N/A: Hello people! Sorry for the really late update, just didn't have any inspirations! Anyhoo, this is my first chapter with Rat's POV, enjoy! Btw, thanx to all my reviewers! I'm glad that you still like my story even though my writing is pathetic! :D
And a special thank you for Darling Summers!
Powerful Changes
"Col, slow down! We have absolutely no chance of outrunning them!" Connie yelled as yet another police car joined the chasing party. Unfortunately, after Col and Connie 'borrowed' someone's motorcycle minutes ago, Mack called the police. He knew that they would get into serious trouble, but he couldn't resist it, and it probably was his motorcycle. Anyway, the Society knew that they didn't need to involve the police. They could catch Connie and Col themselves. However, they let Mack Clamworthy take charge, although knowing him, his plan would probably put their biggest secret at risk.
Why are people so naive? Connie asked herself.
"I'm not going to get caught! There's no way you can make me!" Col yelled back, empathizing the word no. He started to speed up but unluckily they reached a busy road. And Col instantly stopped when he saw that there were traffic lights, and, even more unfortunately, that they were red. It was already ten pm, so Connie was surprised at the number of cars that passed by, but she let her mind drift off. After what seemed like ages, Col's voice, made harsh with anxiety came to her;
"We've got to get away, somehow!"
The siren's wail could be clearly heard now, which meant that the chasing party wasn't far behind.
"As if I didn't know that! Try to get pass th-" Connie was cut off by a sharp rush of wind followed by a sharp turn of the motorcycle. She didn't even catch the direction they were turning to, but tightened her grip around Col's waist.
"What on earth!" Connie exclaimed. After recovering she added, "Now, Col, you've got to stop this! We'll only get into more trouble!" Ignoring her words, he steered the motorcycle in between two cars, only centimeters away from potentially crushing it. "Or an accident, for that matter." she murmured quietly.
Col scowled, choosing to listen to only her second statement, and Connie took that as an opportunity to try to enter a computer system of the roads ahead, undetected by any means, which would possibly help them to escape just in time. She hoped desperately that it would work- the computer system couldn't possibly be any more difficult to enter than the minds of mythical creatures she had encountered in the past. Connie's mind dived into the underground, searching for the nearest police station's database. When she found it, she made the road information lay perfectly in the corner of her mind, and came rushing back to her body. She could hear the alarms ringing in around the station, but they faded as she traveled ahead far.
When Connie opened her eyes, she realized that Col wasn't sitting before her, and that she was about to crash into a tree! Quickly as she could, she moved herself forwards, where Col had sat probably just a few seconds ago, but she didn't have time to worry about where he had disappeared to, filled with the urge to save herself before thinking about anything else. With all her power, she hit the brake pedal. It was too late; the bike crashed into the tree and sent Connie flying straight at it.
I can't die! I don't want to... Connie thought just before everything went blank.
***
Connie woke up to Rats panicky voice.
"Oh, gosh! Rubberduckgodzilla is coming! And it has Col! Quick, you've got to help him super maniac girl, so wake up!" She looked at Rat with bewildered, sleepy eyes, wondering what on earth he was talking about.
"Shut it Rat! I'm not some random super maniac girl!" she found herself subconsciously yelling, to her surprise. Finally, her normal senses kicked in, and she recoiled slightly. "Wait, who or what is Rubber-duck-godzilla?"
"How come you don't know Rubberduckgodzilla? You've met him before, he's Kullervo! Anyway, are you feeling better?"
"What! Kullervo's got Col! And he's here!?" Connie attempted to jump up, but her leg hurt so badly that it caused her to fall back and scream in pain.
"What happened to my leg?" she asked weakly.
"You broke it in the accident. Are you okay?" Rat asked, concerned.
"What is the Society doing about all this?" Connie asked worriedly. When she received no answer she repeated her question, this time a little louder. Rat sighed.
"They're fighting him, somewhere in that forest over there." He pointed eastwards, where indeed stood an ancient-looking forest. She attempted to stand up again.
"Connie, you-" She cut him off.
"Shut it! I've got to help Col, so shut it!" Surprisingly he obeyed, though Connie didn't notice, her mind too occupied with other, more important thoughts. With all her might she stood up, this time not hurting her leg.
***
Rat's POV: A few minutes before...
"Ducky! Rubber ducky!" Rat said for the hundredth time, purely bored, whilst Mack and Evelyn were in a brief conversation about 'how to get that motorbike off the road'. He yawned and was about to lay down on the seat next to his when remembering that George was sleeping there, in his baby car seat. Col and Connie were on their small joy ride but, of course everyone had to say no to their (albeit slightly illegal) joy. It was his brand new birthday bike that was considered stolen by the police, he was supposed to have all control over it, right? Moppets...
