I pass the Welcome of New Mexico sign at about 3:30 in the afternoon and I'm getting nervous. First of all, I'm about to break into a top secret government to rescue my boy friend, who is being held by a race of hostile aliens and doing god knows what to him. Plus I have no back-up, no escape plan, just a metal tiara, a silver whip and my legacies. So yeah, I'm pretty nervous.
I hid my chest on the outside of New Mexico for safe keeping. No one will find it, I hope.
I double check the directions and open the window to let in some air but all I get is a face full of sand. I usually don't mind anything with sand but the heat is unbearable and making it dry and brittle, I shut the window in a haste. I just keep going towards what looks like mountains in the distance, at least I hope is not a mirage.
I try to take my mind off of the nervous feeling in my stomach when I see two beams of light in the sky. If they're a top secret facility, it's not gonna be a secret for long. It's some kind of signal or lights. Whatever they are, I need to get there. I steer towards the beams when I hear whirring of helicopter blades. Oh god whoever is signalling just got found out.
I slam on the breaks hard and stick my head out the window to examine the sky. There are about three black helicopters buzzing above me. I brace myself, thinking I triggered some kind of alarm. But the buzzing and shadows go over my vehicle. I see them go towards where the lights were. Who's out there?
I don't have to find out when I hear the roaring of engines. I look through the rear-view mirrors to see dozens of black vehicles coming in my direction. If the choppers didn't see me, these guys will.
I throw the truck in gear and slam on the gas. I desperately look for a way to go besides forward, towards the helicopters. I am outnumbered and out gunned. I'm almost too scared to look back I just keep going.
My grip begins to sweat when I see a faint outline of a road up ahead. I steer hard right and push the truck to the speed limit. That's when the first shot is fired. It hits the back window and shatters the mirror above the dashboard. I shut my eyes to avoid getting any glass in my face. Another shot rings out and I keep my head low; which makes it hard for me to see where I'm going. The truck is rattling in the protest of how hard I'm pushing it.
There is now tonnes of gunshots and even explosions. Oh God, one lost pickup truck and suddenly you're a threat to national security. I put my head up and see that I'm about to ram into what looks like a tower or something.
"Crap!" I scream and put on the breaks hard. I turn the truck far left, exposing myself and the truck to a hail of gun fire. I reach for my steel ball in my bracelet and turn silver. Just in time because the next bullet would've killed me. Instead, there is a loud clank. I'm so busy with my Externa that I realize the car is still rolling towards a sand dune. I can't reach the break and I throw myself through the side window.
I land in the sand and watch the truck hit the dune with an explosion of sand. My arms are bruised but nothing major to worry...
My thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of guns. I dive for cover behind a the half buried truck that's starting to look like Swiss cheese. I take a moment and breath. I can hardly hear myself over the sounds of helicopters and guns.
Don't panic. I say to myself. Just like training with Annie and Blake.
Blake. That does it for me. He's counting on me and I can't let a few measly soldiers get in my way. It's twelve to one, hardly a fair fight ... for them.
I roll out and stop the vehicles with my telekinesis. There's the vehicles whamming against the source of my power. I throw one backwards and flip it with my mind. I haven't lifted something this heavy in a while, it feels great to stretch my abilities. The sound of guns hardly phases me but the bullets simply bounce off of me. I squint in the harsh sunlight and see two vehicles full of men dressed in black and a few soldiers. They are scared now. Their guns don't make an impact.
I hold the vehicles on the front wheels, bumpers against the ground as I make my way towards them. I walk to the first vehicle and drop it with a subtle thud. The passengers crumple from impact and I approach the side door.
One soldier tries to shoot me but I grab the gun and snap it in two. He squeaks and is crying like an infant. Another tries to call for back up but I pull the communicator and crush it in my grip.
"I wouldn't try anything if I were you" I warn them.
They need to know that I'm in charge now. There are still sounds in the background of something else but these guys are my priority.
"Which one of you knows Agent Noto?" I say to them.
No one responds. I read their thoughts and they are just panicking.
"Which one of you knows Agent Noto?!' I say with more force. No response. This is getting stupid I don't have time for this.
I walk towards the passenger side and rip the door off it's hinges. The one in front tries frantically to climb into the back. I grab the collar of his suit and drag him out. He's so desprete to get away he's clawing at the upholstery of the seat to keep from being dragged out. He's no match for my strength and I collar him against the vehicle.
"I'm gonna make this quick, get it over with but it better be everything. I have no intention of hurting you, all I want is information got it?"
The agent is frantic that he tries to grab for his gun, but I rip it from his belt and toss it into the sand to show him I'm not kidding. He squeaks and the others are so terrified that they know better than to mess with me.
"First question, Where is Agent Noto? Do you know him?"
"N-N-No" he says crying desperately, clawing at my silver arm.
I search his mind. He's not telling the whole truth.
"I know you're lying!" I hiss through gritted teeth.
"I swear I don't know him!" he whimpers.
"Is that the truth?!" I ask, applying pressure to his collar.
"Yes, yes, I've only heard the name but I don't work in his department!"
He's telling the truth.
"Second question." I say, trying to ignore the sounds of battle behind me. "Where are the prisoners kept?"
"T-That's a hard question because-because there are several areas." he stammers.
"Third question, have you had a new prisoner in the last 24 hours?"
"I-I..."
My patience is really thin. I make a fist and smash the glass beside him. He screams like a scared child.
"YES!" he yells. "I-I'm part of security, I only saw his hair though. Agent Purdy took him so I don't know where they took him from there"
"Is that the truth?" I ask.
"Yes! I swear on my mother's dead grave!" he says writhing in my grip.
I believe him.
"Fourth question, where can I find Agent Purdy?"
"I-I... he might be in the interrogation part of the base. S-Second floor, turn left then right then left!"
I'm glad he's finally co-operating.
"I'll need your pass key." I say
He fumbles in his pocket and hands it to me with shakey hands. I snatch it from him.
"Final question..." I say. "Where's the nearest entrance?"
"T-There, just a mile up the..."
"Thank you" I say politely, which seemed unnecessary considering the position he was in. Before I release him I stop.
"You're working for the wrong side." I inform him. "Those Mogs will only kill or enslave you. it's what they did to our planet, why do you think we're here?"
On that note I release him. He crumples to his knees and pulls up into fetal position. I step back and begin running towards the tower. The sounds of battle have died down, whatever it was, its moved on and it's time for me to do the same. A single gunshot rings out but I stop it in mid-air. I want to send it back with as much force as possible but I'm not a killer. Of humans anyways. I let it drop to the sand and I run for the tower.