Chapter 20
What was it? His ear slits were picking up a weird sound, it something between a whirring and a whooshing sound. Somewhere in that noise he thought he heard some sort of buzzing, but not quite that far yet. This day was turning out to be the strangest day of his life, very strange indeed.
The noise started to get louder, and in the distance he thought he saw thin trails of clouds stretching across the star-filled sky.
He sometimes would stay up during the day, to watch the clouds and all their patterns. But, never had he seen clouds like this, they were stranger than anything he had seen before. The clouds looked like they were taring the sky open, like a hot knife splitting apart a curtain in one slow, clean, slash.
What in Glaux's name was going on?
Chase had always been a curious owl, but what he was about to do was beyond just curiosity. Maybe it was fate calling him, or it was the Great Glaux's plan. What ever the reason, he decided against his better judgement, and common sence, to follow these curious noises and clouds.
What he didn't know, was that choice, that single choice to go after them or not, would change the course of history...Everywhere...
A/N: Lowknave, no not in writer's block, not me personally. Is it all a dream? (Chuckle) I don't want to reveal all my secrets, not yet anyway... also, every tracking missile in this story is inferred guided. I was originally going to use magnetic guided missiles along side what I am using now, but Lowknave used that strategy in his stories first. I don't want to feel like I'm copying ideas so I just didn't add it.