"Will you shut it Rat!? I'm talking here! Evelyn, listen that is pointless, since we both obviously can't trust Lisa, she's like a hungry dog..." he heard Mack say and dully sensed the change in the conversation but was too sleepy to notice a slightly squeaky wing sound that slowly lulled him to sleep. Suddenly he became alert, something was wrong about the creepy, childish sound... was it coming from above? He looked up from the car window, only to see a huge, dark blue dragon fly a few meters above Col and now unconscious-and-lifeless-looking Connie. His jaw dropped at the sign of that unusual scenery but he quickly recovered, somehow finding his voice he tried to alert everyone in the car but only succeeded in getting weird glaces;
"Ducky, rubber ducky and godzilla! Above, up!" he babbled in panic, inwardly groaning at his nonsensical choice of words- they would only delay them further.
"Rat!" Evelyn said flatly. After cleaning his throat he tried again, this time with a prang of seriousness in his voice; "Duc-I think there's a dragon flying above my bike."
"What!?" both Mack and Evelyn exclaimed. They took a quick look out the car window to see if Rat wasn't playing some prank on them, like he usually did. When seeing that he was telling the truth their jaws dropped immediately.
"In your faces!" Rat laughed whilst pointing fingers at them. In reality determined thoughts filled his mind.
I need to get that...that...Rubberduck...godzilla away from my friends! Who does that dragon thing think he is?! I mean...isn't he that completely and utterly useless loser Kullervo? Well, I need to help them anyways, that's what friends are for! And I need some more good remarks to make him melt from embarrassment! Mwahahaha! He sneezed loudly, ruining the dramatic effect of his thoughts, despite the fact that he was the only one to hear them.
"Rat, I have no idea how you can make fun out of people when your friends are in da-" Evelyn was interrupted by Mack's impatient voice.
"No time for lectures, Evelyn, no matter how deserved they might be. That dragon is probably Kullervo. We need to get ahead of those useless policemen before it's too late!" Right after his little speech, Mack started to drive like crazy, making everyone jump in shock.
"Stop it, Mack! You're going to get us all killed!" Evelyn screeched in panic, closely resembling her companion.
Surprisingly, the-most-hilarious-driver-Rat-had-ever-seen didn't answer. No one else spoke- they were all speechless. It soon became obvious why Mack was driving so dangerously, he was trying to pass by police verticals so that he could get all the credit for saving Connie and Col from being killed by Kullervo-the mimic rubber duck. For some reason, the midnight-blue dragon sported a large, comical, garish yellow rubber-duck head; something had obviously gone haywire with his powers.
"If he can fight a dragon, then I'm superman." Rat murmured, more to George, who had been woken up by Mack's hideous driving than anyone else. He wasn't whining, though.
Poor George, he's probably too scared to make a sound, Rat thought. Surprisingly, George turned to stare at him, his mismatched gaze so sweet that Rat felt as if he was melting. He could have sworn that there was a connection between them, just for a second Rat glimpsed George's mind. It was as broad as the ocean, or so it seemed. His childish thoughts were flying around in their small bubble shields, memories looked like rings of fire; the whole thing just seemed to be a giant mystical surprise party. That was all he could see from outside the gate of George's mind, just imagine the inside! Once in Connie's mind he encountered something similar.
So George may have a huge chance of being a universal, he thought, too overwhelmed to notice that their car was now directly behind his birthday bike, accelerating loudly, and that all the police cars were gone.
Suddenly, Kullervoroared, which brought him back to present. He absentmindedly opened the car window, not really aware of what he was doing. With a strong wind blowing though the open window he screamed,
"Hey there, dragon-gorilla loser! Stop offending my friends with your truly dominating, ROARRR showoffs, will ya!?" The dragon didn't even glance his way, instead he seemed to be getting ready for something.
Rat finally looked properly around and quickly realized what was happening, the cop cars disappeared because the policemen had seen the dragon.
That must have been a shock, he thought sarcastically. It was also why Mack was now behind the motorbike. Kullervo roared because he was getting ready for a firework display and he was about to blow it down on Col and Connie, that's what an angry dragon would do.
He glanced to see if Connie still looked that unconscious and lifeless, she still did. Now, if Rat couldn't save them, no one could. Sticking his head out of the window again, he yelled,
"Enormous Elmo! Is it true that you hate Christmas? Or the huggybear? Or the nice orange monster?! Or firework displays?" He paused for a second before continuing a completely different speech. The completely random words flowed so effortlessly from his mouth that he wasn't even aware of what he was saying.
