Visions
By Starseeker
Part 5
Um...I don't think I have anything that you need to know. This should be a little more exciting than the others. Hopefully I can get to the part 6. Any comments? Please put them in a review or e-mail me at Starseeker__1@hotmail.com.
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In the previous part:
Alyssa has gone through training, and has been shipped off to participate in her first mission, with Trei as her partner. Here she meets Brad, a student who seems to be very curious about her.
She and Trei uncover the Yeerk base that was the focus of their mission, and begin to formulate a plan to get inside and destroy it.
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"It's absolutely nuts, I know. But it could work." I sighed and studied my fingernails, waiting for Trei's comments. "Well? What do you think?" We were in the courtyard at the school the following day.
"You're right...on both accounts. We can figure out a way to pull it off." My eyes lit up.
"Really? You don't think it's a bad idea?" I asked. He nodded.
"It's crazy, but not impossible. It seems to be our only option," he answered. "First thing we'll have to do is figure out the schedule of those shipments. Then the rest depends on getting to a truck and kicking the driver out. Simple."
"Doesn't seem as difficult when you lay it all out, does it?" I laughed. Then, hearing the sound of the bell, I said, "I guess we'd better get to class."
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I tapped my foot impatiently, fidgeting constantly in my seat. Tonya looked at me.
"You okay?" she asked. I nodded.
"I'm fine. Why?"
"You're distracting me. Could you try and calm down a little?" I nodded, forcing myself to sit still. It wasn't easy. Calming down never is.
The bell finally rang. I grabbed my books and did all to keep myself from running out of the classroom. I saw Trei in the hallway.
"Trei!" I called. He glared at me. "Er, I meant Tim," I corrected myself.
"You can't let yourself forget...Errin. Don't do that again," he warned.
"Okay, fine. Sorry. I just need to talk to you about this...um, school project that we're doing."
"Project?" I nodded.
"You remember. That project we were workign on? We should get started tonight."
"Oh, right. How about you start first, since it was your idea?" he suggested. I shrugged.
"I guess. It doesn't really matter to me, just as long as it gets done."
"Good. I'll work on it tomorrow night then, and we'll take turns."
"Agreed." We walked to our separate classrooms.
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It was dark outside when I left. Together, Trei and I had made a plan to steal a truck and just sneak in to the base we were trying to destroy. But first we had to figure out when they came, and where they came from. The 'where' part would have been easier because there were only one or two roads that lead to the Yeerk base.
"No problem," I whispered to myself as I climbed out of my window, empty-handed this time, and started on my very long walk.
Walking to the base took about 40 minutes. I timed myself. "This part of the mission shouldn't be so hard."
I waited for two hours for any kind of truck to arrive. It was unlikely that one would be there every day, but you never know. So I sat and looked around for two whole hours, almost going out of my mind with boredom. After coming to the conclusion that nothing was coming, I went back to the school.
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"Well?" Trei asked. We were on our way to class the next day.
"Nothing. Hopefully you'll have more luck. And you might want to take something to do with you. It's kind of boring waiting for trucks. I was there for almost two hours."
"Okay," he replied. "Thanks."
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Trei came back the next day with no good news to report. There had been no truck delivery, just as I had expected. This mission could turn out to be longer than I thought.
Things went along for about a half a week. Finally, the week after we had first spotted the truck at the Yeerk base, another one came. So Trei and I decided to put our plan into action the next week. That seemed to be the truck pattern.
We checked and double-checked and triple-checked our materials--except for the explosives, of course. Trei and I reviewed our plan over and over again, discussing all the major details and changing a few things around. We discussed the possible situations that we could get into, and came to the conclusion that we were completely ready.
But we weren't.
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Trei and I snuck out of our rooms again. It was kind of becoming routine. I wondered if any teachers noticed this unusual behavior from us. Hopefully not, because any of them could have been Controllers.
We went back to the Yeerk base with our tools: weapons, materials for breaking in, and the explosives.
"So...let's get this done," I muttered. We stood in front of the factory-turned-base. I looked down the long road that twisted and turned from the highway. I could just barely see the highway in the distance.
Beside the road stood some crates. When the delivery trucks came, they took those crates when they left. Our plan was so perfect...we couldn't fail. There was no way we could fail. That's what I thought at the time.
I helped Trei create a road block with the crates. There were easily twenty or more--these Yeerks really knew how to use up their supplies. Soon, we had an almost-waist-high barracade that was as thick as two of the crates. I sighed.
"Now that that's done...what next?" I asked.
"We wait," Trei answered.
"Good plan." So we waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Finally, I saw headlights. A truck came into view. It rolled slowly along, careful not to make much noise, I guess. It slowed at the block that we had set up. The horn sounded once. A lot of cursing came from the driver as he opened the front door and stepped out of the truck. Trei nodded to me, and we both sprang from behing the blockade.
Trei took the driver seat, while I hid in back. I looked out the small window available in time to see Trei run through the crates as the truck's driver ran to the side, cursing at us. Trei sped up, the truck shaking upon impact with the crates. I winced.
"That's gonna leave a dent," I whispered.
We pulled up to the closed door of the factory. It began to open wider...wider...there! We were in! Trei parked the truck and got ut. I quietly opened the back door and followed him in through the service door.
"Where are we going to put these things?" I asked, pointing at my bag. Trei stopped.
"One of them goes here."
"Are they timed?"
"They're all controlled by this," he said, taking out a small detonator. I nodded. Slowly, I took one of the small black squares out of my bag and stuck it near the floor by the stairs. Trei flipped the top open and began to set it. "Now it'll explode if I push this." He showed me the button on his detonator unit.
"Well don't," I told him. "I kind of expected to get out of here as a whole person."
"I didn't plan on pushing the button until we were out."
"Oh," I muttered. Then, added as an afterthought, "Duh."
We went along, setting the bombs as we went. We had set about thirteen so far.
"I guess we should put one there," Trei told me. I reached into my bag.
"They're all gone," I said.
"Oh. That's even better. Now, let's get out of here." I nodded and turned...facing about six Controllers, who all had Dracon guns pointed at my head. I paniced. This perfect plan wasn't so perfect as I thought.
"Great. Now we'll be infested. And the Yeerks will know Stryfer's location. They'll win. This is just perfect," I thought bitterly. It was an ironic ending, I guess.
Then again, maybe not.
"Set it on stun," one of the Controllerd ordered. "We just want to capture them, not kill them."
"Right," another agreed. He switched the dial on his gun and...
Darkness.
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To be continued...
A/N: I told you it got more exciting! The next part's even better!