So I know it was quite the cliffhanger I left you on, and I'm really happy about how much love this story is getting. Every comment I read gives me new ideas for this story. (I'm mostly winging it) I'm sorry about the long waits, but I write best when I think over the events several times, and I'm glad that ya'll are still reading. Please enjoy.=^-^=
Ch. 14 - Uncharted Island
The waves were calm along the serene beach. They rolled up a couple of feet before crashing against the soft sand that seemed strangely pure with no shells in sight. A young boy groaned to life from the shore as he forced himself to roll onto his back. His brow furrowed when he opened his mouth only to taste sand, and his eyes shot open. "Huh?" He let out as he sat up at a moderate pace. "What?..." He asked himself before remembering the sting of the water as he splashed in before. "Holy crap!" He looked himself over and then stood up. "I'm alive!?" He asked at first before shooting both fists into the air. "Yes! Not dead!" He then felt slightly dizzy at the sudden strenuous movement. "Oh…. Not fine either…." He grumbled as he shook it off in a crouch. His eye was quickly drawn to a familiar object as it lay awash on the shore only a few feet away. "My Claw!" He shouted in surprise as he made a more moderate motion for it.
He took it in his hand and then checked to see if it still worked alright. After clutching the claw a few times he took a look around again and raised a brow. "Okay, so not dead, found my claw….. now where exactly am I?" He wondered aloud as he strode further inland. The beach he'd washed up on was curved in both directions though on one, it seemed to come back out like a cove. The horizon gave nothing but water, and that only left the land itself. The forest was rather thin around the edge, but quickly filled with brush, and vines to obscure his attempts to see very deeply inside. "Creepy forest on creepy deserted beach…. Great." He muttered as he walked the forest edge in hopes of spying something that looked like civilization.
Fifteen minutes gave nothing, not even any animals. "Hello!?" He shouted in mild frustration, but received no answer. He kicked a small stone, and watched it roll before catching something interesting in his sight. "Is that a… paw print?" He stepped over to it to get a better look. They were rather big, and the toes were pretty close to the pad. "Let's see… mom told me that usually means a large cat..." He reasoned aloud as he thought back to the little lessons about animals his parents had taught him over the years. Knowing what was nearby, often helped them find cryptids, and knowing their tracks from other animals was invaluable.
He followed the line of prints with his eyes before something strange hit him. "Why are these so far apart?" With at least ten feet between them, that was more than strange especially with how shallow they looked. An image of the ghost cat flashed into his mind like a bolt of lightning. "Ghost cat?" He muttered as he began to follow them. The ghost cat was the reason he was down here in the first place! Something it told Danny made him grab him, and then…. "Whatever, let's just see where these go." It couldn't really hurt at this point.
"Mrs. Saturday! Can you hear me!?" The voice was familiar, but strange as well. Her ears were ringing as her eyes tried to take in the blurry scene around her. She felt around, and found the familiar controls of the Griffon, and tried to keep her head straight as well. "Please, Mrs. Saturday! Answer me!" Outside the cockpit of the crashed vehicle one Danny Fenton leaned over the reinforced glass dome. He'd awoken alone in his Phantom form which he quickly abandoned due to the throbbing in his chest. A short stroll along the beach, and he found the Griffon embedded in the sand. It didn't look destroyed, but not about to fly again either.
As he looked over through the glass her movements appeared confused, and sluggish. He slammed his hand on the glass to draw her attention. "Mrs. Saturday!" She didn't seem too aware though after a moment she finally looked up. "At least she can hear me…." He said in minor relief as he looked for the control to release the windshield. He found nothing though most of the controls looked offline anyway. He took a moment to consider going ghost, and pulling her out, but pain from earlier changed his mind. Using his powers as a ghost seemed to make it worse whenever it happened. "Better to save them for an emergency…. Maybe if I don't go ghost?" He thought aloud to himself in a soft voice. He took a good look at the disoriented scientist. She seemed dazed, and…. Was that blood?! "That settles that." He stated as he reached into the aircraft with his intangibility, and pulled the woman back through with all the strength his human form could muster. He was more than thankful she wasn't nearly as heavy as Doyle was as he helped her crawl out of the cockpit. He guided her down the few feet to the soft sand before she fell to her knees and sat down holding her head. "Mrs. Saturday?" He called again as he knelt down to check on her. "Are you okay?"
She squinted her eyes as she tried to focus her vision on the figure before her. "Danny…?"