"Alice, Betsey, Cecilla. Oh, for God's sake, girls name! Will you finally start acting like a real man? Or am I should to call you...muffin for the rest of your life?" He felt eyes on him and the dragon's astonished reaction. He grinned proudly- he had obviously just gotten himself an audience.
Feeling enthusiastic, he didn't want to lose Kullervo's attention so he yelled teasingly,
"Long-tailed-'hitchhiker'-hating-shape-shifter? Nah, your an utter-maniac-about-hitchhikers-dragon? Nah, your the water-hating-rubber-ducky! Am I right, I know I am! By the way, you really look like a giant rubber duck." he pointed out happily. This time Kullervo stonily glared at him, his already cold, plastic eyes bore into his even though they were so far away from each other, still a chilling combination of gold and acid-yellow. His stare made Rat's brain freeze and he felt like never ever functioning properly ever again. The shape-shifter glanced back at his target, leaving Rat completely paralyzed.
"Oh my... Help!" A familiar voice suddenly hit Rat's ears like a heavy metal shovel to the head- it was Col! Unfortunately for Kullervo, he was strong enough to make himself move and speak without any complications, and even under his... rather shocked circumstances, he could do anything for his best friend. The dragon was flying low and slowly fire escaped form his jaws. Rat panicked whilst trying to think fast.
"Rubberduckgodzilla! Is it true that majestic bubble sheep mixed withcheese can blow you away!?" Rat screamed his last remark with all his might and energy, he haven't noticed that the dragon was barely above the car and that his yellow plastic head was near the open window- despite the fact that the orange beak was plastic, it still looked wickedly sharp. He instantly ducked further inside the car. Luckily, Kullervowas too interested in his other target and another fire breath escaped his powerful beak. He also flew higher up and dozens of fire breaths escaped him, they were all carried in one direction, the motorbike. Every single one narrowly missed its target.
Rat stared in shock as it happened; he had to do something- and fast. As always, his foolish ideas ruled over him and his brain and he regained his strength fast. His quick actions made him impossible to stop. He quickly opened the car door and leapt like a frost wolf onto the dragon, he grabbed one of the enormous shape-shifter's right side scales with one hand and his back scale with the other. He heard shouts of stunned, outraged protests, but ignored them. Kullervo tried shrugging him off but he had already climbed onto the dragons back. That caused the shape-shifter to stop in his tracks and give Col and Connie enough time to escape, but Col was already jumping off the bike without any means to help Connie, what's wrong with him?! Rat dangerously thought. Suddenly, Connie awoke with a jolt. It took her seconds to realize what had happened. She swiftly started moving forwards to the drivers motorbike seat, she hit the brakes with all her might before she rode into a tree, losing her consciousness in return for her bad behavior.
Yet again Rat ended up totally stunned, the shape-shifter took that as an advantage and attempted to shrug him off again, satisfyingly succeeding. Rat yelled, believing that he would die but roughly landed on soft grass. He was so surprised that he nearly passed out. But quickly realized that the the drop between him and the ground had been about one and a half meter away. Laughing it off, he looked around to see a crowd of people around the tree where Connie rode the bike into, and already people started to rush towards both stunned teens, hoping to help.
***
Col sprinted into a what seemed to be an ancient forest. He was running away from a huge dragon which looked like a giant rubber duck- Kullervo; at least that was what Rat said it was. He had to leave Connie and everyone else behind by jumping off the bike just before Kullervo blasted him with his small fireworks display. Laughing slightly but cruelly, Col replayed the moment in his head whilst still running. He laughed hard at the term; "Rubberduckgodzilla! Is it true that majestic bubble sheep mixed with cheese can blow you away!?" which Rat had screamed in Kullervo's face right before he started burning holes in the ground. He couldn't remember the last time Rat said something so stupid in front of Kullervo, but luckily the 'giant rubber duck' hadn't heard, obviously too interested on his other target. A sudden croak alerted him immediately and unexpectedly quick he lost control over his body, tripping over a tree root from surprise. He quickly cursed and attempted jumping up, but before he could stand properly again, large, sharp claws dug into his leg, and he yelped in pain. A deep, cruel and evil laugh hit Col's ears and he was lifted of the ground, his left leg bleeding.
'What do you want from me?' he snapped painfully.
Kullervo laughed again but answered,
"I want your powers, human! What else?!" The rubber duck had begun to look a lot more threatening.
Oh my... what am I supposed do? Raise alarm? How? Help...Connie? How? he thought, just before blanking out.
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