rows of two. I was next to Holland. We all conversed quietly until everyone had woken up. All ten of us. Wait, ten? Shouldn't that be eleven?
CeCe,
Jeremiah,
Holland,
Cassie,
Malik,
Joe,
Juliet,
Ian,
Daniel,
And no Clara.
"Where is Clara?" I ask quietly.
Everyone looks at me, except Jeremiah and CeCe, they're too busy talking, immersed in a deep conversation. Mostly laughing.
"Well… she was caught in the crossfire during the battle." Daniel murmurs. "She's dead."
"Oh. Well, let's focus on getting out of here." I say, changing the subject.
We all go back to talking. I turn towards Holland and catch her looking at me. Staring.
"So, what's up?" I ask.
"The sky."
I catch her eye and we burst out laughing.
"Okay, how do you propose we get out of here?"
"You're the commander." She answers. "No one else would have done a better job." She adds quietly.
I blush as my eyes light up.
She complemented me!
"Oh, well thanks." I say, while scratching the back of my head.
She also blushes.
"Well, so back to the question. Now I'm asking you, what do we do?" Holland asks.
Not wanting to look confused, especially in front of Holland, I say "Well, I think that we could handle whatever they throw at us."
"I have one more question." Holland adds, "Well, um… I'm not sure how to put this. But um,"
She seems nervous. Could she be…no.
"Well, I like you." Holland says, blushing madly, "Do you, um, like me?"
YES!
"Yes," I whisper.
Holland smiles, making me smile.
I lean in and kiss her.
I never imagined in a million years what it would be like. Now I know why Jeremiah does it so much. Holland seemed surprised at first, but then sinks into the kiss. We hold on to each other for so long, not wanting to pull away, that my lungs felt like bursting.
When we did finally pull away I notice the other eight people in the room staring at us.
"Well, um, I can explain." I explain quickly, "Me and Holland-"
"No need to explain, I know what it's like." Says Ian, cutting me off.
Juliet smiles, like she is remembering something.
I send him a grateful look.
Malik sighs, then says in a sarcastic tone, "Now we have two couples on our hands, don't let me catch you kissing at an unauthorized time."
Making four of us blush.
Ian quickly pulls Juliet in for a kiss, making Malik blush. Ian's defiant that way.
Soon four men enter the building. We hear a low creak and someone marches though the doorway.
"It's been fun watching you guys make out and all, but let's get down to business." Said the man in a gruff voice, exactly matching his bulky, massive frame. He looked to be about 6' 7".
"You are under the most advanced military base in all of human history, a huge complex for our hundreds of patrons. This includes a prison, the most advanced, most secure prison ever." He says, "This is where you will be making your stay. You will be staying in rooms of two each."
We all are stunned at what he just said. We would not be killed. We would not die. We all were so excited, though still depressed.
"I am also in a good mood today, so I will give the couples rooms together." He adds, "Oh, yeah that's a two way mirror, and the room is heavily bugged. Watch your step."
Dang, all our plans ruined.
3"I will be leading you to your cells. Now do be careful to not get yourself killed. You hold valuable information."
Somebody comes in the door, and gestures towards the boss.
"Sorry, I have to go, I'll be back in, maybe an hour. And you'll be watched." He says gesturing towards the mirror.
He leaves the room, leaving us by ourselves. Kind of.
I notice he left his pistol on his desk, with the silencer on. Jeremiah notices this to and lunges at it.
How did he get his bonds off?
He quickly shoots two shots towards the mirror, shattering the glass, and shredding the person on the other side.
"Okay, these guys were obviously never boy-scouts. They can't tie a knot worth beans." He adds, "Who wants to go first?"
We all looks at him dumbfounded, not realizing what he meant.
He sighs, "Okay CeCe, you'll go first." He moves over to her side, and she tenses up. I can't blame her.
Jeremiah quickly fires a shot, which cuts through the rope like putty.
Jeremiah moves through the rows, destroying everyone else's bonds, freeing everyone.
"Okay, now good news or bad news?" Jeremiah asks.
"Good."
"Well, um we have a weapon and we're all freed, but the bad news is, we only have 3 shots left." He replies. He then tosses the gun to me, and I catch it. "You're the leader. Now lead."
Determined to prove to him that I am a good leader I step out though the door, and look around. One guy walking toward us. I fire at the guy.
I miss.
I miss.
I miss.
Dang
I only had three shots. I wasted them.
How he didn't notice the bullets whizzing past his head, I have no idea. But I back up into the room and signal everyone to continue talking. I slip behind the doorway, and wait. After about three minutes I see a shadow through the doorway. As soon as the guy enters I fling the gun at his head from point blank range, instantly knocking him out.
"Weather that was brave or stupid, I won't question it." Jeremiah comments.
"Thanks, I guess?"
"Let's get a move on." Malik says, snatching the gun from the fallen.
I sigh, "Okay."
I signal to the rest of the class to quietly walk over to the doorway. The quietly obey, slipping outside the door. I follow them, quietly speeding up to walk beside Holland.
She takes my hand, causing me to smile.
"I hope we get out of this mess."
"I do to." I answer.
We walk down a staircase into an open room. It is surprisingly empty.
"What is this room for?" I wonder. "Why have an entirely empty room? What is it for?" I ask, out loud this time.
CeCe leans against a wall, running her hands through her hair.
"This is a great place to hang out." She says sarcastically.
Jeremiah walks next to CeCe, and slumps against the wall.
"I have an idea." Jeremiah announces, "If we can get to the bomb storage, I could set a timed matter bomb, we would have a certain number of minutes to escape, but it would blow up the island. We could then find the personal aircraft bay, and take ships to our island."
"Great idea, except it would take careful planning and-"
I'm cut off by a whirring sound. Jeremiah and CeCe leapt off the wall, startled by the sound.
A door starts opening, right where Jeremiah was standing. As the door opens we are greeted with a button.
"What the?" Malik mutters.
I reach to touch it, but Jeremiah yanks me back.
"Do you have any idea what happens if you touch it?" He yells, "Exactly, neither do I. I'd love to push that button right now, but we have no idea what it does."
"Okay, who thinks we should push it?" I ask. Seven hands shot up. "Okay, we have an agreement. Does anyone object? No, good." I say in an angry tone.
I push the button.
Everyone tenses. We all wait in anticipation, while absolutely nothing happens.
Suddenly, parts of the floor sink down. They come back up, carrying rockets. Sections of the wall slide up, revealing hundreds of explosives.
