OK…. heres some MORE!
Hopefully I can get this written all right… I've been stumped for ideas for a while…
By the way… MY CHAPTER! AAHAHAHAHAAA!
Oh, and a rating… just in case… ;p
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Jade
I was having a dream about bats.
I don't know why. But I woke up with a sharp yelp, batting at my hair.
And falling out of my cot as I did.
"Ow" I muttered, then looked over at the other cot. Pilot stirred, but didn't wake up. I took a deep breath, then got up and wiped the dust off my jeans.
I went to get back into bed, then realised I wouldn't be able to sleep. So, I decided to get up and walk around.
I gently opened and closed the weird door, then started to walk around, thinking about Pilot. I mean…I was liking someone from an alternate universe… and what If we did go back… like Erik really wanted…
Poor Erik…. poor all of us…
But I knew… we'd been brought here for a reason… and I was sure as hell gonna find out that reason…
I wandered around, eventually finding my way to what looked like the sickbay. Inside, I saw Caylin. She was fixing up a Hork-Bajir… and she wasn't alone.
"No. Really?" she giggled.
"Seriously. We didn't know what to do! And then Marco said 'well this is a whole barrel of laughs!"
"I can't believe you got yourself stuck in a toilet!" Caylin cracked up laughing. Aaron grinned at her, unable to stop himself.
I sort of grinned as well… they looked so sweet together…
"Yep, we were really brilliant like that. Of course… we got out… but Jake and Tobias couldn't stop laughing at us afterwards"
"I'd bet they would. It sounds nice… where you're from…"
"Well, the Yeerks are still there, and we still had the Terinans around…"
"But there's still hope…" she took a chunk of his shirt, looking up at him with those
amazing eyes of hers "Don't you get it? Hope… we have hardly any here…."
I saw tears in her eyes… and then Aaron sighed, and pulled her in for a hug. I decided then that I'd seen enough, and went to go find somewhere to splash my face…
I walked around some more, hoping I'd find something interesting to do… was so bored… I turned a corner…
And bumped into Pilot.
"Hey"
"Oh, hi?" I blushed, not sure what to do or say… that kiss had left me a little speechless around him…
"I woke up and you were gone"
"Uh… yeah. Couldn't sleep… aren't you cold?" I asked. He was still in the morphing suit he came here in… which I suddenly didn't mind on him… he looked good…
"Hmmmm..meh…" he muttered, shrugging his shoulders at me. I remembered being in those arms…
BOOM!
We both slammed into a wall. Then came what sounded like a siren, then…
"All hands to your posts! We have an emergency!"
"Code red! Code red! The Yeerks are going for the water supply!"
"All hands, get your fuckin asses in gear… NOW!"
I kept myself pressed to the wall as people rushed left and right. I shared a look with Pilot, who looked just as confused as I was.
"There you two are! COME ON!" Damara suddenly appeared out of no-where, grabbing Pilots arm and yanking him forward. Erik and Aaron were right behind her.
For a second I just watched them run off… then…
"Jade, come on! this is an emergency!" Erik coaxed, gently taking my hand and pulling me along. After a few seconds I snapped out of my stupor and ran along with him and the others. What was going on…
We were led into a room that I'd never seen before. It was crammed with equipment, and….
And then suddenly we were in a massive cavern. Big enough for at least three bug fighters, and a cruiser.
Which was exactly what was there.
"Damara! About time! Now, we're taking the fighters up… and I need the five of you to do it!" Robert snapped, in between barking out orders to some others… the ones in the room just behind us. I saw people on chairs that seemed to hover in front of holographic screens… earpieces being barked into… tapping the screens…
If I had been anywhere else, I would have thought that was extremely cool.
"What! But I don't know anything about flying one of those things!" Pilot protested. I sort of felt the same way…
"No time! Three to each! Damara, you, Aaron and Erik in the first! Asen will join you and Pilot in a second" he said to us.
It was then I realised I was still holding Erik's hand. I guess he noticed the same thing. We each let go of the same time, halfway blushing at one another.
But the moment was lost in the madness.
Pilot and I dove up the ramp to one of the fighters, then into the control area.
"Know how to fly one of these?" Pilot asked, giving me a sly grin.
"I might know how to fire, but that's it" I shrugged. He shook his head, then started moving around the place. I looked out the viewscreen, watching as the second fighter powered up, then shot down a tunnel in front of us that I didn't even know was there.
"All right, into the seats!" came a demanding voice that was so much like Ithiell's I almost thought it was him. I spun around to see a heavily scarred Chanaiben male march into the fighter, closing the hatch. He looked like he'd been through hell and back…
"What seats?" I asked as he sped past us, standing in front of the console, his fingers flying over the controls… so much like Ithiell…
Then all of a sudden three seats popped up. Two at the console, one at a strange kind of table that popped up as well.
"One of you has to monitor the readings, another has to take the weapons"
"I will" I said, going and sitting down, grabbing the suddenly much smaller joystick-like object in my hands. It was supposed to be built for Hork-Bajir… guess they changed the design…
"Okay then" I heard Pilot say. The Chanaiben male, which I guessed was Asen, was already sitting, fussing with the controls.
"Buckle up, this is only going to get hairier than it already is" he said, and that's when I saw the safety harnesses on the seats… like in a fighter jet or something…
I put it on, and then Asen began to move the fighter.
And then, quite suddenly…
We were being blown through the tunnel! The speed was incredible!
Then I saw light, and we shot upwards!
Up… up… the fighter rattled a bit, probably from the speed…
TSSSEWWW!
Twin beams of blue light shot by us…
Wait… blue…
I suddenly had a sinking feeling…
And that was confirmed when I looked out and saw the ship we were trying to fend off. It was a Chanaiben cruiser.
Wait… that meant… maybe… who was… were we on the side of good, or bad?
Or… wait, this meant…
It meant the Chanaiben home world was gone. Or… at least… some of the Chanaibens had been taken… like the humans… like Alloran…
I saw the other fighter sweep around the side, and we took the other side, swooping and swerving around the larger ship. Did Ithiell… or worse yet, Rtaia…
"All right, on my mark, you fire" Asen growled at me.
Did they sell their race out? Or was Rtaia taken and infested… meaning…
"FIRE!"
I fired.
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Hehehe… just when you thought the worst was over…
THERES MORE TO COME! FROM MEEEEE!