I'm a little dissapointed that no one reviewed the last chapter. It's so more fun to write if I know that others are reading it. But as sweet as I am, I wrote another chapter. (LOL). This chapter has always been in my head but now its on... paper?... too 8D! Its mostly inspired on a deviantart drawning from Razzex. The link to the drawning is on my profile, and the drawning is so good! Oh and the drawning from the last chapter is on my profile too, well, the link is 8D! All you got to do is visit the link and look at it... Its my second drawning for Skyland and, well. Its not that good, but at least I tried ;p. Enjoy reading this chapter, and please review!
Battle against, so much
I groaned when the clock showed that it was 6 PM. I was the only one in the controlling center from the Saint Nazaire. Our poor team had stomach flue and I was gratefull that I didn't got it. Mila, Lena, Cheng, Wayan, Mahad and some others had it. What left me having to make double shifts. I haven't been able to sleep for 2 nights now and I started to notice it. It was hard to win the battle against my eyelids but I managed to keep them open.
Cortes was in his room, trying to organize all the paper work from the ship. I knew that he wasn't feeling well either, he hadn't slept in 2 days and showed some of the symptoms from the flue. But as stubborn as he was he kept his head cool and tried to be there for me, since he didn't wanted to leave me or the ship alone.
I was trying to get us out of this fashion hell before we all turned into living barbies. But it was harder then I thought it would be. The fashionista's insisted that they would take care of our crew and wouldn't let us out. I was waiting for permission to go when the others returned from their rooms.
"How are you feeling?" I asked them.
"I am feeling fine now I see you, honey." Mahad answered me.
I sighed and muttered "jackass".
"I'm feeling a little better, but" Lena moved her hands but nothing happened. "I can't use my powers, I feel so useless."
"Its OK, Lena. Don't try to use them, just give your body time to rest." Mila said as she hugged Lena.
Wayan yawned and fell asleep on the table, making soft snorring sounds.
The others laughed.
Lena and Cheng started to make drawnings for the renovation from the Saint Nazaire and Mila and the Vector started to talk.
I heard puking sounds coming from the toilet, probably coming from Mahad.
After 3 hours we finally had the permission to go and I left the fashion blocs. I felt so happy when I left the gate and flew the ship as fast as possible towards the RING-blocs*.
But our freedom didn't last long.
S-22's were surrounding us and I wasn't suprised to see that Oslo already build a new Monolite. Well, he didn't build it, I knew that for sure.
Only a second after seeing the Monolite, a whole escade S-22's started to shoot on our ship.
I tried to shoot back but only managed to get 4 down.
The Saint Nazaire wouldn't last long if we didn't got help from someone.
"Wayan, get the others, go to the Musquito's, now!" I yelled at him. He looked up and started to run to the others.
The musquito's were attacking the sphere only a minute after I woke up Wayan.
The shield from the ship was almost down and there was no chance to escape, the energy levels were already low. I had to do something, distract them while someone would fly it away. But who could fly now?
Cortess suddenly stood next to me, sweating and looking sicker than ever.
"What do we do now?" I asked him, panicking.
But he didn't answer, he kept starring at the Monolite.
"Lena, Cheng, fly the ship, now!" I yelled at them and headed to the door.
Lena and Cheng took my place and Wayan's but they still looked very sick and I was a little worried if they could fly the ship. But I trusted Cheng, since he knew so much about this ship.
I grabbed my bow and shot a few arrows on S- 22's. I managed to distract them and they started to aim at me.
"Turn the ship!" I yelled at Lena and Cheng but they couldn't hear me.
I started to point to my left and they nodded.
The ship turned to its left while I tought it was going to its right, when the S-22's were about to shoot on me.
But the turn was to heavy and I lost my grip.
Before I knew it my body slammed against the small wall and I flew from the ship and landed on the hard ground from an unknown bloc.
I groaned when the pain hit me and stood up.
I grabbed my gun and started to shoot on the S-22's. They were all distracted and started to shoot on me.
I tried to hide behind rocks but they found me and I started to run again, running for my life.
But one ship got lucky and I got shot from behind.
A bright light filled my eyes and a pain that i've never felt before, hit me like a bomb.
I saw that a few ships, including the Hyperion, were flying towards the S-22's and started to take them down, just before I closed my eyes.
I groaned when someone threw water in my face.
"Dahlia, I know its hard but you got to stay with us, stay with me. Don't leave us."
A worried voice entered my mind but I didn't knew who it was, I couldn't hear the voice, only the words.
"Dahlia, you need to wake up, I need to get you away from here, I don't know how to do this. Dahlia, please wake up, now."
But the place were I was now, was pretty. I was alone, no more fighting. It was white, calm, peacefull.
Someone pulled my shirt and touched my head at the same time.
"Open your eyes, please Dahlia."
The voice kept begging me but I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, all I could do was listen to the voice and stay in the place I was now.
The hand stroked my face when a loud bang brought me back to the world and and my eyes fluttered open.
But not only the world came back to me, also the pain was back to me. I screamed out in pain and Tears streamed down my face.
"Dahlia!" The voice yelled but the pain was to much for me to handle.
My eyes closed and my life swipped away from me and so did the pain and this world.
Thank you for reading this, I will update as soon as possible 8D! Don't forget to see the drawnings that belong with the chapter and please review!
*RING-blocs = A group of blocs that used to fight against the sphere but couldn't win so they made compromises with the sphere. The sphere could have a part of their gold, silver and ruby in trade for peace. (They make jewels from the gold, silver and ruby because the stuff from the RING-blocs are so pure).