"Yeah, it's me." She tried to stand, but quickly lost her balance. "Whoa, just sit for a minute. I think you hit your head." Danny explained as he kept her from falling to the side.
She pulled her hand away from her head and saw a few blood spots on her fingers. "Ther…. There's a first aid kit…"
"In the plane?" Danny finished for her as she tried to speak straight.
"Yeah…." Her head was getting clearer, and the painful pulse of a bruise was now making itself known.
"Got it." Danny stood and climbed back up to the plane. He phased into it, and had no trouble finding the little box marked with a red cross. He leaned over one of the seats, and quickly regretted it when his hand slipped against a torn piece of metal. "Shit." He groaned as he looked at the small gash it left. It was about an inch long and curved between his thumb and index fingers. "Come on…" He let out before readjusting himself and grabbing the box. He pulled out of the ship with the box as he sucked on the new cut to ease the sting. He dealt with this sort of thing all the time, so by now it was more annoying than anything else. He leaned down to give her the box. "You need some help?"
Drew shook her head. "No, I think I can handle it now. What about your hand?"
Danny shrugged, and looked at the bold red highlight of his cut. "No thanks, it should be fine. It's just a scratch." He then looked around the area. "Anyone else around here?"
"I don't know. You're the first one I've seen since the Griffon lost power in that storm. The next thing I know, you were pulling me out of the ship." She explained as she dabbed her minor cut with disinfectant. It was pretty common for small injuries to happen on any one of the Saturday family excursions, though more so in the last few months. Drew spent the next few minutes applying first aid and a bandage to the cut before finally standing up.
Danny watched her easily shake off what could very well be a mild concussion. "I'm guessing this sort of thing happens all the time?" He gestured to the crashed aircraft.
"More recently, but yeah." She took a good look around the deserted beach. "If you ended up here maybe someone else did too. What happened to the airship during that storm?" Drew asked as she inspected the horizon.
Danny tensed at the question before he thought up a quick cover. "I… I'm not really sure? I woke up on the beach about half an hour ago." Most of that was really the truth since he didn't know what happened, and indeed woke up on the shore alone. It was then that it finally hit him. "Oh no…"
Drew turned to him. "What's wrong?"
"I.. uh well I was just thinking we were stranded in the middle of nowhere? It kinda sucks…" The statement seemed more than odd to the woman at least with how it was said. He then turned to look down the other side of the beach. "I think I'll take another look around to see if anyone else washed up like us." He quickly decided without consulting her. He made haste back down the beach from where he came hoping to find Zak nearby. "I must have dropped him…" He reasoned in anger as he ignored any protests shouted by the Saturday.
Drew let out a sigh as she watched him go. "I suppose he's responsible enough to know what do in a situation like this." She reasoned. He'd already displayed rational decisions in the face of an emergency with Doyle in the snow storm. She then turned to the wrecked Griffon with a tired expression. "This is getting messier and messier by the day." She grumbled as she headed back over to it.
Checking to see if any of the emergency equipment still worked was as good a plan as any. As she climbed up on top of the Griffon she quickly noticed the hatch was still firmly in place. "Did he close it back?" She thought aloud before feeling around the edge just under the sand. A shaky snap answered that question before sand piled into the Griffon from the new opening. "He never opened it….? But how…" She turned back his way. "How did he pull me out without opening the hatch?" She couldn't say for sure, but she could have sworn he pulled her right out of the top.
The longer Danny followed the shore, the more worried he got. He had made his way back to where he'd woken up in half the time he took to leave, but found no evidence of anyone else being there. His next thought was to try further down the beach. "Maybe the tides separated us…?" It was a stretch, but better than the alternative in his mind. Another fifteen minutes passed before he noticed the sand up ahead was disturbed. Since the rest of the beach was unnaturally clean and smooth, this meant something was here recently. Danny circled the large faded impression in the sand before noticing a feint long indention. In this situation a stick would come to mind, but this beach had nothing on it, even shells. "Maybe this was Zak?" The long impression could have been left by the weird claw weapon he uses. He followed what was left of the boy's shoe impressions up to the edge of the forest before he began to hear an engine sound. He looked up and noticed a large flying object come from over the trees. "The Speeder!" He quickly identified as he dashed out of the shade of the trees. "Mom!" He called out as he waved his hands up high.
