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|Reviewer's Area|
*To Ambrosia - Nice try, but no! Sorry, not Cassie. I think they'd agree a little TOO much. Anyway... uh, sweet dreams?
*To Lauren - Your answer you will find... somewhere in this chapter...
*To s - Thanks!
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Chapter Two
(Such an original chapter title)
I have more information for them. I shouldn't have told them. Really, I shouldn't have. It's suicide, this mission. Absolute suicide.
But I know they'll go.
I know he'll go.
So I'll go, even if I can't do anything.
~*~Flashback~*~
"Hey, Erek! Over here, man."
I turned to look at the boy running up to me.
"Hello, Jake." I replied, suddenly noticing a cluster of flies on his shoulder.
I looked around, before extending my hologram around us. The flies flew around a bit, then landing and demorphing. It was not a pretty sight.
"Remind me again why we had to use fly morphs." Marco asked, brushing himself off.
"Because you're supposed to be dead and Ax would attract just a slight amount of attention. And birds don't hang around here. Nothing to eat."
"Yeah, well, humans don't usually hang around here either, Big Jake."
Jake gave him a shut-up-now look. Marco simply gave him an idiot grin and turned to me.
"Ok, Erek, you did invite us to this party to end all parties for a reason, right?"
Rachel nodded. "Yep. He needs us to make confetti." They gave each other high fives.
"Okay, people, can we please get some type of order here?"
Marco blinked innocently up at him. "We do have order. The order of complete and total insanity."
I grinned. Or, at least, I would have had my hologram been around me and not all of us. "Jake's right, Marco. I have a big favour to ask of all of you."
That sobered them.
I sighed. "There's been an... accident down at the chemical plant. A Chee with the name of Andrea works there. There was a spill that altered her programming somehow. She's out of control, and become a killing machine. They're sending in a small army. And almost everyone in the army is a Controller."
Tobias looked at me. Let me get this straight. He said skeptically. We're supposed to break into a chemical plant filled with dangerous gases and liquids that could seriously affect us in ways morphing can't change, find a rampaging Chee that could take out two dozen Hork-Bajir and a bunch of humans with guns - I winced inwardly, the horrific images coming back to my mind, fresh as though I had just seen then. When they had released me from my pacifist programming, I had done exactly that. And it had been terrible. And stop her before an army loaded with Controllers shows up. Is that it?
I looked at them all guiltily.
Suicide mission...
"You don't have to go you know... We'd re-program her, but somehow she's been cut off from the Chee-net and all other ways of contacting her. There's nothing we can do." I said, but my face, even without my hologram, must have given it away. We all knew they had to go. But maybe...
"I should come with you!" I said suddenly. "I could block her hits while you try to get behind her and knock her out."
Marco smiled grimly. "Yep, that'll be good. We're gonna knock out an android capable of surviving machine-gun fire. Uh-uh. Ain't happening."
I paused. "Well, there is one way..."
"What?" Jake asked, suddenly interested.
I hesitated again. "Well, I'll... be getting in some serious trouble for telling you this, but... if you hit her hard enough right here..." I pointed to a spot just above and behind my temple. "You might succeed in knocking her out."
"Cool!" Marco reached out suddenly, and jabbed the afore mentioned spot with his index finger. A wave of weakness washed over me, but only for a second. I took Marco's wrist in my paw-like hand and gently moved it away.
"Yeah. Unless you're an android like me and you get hit there." I said, in answer to his exclaimation. "Marco, with your goril..." My mouth froze suddenly, and I was unable to go on.
They all looked at me, worried.
"Erek?" Cassie asked. "What's going on? Are you hurt?"
"No." I mumbled. "My programming."
"Oh."
Were you going to say that Marco's gorilla morph would be the best choice to touch this Chee's vulnerable spot? Ax inquired.
I tried to nod, but froze up again.
"I'll take that as a yes." Jake said, looking at me from the corner of his eye. "Where is this place?"
"Just two blocks down from the abandoned church you used to morph in." I told them, relieved to be able to speak again.
They nodded.
"And we don't have much time." I added. "The army's been... delayed by a few of the Chee that work in the army. They're just the janitors, but they can pass for staff if they need to."
"So how much time do we have?" Rachel asked, already on her way to eagle.
"About... half an hour."
"Half an hour!" Marco yelled. "And you didn't inform us of this before because...?!" He, too, was morphing as fast as possible.
"We just found out." I answered, trying not to sound hurt by his tone. But I guess I did.
Sorry, Erek. He said to me privately.
I nodded slighty, knowing his osprey eyes would catch the movement. "I don't know if, when I come, I'll be able to help you. I may only be able to watch. I don't know."
Jake turned his falcon head toward me. You shouldn't come anyway. You could malfunction too.
"Okay. Good thinking." Jake nodded at me, which was odd, seeing as he was a bird, before taking off to join the others in the sky.
I returned my hologram to it's regular form, watching them until they disappeared.
Then I followed at a speed no human could run.
I was not letting them get killed. Especially not...
