Chapter 20
Mina
Three days later . . .
Zoom.
Bssh.
My eyes fluttered open. I rubbed my eyes and stepped out of the Egg. The others were coming.
I yawned.
"I guess we're close to Earth," Hardrive said. "Let's go see."
We all walked to the window and looked out. The Earth was there. It was so beautiful . . . It looked so peaceful . . . But that wasn't true. The place was hell, really.
It looked like a blueberry with little pieces of whipped cream on it.
"Well . . . Let's go to the controls." Blaze said.
The rest of us nodded. I sat in my seat. The Detonators were in the row behind me. I was in the second row. Blaze, Hardrive, and Halen sat in the first. Slash, Turv, Erik and I sat in the second.
Hardrive pushed some buttons. The shuttle went faster. Soon it slowed a bit down. Hardrive turned it around. We flew backwards.
"I'm getting sick . . ." Erik moaned.
"Hold it!" The rest of us said.
We entered the atmosphere. Smoke flew up. I saw the landing point in the monitor.
I unbuckled myself. Walked out the door. People were standing on the ground. Mr. Larson and a few people were on the orange stairs.
Everyone was clapping.
"Good job!" Mr. Larson said, walking up to us, and shaking our hands. "And you must be the Detonators." Mr. Larson went over to the four foxes.
"Yes, sir. I must say, the Raiders were pretty brave, entering the Kagors' fortress, trying to rescue us," Kaio complemented.
"I thought we would be dead for sure," Max said.
"So did I," the other two foxes said.
"But, Mr. Larson, there's some bad news," Hardrive said over the loud clapping sound.
"Bad news? How can there be bad news in a joyous moment like this?"br "We'll tell you inside," Blaze said.
We all had taken our helmets off, and started walking to the elevator. We rode down, and walked by the crowds. We shook hands, took pictures, signed autographs, and soon walked in.
First, we changed. We all hated being in those hot suits. We all changed into the green NASA suits.
Mr. Larson led us into a conference room. There were many leather chairs, eleven open for the rest of the Raiders, the Detonators and I, and some were filled with reporters.
There were many camcorders and cameras.
"Now, what's the bad news?" Mr. Larson asked, sitting in the big chair.
Well, we self-destructed the Kagor's Fortress, and we lost our friend, Neo. He helped us out, for he knew the Kagor language. He was a prisoner. Neo knew the language, so he stayed with us, instead of going with the other prisoners. But when we were fighting Lord Kromazor, he attacked Neo at the end. Neo told us to go . . . So we did. And when the place blew up, he didn't come out . . . Neither did Lord Kromazor.
"But when we were eating, Lord Kromazor's voice popped up out of no where. I think he got a radio or something . . . Which meant, he was still alive," Hardrive explained.
There was a long pause. Mr. Larson stared at us.
"That can't mean any good," Mr. Larson said.
There was another pause.
"But anyway, you're back, the Detonators back, and that's all that counts," Mr. Larson said cheerfully. "Dismissed!"
The reporters and other people walked out. The rest of the Raiders, the Detonators, and I stayed with Mr. Larson.
"I really think this is something to deal with. Lord Kromazor can come back. He probably will," Blaze said.
"Oh, we'll worry about that when it does happen," Mr. Larson said.
Then Mr. Larson walked to a desk and pulled out seven frames. He gave one to the each of us. It was a certificate with our name on it, saying how brave we were.
"This is a little something for you," Mr. Larson said.
"Thanks," we all said.
"No, thank you," Mr. Larson smiled. "Now, you guys can go and get some sleep now."
Mr. Larson walked out of the room. We sat there, in silence, staring at each other.
The End
Author's Note:
Yeah, I know it sucked. I wrote it a long time ago and I feel that it's my best one. I guess I planned to write another one. *Shrugs* Maybe I will. R & R please, and no flames please, cause I know this fic sucks -.o;;
Mina
Three days later . . .
Zoom.
Bssh.
My eyes fluttered open. I rubbed my eyes and stepped out of the Egg. The others were coming.
I yawned.
"I guess we're close to Earth," Hardrive said. "Let's go see."
We all walked to the window and looked out. The Earth was there. It was so beautiful . . . It looked so peaceful . . . But that wasn't true. The place was hell, really.
It looked like a blueberry with little pieces of whipped cream on it.
"Well . . . Let's go to the controls." Blaze said.
The rest of us nodded. I sat in my seat. The Detonators were in the row behind me. I was in the second row. Blaze, Hardrive, and Halen sat in the first. Slash, Turv, Erik and I sat in the second.
Hardrive pushed some buttons. The shuttle went faster. Soon it slowed a bit down. Hardrive turned it around. We flew backwards.
"I'm getting sick . . ." Erik moaned.
"Hold it!" The rest of us said.
We entered the atmosphere. Smoke flew up. I saw the landing point in the monitor.
I unbuckled myself. Walked out the door. People were standing on the ground. Mr. Larson and a few people were on the orange stairs.
Everyone was clapping.
"Good job!" Mr. Larson said, walking up to us, and shaking our hands. "And you must be the Detonators." Mr. Larson went over to the four foxes.
"Yes, sir. I must say, the Raiders were pretty brave, entering the Kagors' fortress, trying to rescue us," Kaio complemented.
"I thought we would be dead for sure," Max said.
"So did I," the other two foxes said.
"But, Mr. Larson, there's some bad news," Hardrive said over the loud clapping sound.
"Bad news? How can there be bad news in a joyous moment like this?"br "We'll tell you inside," Blaze said.
We all had taken our helmets off, and started walking to the elevator. We rode down, and walked by the crowds. We shook hands, took pictures, signed autographs, and soon walked in.
First, we changed. We all hated being in those hot suits. We all changed into the green NASA suits.
Mr. Larson led us into a conference room. There were many leather chairs, eleven open for the rest of the Raiders, the Detonators and I, and some were filled with reporters.
There were many camcorders and cameras.
"Now, what's the bad news?" Mr. Larson asked, sitting in the big chair.
Well, we self-destructed the Kagor's Fortress, and we lost our friend, Neo. He helped us out, for he knew the Kagor language. He was a prisoner. Neo knew the language, so he stayed with us, instead of going with the other prisoners. But when we were fighting Lord Kromazor, he attacked Neo at the end. Neo told us to go . . . So we did. And when the place blew up, he didn't come out . . . Neither did Lord Kromazor.
"But when we were eating, Lord Kromazor's voice popped up out of no where. I think he got a radio or something . . . Which meant, he was still alive," Hardrive explained.
There was a long pause. Mr. Larson stared at us.
"That can't mean any good," Mr. Larson said.
There was another pause.
"But anyway, you're back, the Detonators back, and that's all that counts," Mr. Larson said cheerfully. "Dismissed!"
The reporters and other people walked out. The rest of the Raiders, the Detonators, and I stayed with Mr. Larson.
"I really think this is something to deal with. Lord Kromazor can come back. He probably will," Blaze said.
"Oh, we'll worry about that when it does happen," Mr. Larson said.
Then Mr. Larson walked to a desk and pulled out seven frames. He gave one to the each of us. It was a certificate with our name on it, saying how brave we were.
"This is a little something for you," Mr. Larson said.
"Thanks," we all said.
"No, thank you," Mr. Larson smiled. "Now, you guys can go and get some sleep now."
Mr. Larson walked out of the room. We sat there, in silence, staring at each other.
The End
Author's Note:
Yeah, I know it sucked. I wrote it a long time ago and I feel that it's my best one. I guess I planned to write another one. *Shrugs* Maybe I will. R & R please, and no flames please, cause I know this fic sucks -.o;;