She seemed to notice him as the Speeder turned and lowered to hover over the ground. "Danny!" She had barely set the vehicle in park before jumping out to hug her son. "I was so worried about you!" She held his head over her shoulder in an air siphoning hug. "After Dr. Saturday told me what happened to you on the ship with those creeps, I thought you might be really hurt." She finally released him a bit as she held his shoulders. "You're not hurt are you? If that miserable Epsilon left one scratch I'll-"
"Calm down, mom!" Danny pleaded with an embarrassed smirk. "Geez, I'm fine."
She looked at him a moment before smirking herself. "You're right." She relented with a calming breath. "But I can't help but worry." She then took a moment to look him over more carefully in her standard worried mom fashion.
Danny let out a sigh as he let her get it out of her system. "So anyway, do you know where we ended up?" Danny asked as she completed her inspection.
She stood up straight and looked around the beach. "I couldn't tell you on a map right now, but my scans indicated we are at the center of the ectoplasmic hot spot we were headed for. Solomon, and Doyle are back at the Airship working on the damages from that storm. Now that I've found you, we only need to find Drew and Zak."
Danny turned to look down the beach. "Actually, I ran into Mrs. Saturday further down. The little fighter jet she was in crashed into the sand; she's alright though."
Maddie turned her gaze to follow his. "Good, we should go and pick her up as soon as we can. The faster we regroup, the less chance Epsilon and his cohorts have of catching one of us out here." Danny hadn't paid them much thought, but she was right. If he and the Saturdays made it through the storm then those agents might have as well. Maddie took the controls back as Danny sat down beside her.
He seemed fine like he'd said, but she knew different. She knew something was going on with him that he didn't want to tell her, and it wasn't just his attitude that gave it away. After joining up with Doyle and Solomon to find her son missing, she quickly remembered the scanner he still wore. She used the signal it gave off to track his relative location on the island. She also looked over the readings it collected that night. She wasn't about to claim to understand how his ghost half really worked, but the readings scared her a little. She wanted to ask him about it so badly, but now wasn't the time for that. She would just have to trust Danny knew what he was doing until they could properly regroup, and figure out their next move. As the Griffon came into sight Danny quickly pointed it out. "There, mom."
"I see her, Danny." She responded while beginning to take the ship down. Danny easily picked up on her serious tone, and while it made sense, it sounded off to him. He gave a moment's thought before getting up to greet Drew who stood waiting for the door to open.
They quickly made their way back to the airship which was cradled in some large trees. The damage seemed minimal, but the technical problems that caused the ship to end up that way still persisted. "Not really your best landing." Drew commented as she looked at it with a smirk.
Doc crossed his arms as he stepped beside her. "Better than yours I hear. As soon as we get the airship repaired we're going to have to get the Griffon out of the sand." He responded as he looked over the strange landing he'd made.
Drew wore a rather sour expression at the comment. "It couldn't be helped…" She then let out a sigh. "That storm must have had something to do with it."
Doc nodded as he turned to her. "Maddie mentioned the same thing. The storm had a fluxuating ecto-plasmic signature which she believes originated from this island. The only reason I didn't crash the airship like you did the Griffon was because of those diffusers we installed before."
Drew wore a curious gaze as she thought about it. "That would explain why the Griffon suddenly lost power like that, and why Maddie's Speeder runs easily while most everything else doesn't." Drew reasoned along with her husband. "But how did it cause a storm like that?" She turned to her friend who was talking with her son not too far away.
"I'm sure we can try and work this whole thing out, but for now we need to get ourselves reorganized." Doc started. "That looks like it hurts." He continued as he gestured to the bandage on the side of Drew's head.
She reached up to it, and it throbbed a bit in response. "It's fine, Doc. Besides, both you and Doyle don't look like you got through scott-free either." Both Doyle and Doc looked rather rough from their earlier fight with Epsilon and his agents, and Doyle even had a bandage on his upper arm. "Considering what had just happened, I'm surprised we got off with just this though." She thought aloud in curiosity.
"Especially Maddie and her son considering they're the only one's without a scratch." Doc added in before becoming serious again. "But Zak's still out there, and in who knows what kind of trouble."
Drew seemed angry at the mention. "I'll wring that spineless weasel's neck if anything happened to my boy!" She growled out just thinking about Epsilon's call from before.
"Drew! Doc! Danny think's he might know where Zak is!" Maddie shouted from afar. Doyle was already nearby watching Danny closely for some reason. Both parents turned and made their ways over quickly.
