Chapter 9 Shock
A/N: Sorry for slow update, I'm quite busy with school. I thank Raichu, May and Dawn are the best, Queenofinsanity and Froggiecool, my beta readers for their help. Thank you, girls and guys!
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Cyrus woke up with a smile plastered on his face and stretched his limbs contently. He slowly rose from his new bed in the director's suite. He went to the minibar and got himself a cup of freshly brewed coffee. As he sipped it, he took a chance to look around himself. The director's suite was huge and spacious. It was at least five meters wide from where he was standing and housed a king-sized bed, an oak writing table, a minibar, three lamps and a plaque which wrote the Team Galaxy motto, "Power is absolute". Indeed, thought Cyrus, indeed.
He pressed the intercom panel on the right-side of the wooden table and said, "Report Galaxian's status." He was eager to know their progresses on making Galaxian talk.
"Sorry, commander, but he ain't openin' his mouth." Cyrus cringed a little at the use of informal English.
"Did you try torturing him?" asked Cyrus,
"Yes, but we can't seem to get near him sir—"
"Are you all cowards?"
"N-no, sir, it's just that whenever we go near him there's a force field that pushes us back!"
"Are you sure?"
"Y-yes, sir."
"I will be there shortly, you are dismissed."
Cyrus sat down on his wooden chair. He covered his face with his hands for a while before walking briskly to Galaxian's room. His mind thought of many things, one of them was, 'Soon, Galaxian, soon.'
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Ash, Dawn, Brock and Jarlo were teleported by Alakazam outside to the Hoenn desert. The last thing they saw before departing was the door of the room being brought down by black-clad men. They could not see the tower anywhere even though that it was a clear night. Ash judged that they were far from the underground city. Jarlo was walking around, seeming searching for something.
"Find a quicksand hole! And find it fast!" said Jarlo. Every body turned their head towards him, with equal puzzled looks on their faces.
"Sorry, I think I didn't hear you properly, I thought you asked to find a quicksand hole." Said Ash.
"Yes, I am. I will explain later! Find the hole quickly!" Jarlo seemed anxious.
No stranger to alien requests, the trio searched the surrounding area.
"First the water race festival in Altomare, then the Millennium festival in the valley, then the Orudoran tournament in Orudoran. Next time we are not going to any more festivals." Ash muttered to no one in particular. Dawn smiled.
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"Commander, there's a secured phone call from an unknown person for you," said Asly, the technician.
"Put it through then," said Commander Salium, not knowing who wanted to call him at such a late time.
The computer screen buzzed for a while before it focused. It showed a woman wearing a cloak with a shawl over her head.
"Ellen! Galaxian has been overthrown!" The woman practically yelled at him. It took a few seconds to get the message into his brain.
"What? Say it again?"
"Galaxian has been overthrown by Dreffag!" The woman's tone was anxious.
"What? Galaxian overthrown? By Dreffag?" Salium wasn't sure if he heard right.
Dreffag was the most loyal member of Team Galaxy. Dreffag's team was the most powerful strike force Galaxian had. But then again, the man was very cunning.
"Yes! Yes! You fool! I called Galaxian but Dreffag's men answered it!"
"Who are you and how did get this number? How can I trust you without proof?"
"Arghh, fine. Recognition code: 'I am your motherly code inform.'"
"What?! You are the informant Galaxian talked about?"
"Yes! Galaxian has been overthrown!" The woman's tone turned from anxious to a little annoyed.
"Say the code to your computer microphone," she said.
"What?" But the woman had hung up.
Commander Salium blinked. My worst fears were true, thought Salium.
"Say the code to your microphone? What in the blazes is the code?" he said.
He did not manage to finish his sentence. At the sound of 'microphone', the computer on the commander platform beeped and flashed a message ---- "Commander Booth Lockdown Initiated. Please remain calm and immobile." The commander stared at it. Metal panes began to slide down from the ceiling. Sounds of locks clicking together themselves could be heard. The last thing the technicians and controllers saw was the commander's shocked face.
Salium felt like Tailow in a metal cage with no windows. The insides of the metal panes formed a huge LCD screen. It flickered on. Galaxian's grim face filled the booth.
"If you are seeing this, it means that my informant has done well and I have been overthrown by a certain unloyal member of Team Galaxy, presumably a commander. This video is directed to Commander Salium. Ellen Salium, you are to abort all missions and type in the coordinates as shown on your computer screen. Go into the safehouse there and make sure everyone is safe. That's an direct order, commander." Galaxian said.
After that, the metal panes slid apart. Commander Salium military mind acted quickly. He called back the stealth team and prepared his ship for departure. His mind did not think of anything else other than to follow orders. He was shocked enough for the day.
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Ash could hear the sound of sand being turned over by wind from a vehicle. Jarlo's Alakazam looked ready to fight. However, it suddenly stopped halfway and seemed to go away from them. Just then, Dawn let out a yelp. Her body was stuck in the sand. Everyone ran to her. Jarlo jumped into the quicksand. Ash and Brock, on the other hand, looked incredulous.
"Jump in! This is the quicksand hole I told you about!" said Jarlo.
"Are you mad?" asked Ash.
"No." He said simply.
Not knowing what else to do, they jumped in. Jarlo muttered, "Aareabfaebulade" and it all went black.
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Cyrus reached the outside of the room. Straightening his shirt, he walked into the room. Galaxian was chained to a chair bound to the ground with metal chains. The ex-director looked serene, tranquil, not caring about what had happened at all. Cyrus walked forward. However, when he got within one meter of Galaxian, he was thrown back violently. Galaxian smiled. So, its true, thought Cyrus. He stood up and sat on a chair.
"So, Galaxian, are you going to talk today?" said Cyrus.
"No." answered Galaxian.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Cyrus took out a necklace from his breast pocket. For the first time in so many days, Galaxian's eyes shone fear. He started to fidget in his chains.
"I see you know what this is, eh?"
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