Guest 4: I'm glad you enjoyed the Gordon/Emily moment, and Scruffey's battle. :)
Hey y'all! Chapter 34 is here! The next chapter begins the final battle! Who's hyped?!
Also, my good friend Drewdy59 has returned to writing. He is currently writing a story called "A Trip To Scotland", and it is AWESOME! Show the man some support, and give him a review! (You will especially enjoy it if you're a Thomas/Emily fan :) )
Percy held the box of cupcakes in his hands, delicately and faithfully. It was all he had ever wanted. A box of frick-fracking cupcakes. Oh, and the wingsuit too. He definitely also wanted the wingsuit. But that was exactly what he said he wanted for his final wish... and from what he could recall, he requested this to Thomas only.
"Memories of being evil hit you after a while," Thomas said, stepping next to his friend. "I remembered you wanted a wingsuit. And some cupcakes."
"And I designed them! Lady baked the cupcakes!" Henry called from the other side of the warehouse.
Percy stared in awe at the equipment and treats. They were his final wish come true. He could officially die happy now.
"We got you this to help you in the final battle," said Thomas. "I know you're strong, but you might need that just a little bit."
"Nah," exaggerated Percy, a smile forming on his face. "But seriously dudes, thank you both. Thank you both so much."
"Now, what say we go for a test run?" Henry asked.
"Lemme get the dang suit on first, jeez," Percy said, smiling. He then wheeled the crate into another room, and Thomas only smiled at his best friend.
"I want him to be my best man at my wedding," said Thomas.
"Then make him be just that," said Henry, patting his shoulder. "Now I need to use the bathroom."
So, after a lengthy bathroom break, and unannounced changing process, Henry walked out in his Panther suit.
"He'll need to be trained," Henry said. "And, I reconstructed my helmet while Gordon was out."
"Yeah, you never did get your old one back," Thomas mentioned. "You want it anymore?"
"Eh, I did it just to scare Dart," chuckled Henry.
Suddenly, the door to the spare room swung open, and Percy stepped out.
He was decked out in fresh gray cargo pants and boots, armor over his knee caps. His green t-shirt had been replaced with a gray one that had yellow lining and green chest details. On his waist sides were two metal clips that Thomas really didn't know the purpose of just yet. He had a rocket launcher over his left shoulder, and a jet pack on his back. He also had red goggles over his eyes that contrasted well with his blonde hair, and that one green strand in it.
"Wow, you look awesome dude!" Thomas exclaimed.
"Thanks man!" Percy said. "I feel awesome!"
"The suit sorta breathes, doesn't it?" Henry asked.
"Feels lighter than it looks," chuckled Percy.
"Now, how about we take a test run over the ocean?" Henry asked.
"Uhh... how will we get there?" Percy asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.
"I rented a chopper, courtesy of the mayor!" Henry exclaimed, running to the door. "Come on dude!"
Percy gulped as he slowly followed Henry to the helicopter on the roof.
This was going to be a long day.
"So, are you sure this is safe?" Percy asked, looking at the ocean and experiencing a flashback as he stood 500 feet above the water.
"Trust me, I won't let you die," Henry said, standing next to him. "Land is only about a mile away. Plus, I'm an expert swimmer."
"And I am not," Percy tacked on. He then took a deep breath in, and jumped off of the chopper.
"WAIT! PRESS THE RED BUTTON ON YOUR SIDE!" Henry called.
"WHAT?!" Percy screamed, continuing to fall.
"YOUR SIDE! THE RED BUTTON!"
Percy then noticed the button, and slammed his hand down on it. Fire shot out of the exhaust pipe on his back, and eventually, he curved upward, but still out of control.
"NOW PRESS THE ONE BENEATH IT, AND HOOK THOSE CLIPS ON TO THE WINGS!" Henry shouted.
However, Percy didn't hear that last part, and ended up flailing about around the ocean layers of water.
"This is gonna be a long day," Henry sighed.
Dart was pacing back in forth, while Diesel 10 took interest in a pen on the receptionist's desk, and said receptionist was tied up in the basement. Diesel, Shaka Vinnie, Philip, Spamcan, and Bowler were patrolling the building, and Den's dragon shell form was in sleep mode.
"Why do you pace Dart?" Diesel 10 asked. "The school is frozen in solid ice, and the battle has yet to come."