Danny, who had just finished going over his idea to his mom, turned to them. "I think it was him, but I'm not sure. Before my mom found me I found an impression in the sand, and foot prints leading up to the tree line. I only think it was him because the beach seemed to clear aside from that spot."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Doyle asked as he headed towards the Speeder.
"It's as good a lead as any." Doc agreed as he too headed over followed by Maddie and Danny. Drew, however, couldn't help but notice something odd about the young Fenton. His expression as he explained Zak's possible location seemed less worried, and more guilty; it was as if he was at fault somehow.
"Okay, so creepy forest, and now, creepy ruins." Zak stated as he looked over the aged structure before him. It was covered in vines and moss, but seemed quite intact unlike other ruins he'd seen before. He'd lost the paw trail a little ways before, and so decided to investigate this building. He wandered around it until he found some sort of entrance. There was a large statue of a winged serpent just before the entrance, and the eyes seemed to glow with how the light hit the orange gems that represented them. He looked at them with a strange feeling of nostalgia sitting at the back of his mind. As he stared at the statue in curiosity he could feel his powers beginning to act up. It was just like when he was at one of those spiritual hot spots only not as wild. "What is this place?"
"Welcome my child…" The words were distorted but the voice was familiar. The boy looked just past the statue to see the blue ghost cat watching him from just inside the shadows. He was surprised at first, but before he could make any move towards her she disappeared in a smoky fashion.
"Did that cat… lead me here?" He wondered aloud as he thought back to the statue and the trail that he followed.
"Do you think these ruins have something to do with Kur?" Doc asked as he inspected a wall depicting several cryptids he recognized. The group found this large ruin after coming through the forest where Zak's trail started. The large amount of foliage made them hard to spot at first until they came upon a large open area near the center. The walls all around depicted creatures, and there were a few tunnels that appeared to lead out into it.
"That's what I'm thinking." Drew concurred as she looked over another cryptid depiction. "After all, why else would it be here with all of these cryptid paintings?"
"Check this one!" Doyle called out as he stood at the far wall. All eyes turned to him as he pointed to a large serpentine dragon with glowing eyes. Both Doc and Drew dashed over. "It looks like a dragon or something."
"It very well could be." Drew revealed with a serious tone while still showing amazement. "Kur is most commonly depicted as a dragon in ancient mythology." Doc quickly moved to pull down any vines that covered the rest of the wall.
"Whoa…" Doyle voiced as he saw the rest of the image. The depiction of Kur seemed to be attacking a large group of humans.
Both Doc and Drew traded uneasy glances before Drew noticed something she recognized. "Is this that artifact from before? The one the Naga's had?" She placed her hand over a strange object depicted in the claw of Kur.
"I'm gonna go with yeah." Doyle answered as he gestured to the wall behind Kur. Several Naga seemed to be following Kur in his assault.
"This too." Doc called as he looked at a portion further than the humans with a grim expression. Doyle and Drew went right over to see for themselves. The blue cat they had come to recognize as Gaia stood over the slain Kur looking towards the massacre depicted before. It then showed the Kur stone being imbued with Kur's spirit. "This must be Kur's defeat and the creation of the Kur stone." He reasoned aloud.
"And Gaia, she must have something to do with sealing Kur." Drew added in. "It's strange that there don't appear to be any writings on this wall. Something to explain the events it's depicting." She continued with a somewhat frustrated tone. They could all use some more answers.
"What about here?" Danny, who was looking around a corner near the speeder, asked as he squatted down. "This looks like a Greek letter…. Theta?" He turned to them with a raised brow. "You know the one used in Trig all the time." His mother, who was closest, came to look over his shoulder at the strange stone in the ground. Unlike the others, it was round, and even seemed to be a slightly different color or material than the rest of the ancient stone flooring.
"What would that be doing here?" Doc crossed his arms and looked around. The area was very open, and had nothing really in it aside from the depictions on the walls. "Some kind of marker maybe?" He then started to look around the floor. "We should see if we can find any more."
"Sounds like an idea." Drew then headed over to the opposite wall while scanning the ground.
After a few minutes Doyle called out. "Got one here!" He was standing in another corner of the open yard. "This one's a horse shoe…. Or maybe a U?"
"But could also be the Greek letter Omega." Drew corrected as she thought about Danny's discovery as well.
