Hello all. This is DigiExpert, Ravwrin's best friend. Her comp's been kinda funky and she should be online within the next two weeks but that is unknown. However, she's asked me to be her personal typer of chapters from now on since she's too lazy for it. I'll tell you that she is writing on it again, now on chapter 24 of it. Anyway read please!
Chapter 12- Shiny! Shiny!
Rachel's POV
I started to walk away. 'Why in the world would James make me look for a ship? He could have probably picked a better one than me. Maybe he didn't trust Zim. Oh well. I really don't trust him much either,' I thought to myself.
I started to walk away. 'I thought to myself.I stopped to see what the ships looked like. One caught my eye. It was huge and of an ethereal silver coloring. It had an odd shape though I thought it looked a little like something that I had seen before, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I shrugged it off and walked toward it.
A squeak startled me and I jumped. A black ball hovered in front of my face, scaring me again. "Don't do that!" I growled.
It gave a chirp that sounded sad. It started to hover away. "Sorry," I said and it stopped. "I didn't mean to growl at you. I just don't like to be scared or surprised."
It gave a few small clicks and a chirp. That seemed to be a sorry also. I reached out and petted it. It gave a happy squeak and started to change. "I think I broke it," I said and stepped backwards.
Several pieces slid around on the small sphere. The arranged for a little while and then stopped. It fell to the floor, but in the shape of an oval. "Rachel what happened?" James asked as he turned the corner.
"One of Wren's floating black ball friend's scared me. I said sorry and touched it. It started to change and then stopped and fell to the floor in the shape of an egg. I did not do it." I stated matter-o-factly.
"I believe you," James said with a small laugh as he took my hand. "But I think it is moving again. Look."
I turned back around to see that the egg was shivering. I leaned over to get a closer look and it cracked. "Whoa!" I yelped and fell backwards. James caught me and steadied me. We watched the egg hatch. It cracked more and a piece fell off. A foot with three claws pushed its way out.
Five minutes later it was out of its egg type thing. It shook its head and fell down. It seemed to be a little metal oriental dragon. It was a little smaller than Rouk, but a lot longer than she was. It blinked at me, blue eyes dancing with laughter at the shock I seemed to be in. "That is really not right," I commented as I bent over to pet it. Chirping and turning its head, it watched me. I scratched it under its chin and it started to purr and closed its eyes.
"Rachel, we need to find a ship before more guards come. I don't think that another attack is good for either of both parties," James said.
"I know. I was looking at a ship. It might fit all four of us. No, wait. Zim are you going to go with us?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders as best he could. "What is the point of going anywhere else? The Empire really doesn't want me anyway. And I thought you would like to annoy me more and keep our treaty."
"Oooo. That is an idea," I replied mischievously.
"So are you going with us? Fine by me," James said with an indifferent shrug.
"For some reason, I feel like I have made a mistake," Zim replied and shook his head.
"Okay. We, back to the ship. It is the one right in front of us." I gestured behind me. "It looks familiar to me but I don't know. It basically caught my eye because it was big and shiny."
James and Zim shook their heads at me, then looked at the ship. "Let's just see if it works," James stated and started toward it.
I started to turn around and saw the little dragon. It gave a chirp and giggled. I looked at it funny. Giving me a hard look and placing its front claws on its sides, it gave me a series of chirps, squeaks, and growls. It looked as though it was scolding me.
"Fine, fine," I said, holding out my hand. It landed on my arm and hand. "There, happy now?" I asked. It gave a little chirp of contentment and placed its head on my fingers, beginning to fall asleep. "Oy," I muttered and pulled my to my stomach, heading off after the others.
James had left Wren with Zim, who was keeping her standing. Good thinking I thought and came up behind him. "Where did James go?" I asked. Zim jumped and glared at me.
"He went to see how big that ship really is," Zim replied. "I'm doing what he told me to do."
"Oh," I answered.
A few minutes later, James appeared from the side of the ship. He was grinning happily. "This is a nice ship. No damage from what I can see on the outside except for a few dull areas, but it will hold just fine. We need to find a way inside though. I saw no door whatsoever."
"Try the panel on the side," Wren murmured softly.
"Wha?" we all asked.
Wren's POV
"There should be a panel on this side of the ship," I again answered, but a little louder. I moved forward and Zim followed me. I had no clue why I stepped to the side of the ship and looked at it. I knew I was right. This was a ship that I thought had only existed in my imagination but it was real.
Placing my hand on the panel in front of me, I put pressure on my index finger, pinkie, and the heal of my palm. A light appeared around it and clicks were heard. The door opened with a small whoosh and released a gush of stale air. A ramp extended toward the ground from the door that was three feet off of the ground.
"Wren, how did you know how to open the ship?" Rachel asked.