"That's just it," Dart growled, throwing his hooked hand upwards. "The battle has yet to come. We need to end this as soon as possible."
"Oh, please," said Diesel 10, finally facing him, "can you not wait another five days to begin moving?"
"No. We need to end this," sneered Dart. "Now."
Diesel 10's robotic eyes looked straight at Dart's normal and blinded eye, and a smirk slowly formed on Diesel 10's face.
"Get my son," said the maniac. "It's time we took care of this business."
"Yes sir," Dart said.
Then, the one-handed psycho ran to get the son of the most evil person Sodor ever saw.
It was now time.
The final battle would begin soon...
So, the two decided to take a break from learning how to fly, and Henry chose to show Percy how to use the rocket launcher over his shoulder.
"So, you have another button to the left of your waist," said Henry, pointing to it. "Just press it, and aim for that target."
Henry pointed toward a bulls-eye target, and Percy looked directly at it through his goggles, and the bright yellow words "TARGET LOCKED" appeared before him.
"Time to get smashing," Percy beamed. He then pressed the button, and the rocket fired. As it hit the box, splinters, cinders, and ashes flew everywhere.
So, therefore, Duck and Toby had to take cover, Emily got soot all over her clothes, and Axel was running around in circles, screaming that his eyes burned.
"Eh... needs a few kinks worked out," Percy sighed.
"No. You just need to get better coordination," Henry said.
"It said the target was locked!" Percy screamed.
"Let's just get back to teaching you how to fly," Henry sighed.
So, there were a few more futile attempts of jumping out of the chopper and ending up into the ocean, Percy had gotten fed up. He had now decided to jump off of the roof of the warehouse, since it was right next to the ocean anyway, and he could still swim back to land.
"Are you sure about this?" Henry asked.
"Positive," Percy said, confidence in his eyes as he put on his goggles.
Henry sighed, moved to the side, and let Percy shoot forward at his top speed. The Sudrian hero then jumped off of the building...
And did everything correctly. He pushed the button, grabbed and attached the clips, and let his wings fold out...
He was flying.
He. Was. FLYING.
And he couldn't have felt better. The feeling of wind cross his face, the way the clouds seemed to almost guide his way as he glided and soared over the ocean, where he had previously dodged death with Lady's help. He looked up at the heavens, and marveled at how this cloudy day, if only for a moment, seemed to brighten up while he coasted along with the wind.
"OH YEAAAAAAAAAH!"
He couldn't help but let go of all of his morals, all of his fears, worries, and everything else that would be bothering him just... just floated away. This was the second best day of his life, only because his first meeting with Thomas would always remain his favorite day for eternity.
Anyway, after about five more minutes of glorious soaring, he came down to the ground, where Henry was waiting with James.
"YOU DID IT BRO!" James exclaimed, hugging his brother tightly.
"No, Henry made the wingsuit," said Percy, looking at the Panther. "I just used it. I couldn't have done it without you dude. Thank you so much."
"No trouble," said Henry, smiling.
However, something then completely caught them off guard.
Thomas screamed.
It was blood curdling, chilling, and it came from inside the warehouse.
The three exchanged quick glances with one another, before rushing inside the warehouse. Thomas was standing in front of the desktop computer, and the other sixteen heroes stood next to each other.
And Diesel 10 was on the screen.
"Hello, Thomas," said Diesel 10 menacingly.
"What could you POSSIBLY want?!" Thomas screamed.
"I wanted to warn you," Diesel 10 growled. "My boys and I will be arriving five days earlier than expected, since we're just so bored."
"And you assume we aren't prepared for this?" Thomas sneered. "We would fight you with no preparation at all."
"Very well then," said Diesel 10. "I do hope to see you Tuesday, Thomas."
"And never again," Thomas growled. Then, the call was ended, and the hero of Sodor turned to face all nineteen of his allies.
"Everyone, head to the back room. We've got a battle to get ready for."
Sorry if the chapters are getting a bit shorter, I promise the final battle will make up for it!
Also, you might be wondering if I'll do anything special for the next chapter, should it be published on this story's anniversary. (gosh, has it been that long?)
Well, maybe... ;) Also, at the end of Chapter 35 and at the beginning/end of Chapter 36, there will be no A/N. Just thought I'd say that. :)
See you guys in the final battle! :D