Doc made haste to a new corner and discovered his own stone. "Psi is over here." He stood in the corner directly opposite of Danny, and so Drew took the only remaining corner. "Just like I thought, Mu is in this corner."
"This is sounding kinda-"
"Familiar?" Drew interrupted her brother. "It should, these are the letters used on that map I showed you all before." She then started to move towards the center, and the others did as well. Raising their voices to speak could draw unwanted attention. "That symbol that seemed to be a compass rose used these four letters." Drew recalled as she looked at each corner.
"Did you bring it with you?" Maddie asked as she stood just behind Danny thinking it over.
"No, I left it in the lab on the airship." The Saturday responded as she continued to look at them. "But it could still have something else I may have overlooked."
"Let's go and get it then." Doyle concluded until Maddie cut him off.
"No, I can get it. The rest of you can continue looking around. I'm sure you have more experience with this sort of thing anyway." She headed off to the Speeder with a casual air. "Just give me a call if anything happens, but it shouldn't take long." This statement seemed more directed at Danny, but relevant to anyone who could actually call her.
"Alright then, maybe we should make another sweep to see if we can't find something more." Doc suggested since they still didn't have much to go on yet.
While the Saturdays continued to look around, Danny kept around the same area as he thought over something odd. For some reason these tiles were bothering him, but he couldn't put his finger on why. After around ten minutes Drew noticed how he was looking towards each one, and then towards the sun which was already setting. "Danny?" She called as she walked over to him. "Something bothering you?"
Danny crossed his arms and furrowed his brow. "Kinda…. But I don't really know."
The young woman raised a brow. Danny had seemed like a very smart boy since she met him, but strange too. Even if he were Jack and Maddie's son, he seemed far too well adjusted, and observant for someone his age…. And secretive. Of course Zak was as well, but they traveled all over. Maddie had told her that she and her family rarely leave the state. "Well? Did you figure something out?"
Danny looked deep in thought as he absent mindedly nodded. "Yeah… maybe…. The sun sets in the west doesn't it?"
"As far as I know it does." Drew answered as she looked towards the timely setting sun.
"Okay, but then the Theta and Omega tiles are backwards-" He paused as he felt a slight chill, and shivered.
"Danny?" Drew called out as she saw him shake all of a sudden. "What's wrong?"
"Okay this place is getting weirder and weirder." They both heard in a far off grumble. They turned to see Doyle facing one of the many tunnels leading out into this open area. "Tell me I'm not the only one seeing the sparkling horse." He asked as he gestured to the shimmering creature that strode out of the shadows. It appeared to be a horse, but definitely not a normal one. It was translucent, and it's aura flared between white and an off shoot of pink. It trotted towards them with an eerie echo to its hoof beats which grew louder as another revealed itself. All eyes fell on the long horns that protruded from each horse's head as more came out into the open.
"Are those what I think they are?" Drew asked in a hushed tone.
Her eyes didn't move away until she heard another silent grumble which seemed strange. "Oh no… of all the things to-"
Drew turned to Danny and was rather surprised at the horrified expression on the boy's face. Even the Kumari Serpent didn't make him scared so why would these supposed unicorns? "Danny…. What's wrong?" She asked in a quiet tone which quickly got the teen's attention.
He seemed hesitant to say anything until one of the creatures snorted loudly enough the echo around the whole area. He tensed up, and looked towards them. "N-no sudden moves." He warned in a whisper as he slowly stepped back. It was unfortunate that only Drew could hear his warning as Doc made a curious approach to the one closest to himself. It was no secret that the recent events had been hard for even him to believe, but magic horses was just crazy. "I've never seen anything like this outside-"
A blood curdling whinny shot out through the small pack of spectral horses which immediately caused Danny to turn on his heel and run. "Shit!" The three of them turned to him to see him dash off, before turning back to the majestic creatures. The peaceful appearance of each creature quickly melted into horror as their false exteriors burned away to reveal the monstrous ghosts beneath. Their hooves burst into flame as they reared up to begin their charge, but by this point the three observers had turned to follow the boy who seemed far more informed about them.
They all headed down the tunnel opposite to the Unicorns with Danny at the lead followed by Drew, Doyle, and Doc respectively. "Anyone got any ideas for evil unicorns?" Doyle shouted as he kept up his fastest pace.
"They're probably ghosts." Drew responded with a slight back glance to the small bright opening of the tunnel. "I think Danny knows about them." She finished as she tried as hard as she could to keep up with Danny's surprising pace. She could barely see him in the dark tunnel even with the cracks along the ceiling casting enough light that they could see each other.