I didn't answer. I had gone back to being silent again. "Wren, since you opened the ship, is there anyone or anything inside?" James asked.
I turned to him and shook my head. "The air is really stale. That shows that nothing has been in there for awhile."
"And you know that for sure… how?" Rachel asked.
"The power to open the door is on its own mechanism. When the door is open, it is supposed to connect a circuit to turn on the main power supply. No main power, no way to recycle air. Anyway…" I trailed off.
"This ship looks like it was brought in, never opened, and no power on for several months or even years," Zim suggested. He looked over to me. I nodded to confirm what he said was probably true.
"Oh," James said with a nod. "But how do you know how this thing works?" I didn't reply again.
"You can tell us later," Rachel said and walked up beside James. "But are you sure that it is safe to use?"
"Umm… Before we start to go, the core might need looked over and rebooted, but I really don't know for sure," I commented.
"Oy.." Rachel groaned.
"Well, Wren, could you take us to the helm? Then you could tell us what needs to be done," James said.
I nodded and then headed inside the ship. My eyes adjusted quickly to the dark light. A soft blue light started to glow. I turned to see GIR's eyes giving off the light. "We are going to have to take the stairs since the main power is down. Rouk, a little light please?" I asked her. I knew that Rachel and James couldn't see as well as I could in the darkness. I looked back and saw that Rachel had locked hands with James to keep from being separated from him.
Rouk's tail split at the tip. The light that it gave off lit the area and showed dust and footprints. "I thought no one has been in here," said Rachel a bit shakily and she stepped closer to James.
"No, someone has been in here, but it has been quite a long time. See?" I replied and bent down only to cake two fingers through the footprints. "Dust has already settled into these prints."
"Oh," Rachel muttered. "But that still does not mean that the maker of those prints isn't still here."
"They'd be dead if they were," I replied. "Now we need to head to the helm. This way." I moved to my right. "The helm will be in the head."
"The head?" Zim asked, still beside me.
"I'll explain everything later. Right now though I wish I had more light," I said.
The other two spheres, which had followed us, flew ahead. Small ports opened on their outsides and light illuminated the area even more. "Thanks my friends," I said and patted both of them. Each gave a happy squeak and chirp and continued to hover in front of me as I walked.
Continuing on, I started to hear whispers. I could hear Rachel's and James' voices. I knew what they were saying. My ears slowly flattened to my skull and I kept the pain of what they were saying to myself.
Rachel's POV
Wren had known how to open the ship. That confused me a lot. 'How did she know how to open it?' I thought to myself as we followed her. 'What did they do to her when they took her?'
Wren had known how to open the ship. That confused me a lot. ' I thought to myself as we followed her. 'James nudged my shoulder with his and gave me a questioning glance. He seemed to know what I was thinking. "How did she know how to open the ship?" James asked me in a very, very low whisper.
"Just what I was wondering," I replied back in a whisper that was just as low. "But I don't know what they did to her when they took her. And it was all my fault that they did," I added, looking at the ground.
"Rachel, there's nothing you can do about that. It's in the past and you should let it be. After all, do you think you would have found me if it had never happened?"
"No… but still."
James pulled me closer to him. "But nothing. We'll just keep an eye on her okay?"
"Yeah, but I don't know what to do if she was affected by whatever was done to her."
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," James replied and hugged me close to him.
"I guess we will," I answered and continued to follow the light beams.
Soon we came to what seemed to be a dead end. Wren placed her hand on a panel on the wall and the whole thing slid up. Inside was black nothingness.
"Wren…" I started to ask.
"Yes, Rachel. I know what I am doing. This lift runs on its own power like the door. It will take us to the bridge. It will be much much faster than the stairs. Or would you rather take the stairs?" she asked.
"I trust you, but only because I don't want to take the stairs," I replied with a sigh.
"Good," she said and stepped into the area. Zim sighed and followed her. We followed both of them into the spot with room to spare. Wrenn had sat down and pulled a panel off of the wall.
"I thought you said this lift has its own power?" commented Zim.
"It does. But you have to do it manually first," Wren explained and twisted two cords together. The lift started to move with a jolt. "But once you know which cords then it is pretty simple." Then she shrugged.
"Can you stop it is the only question?" asked James.
"Yes. I just separate the cords. Like now." Wren then pulled them apart and everything stopped.
The doors opened and revealed a black void. The two spheres hovered out and lit the room, but only to an extent. "This place is bigger than I first thought," muttered Wren, speaking her thoughts aloud.
"Huh?" we all asked.
"Oh sorry. I was just saying that the helm was bigger than I first thought. The helm is probably at a…" Wren trailed off there and was cut off because she started to slide.
So what'd you think? I'm going to work on typing chapter 13 for you all and I'll post it whenever I get it done. So review this chapter while you wait for the next!