"Great, the minute the ghost hunter leaves, ghosts show up." Doyle grumbled with a slight pant.
"If they are ghosts, that doesn't leave us with many options for fighting back." Doc stated in frustration as the echo of hoof beats rang from behind.
Drew then turned back as she ran. "Maddie may already know they're here, and is on her way back. We need to just keep away from them until she does." Just as she finished her statement a strange flash of light occurred down the corridor and they all squinted to see what they were approaching.
Seconds later one Phantom in flight sped over their heads, and straight for the stampeding Unicorns. "Just what I needed today, unicorns." He stated with annoyance.
The three Saturdays stopped their mad dash once it was clear Phantom was standing between them and their prospective death, and caught their breaths. "He's got some serious timing." Doc commented as he leaned on his knees.
"Did you ever read comic books?" Doyle asked the scientist with an amused expression. "Comes with the Hero thing."
"Just how far ahead did Danny get?" Drew wondered as she looked down the poorly lit corridor.
"Kid can really run huh?" Her brother said with a laugh.
"It's good that he was able to get so much further away, but if he ends up lost then that will make two missing kids instead of one." Drew deduced in worry. She already felt uneasy about Zak being missing, and didn't want Maddie to feel the same way.
"All of you need to get back to your camp." Phantom suddenly ordered from his held position several meters behind them. He was holding up an energy barrier, but the ghosts continued to bombard it with their horns to get through. He held one hand away and blasted down a nearby wall. It fell easily, and waning daylight poured in around them. "The longer you stay in their path, the longer you'll have to run. They won't follow you if they can't see where you are! Now go!" He shouted at them before putting up his other hand to hold the barrier again. "Hurry!"
"Let's go!" Doyle agreed as he grabbed his sister's arm. Doc jumped through first, and into the thick forest brush.
"What about Danny?" She countered in worry.
"He's fine, but we won't be if we stick around." Doyle directed as he pulled much harder on her arm. Drew only hesitated a little more before going along with him into the jungle. Doc lead the way through the brush as they hurried towards the campsite/crash site like Phantom directed. Drew only hoped Danny knew how to get back, and would meet them without anything happening to him first.
They were running out of daylight, and any jungle is especially dangerous at night. "We need to regroup, and think about what to do in case we run into more ghosts like them." Doc started as he broke in their path through the brush. "If we can't fight them off, then we'll never be able to get anywhere with those ruins."
"And what if Zak went into them too?" Drew asked in a worried yet calm tone.
"He might be better off on his own for now." Doc informed. "He's smart, and fast. I'm sure he could keep himself in one piece for a day until we can come up with a plan." Their attention was grabbed by an eerie and loud cry coming from the direction of the ruins. They didn't dwell on it for long though, and kept moving. If anything, it was a sign that Phantom still had the ghosts distracted. Doc knocked away some vines in their way as they encroached on the airship, and it was somewhat visible through the trees.
What they didn't see, however, was the ambush that was triggered the minute the cleared the tree line. Weapons of several different types were now pointed at the trio in a tremendous show of force. Epsilon Stood just beyond the wall of agents with a frown of annoyance. "Hello again, Saturdays. Have a nice little adventure in the jungle? I for one have grown tired of these games. Where is the boy?" He looked through them.
"Damn it…" Doc cursed as he stood tensely under the threat of death.
"He's nowhere you'll ever find him." Drew shot towards the infuriating agent.
Epsilon chuckled. "I doubt that." He then motioned to the men. "Put them with Mrs. Fenton and the pets, and if they resist, shoot them."
So Epsilon is showing off his soulless government agent routine, and most of the group has been recaptured. He's got the resources and the skills to be very persistent, and if ya'll haven't noticed, he's getting some good 'help'. If you're confused about the time between the air fight and the beginning of this chapter, there will be more on that later. (Yes I know water tension is deadly at high altitudes) BTW I chose unicorns because they were funny, and the ones shown in "Boxed up Fury" were really interesting too. Something unbelievable yet cannon. Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did.
The beginning of the chapter was actually in the works for a long time, but altered several times as I went along. I appreciate anyone pointing out inconsistencies so that I can fix them. (I reread it three times but still...)
Thx for reading and I would appreciate your impressions, comments, and any questions as well in a review.=^-^=