Marco.
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Ha! I'm going to end it there, and you can wait till next chapter.
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO LAUREN!!! Or the second review, if she changed her name. She got it right, and she was the first person to guess! Nice guessing. And I didn't put this at the top because then everybody would have gone to the review section to find out who it was.
Anyways, Drama for the next chapter! Ooh, what happens? No, I don't know either, though I do have *some* idea.
Happy reading!
(Since I've revealed this, I'll put up a slash warning)
|Reviewer's Area|
*To Ambrosia - Nice try, but no! Sorry, not Cassie. I think they'd agree a little TOO much. Anyway... uh, sweet dreams?
*To Lauren - Your answer you will find... somewhere in this chapter...
*To s - Thanks!
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Chapter Two
(Such an original chapter title)
I have more information for them. I shouldn't have told them. Really, I shouldn't have. It's suicide, this mission. Absolute suicide.
But I know they'll go.
I know he'll go.
So I'll go, even if I can't do anything.
~*~Flashback~*~
"Hey, Erek! Over here, man."
I turned to look at the boy running up to me.
"Hello, Jake." I replied, suddenly noticing a cluster of flies on his shoulder.
I looked around, before extending my hologram around us. The flies flew around a bit, then landing and demorphing. It was not a pretty sight.
"Remind me again why we had to use fly morphs." Marco asked, brushing himself off.
"Because you're supposed to be dead and Ax would attract just a slight amount of attention. And birds don't hang around here. Nothing to eat."
"Yeah, well, humans don't usually hang around here either, Big Jake."
Jake gave him a shut-up-now look. Marco simply gave him an idiot grin and turned to me.
"Ok, Erek, you did invite us to this party to end all parties for a reason, right?"
Rachel nodded. "Yep. He needs us to make confetti." They gave each other high fives.
"Okay, people, can we please get some type of order here?"
Marco blinked innocently up at him. "We do have order. The order of complete and total insanity."
I grinned. Or, at least, I would have had my hologram been around me and not all of us. "Jake's right, Marco. I have a big favour to ask of all of you."
That sobered them.
I sighed. "There's been an... accident down at the chemical plant. A Chee with the name of Andrea works there. There was a spill that altered her programming somehow. She's out of control, and become a killing machine. They're sending in a small army. And almost everyone in the army is a Controller."
Tobias looked at me. Let me get this straight. He said skeptically. We're supposed to break into a chemical plant filled with dangerous gases and liquids that could seriously affect us in ways morphing can't change, find a rampaging Chee that could take out two dozen Hork-Bajir and a bunch of humans with guns - I winced inwardly, the horrific images coming back to my mind, fresh as though I had just seen then. When they had released me from my pacifist programming, I had done exactly that. And it had been terrible. And stop her before an army loaded with Controllers shows up. Is that it?
I looked at them all guiltily.
Suicide mission...
"You don't have to go you know... We'd re-program her, but somehow she's been cut off from the Chee-net and all other ways of contacting her. There's nothing we can do." I said, but my face, even without my hologram, must have given it away. We all knew they had to go. But maybe...
"I should come with you!" I said suddenly. "I could block her hits while you try to get behind her and knock her out."
Marco smiled grimly. "Yep, that'll be good. We're gonna knock out an android capable of surviving machine-gun fire. Uh-uh. Ain't happening."
I paused. "Well, there is one way..."
"What?" Jake asked, suddenly interested.
I hesitated again. "Well, I'll... be getting in some serious trouble for telling you this, but... if you hit her hard enough right here..." I pointed to a spot just above and behind my temple. "You might succeed in knocking her out."
"Cool!" Marco reached out suddenly, and jabbed the afore mentioned spot with his index finger. A wave of weakness washed over me, but only for a second. I took Marco's wrist in my paw-like hand and gently moved it away.
"Yeah. Unless you're an android like me and you get hit there." I said, in answer to his exclaimation. "Marco, with your goril..." My mouth froze suddenly, and I was unable to go on.
They all looked at me, worried.
"Erek?" Cassie asked. "What's going on? Are you hurt?"
"No." I mumbled. "My programming."
"Oh."
Were you going to say that Marco's gorilla morph would be the best choice to touch this Chee's vulnerable spot? Ax inquired.
I tried to nod, but froze up again.
"I'll take that as a yes." Jake said, looking at me from the corner of his eye. "Where is this place?"
"Just two blocks down from the abandoned church you used to morph in." I told them, relieved to be able to speak again.
They nodded.
"And we don't have much time." I added. "The army's been... delayed by a few of the Chee that work in the army. They're just the janitors, but they can pass for staff if they need to."
"So how much time do we have?" Rachel asked, already on her way to eagle.
"About... half an hour."
"Half an hour!" Marco yelled. "And you didn't inform us of this before because...?!" He, too, was morphing as fast as possible.
"We just found out." I answered, trying not to sound hurt by his tone. But I guess I did.
Sorry, Erek. He said to me privately.
I nodded slighty, knowing his osprey eyes would catch the movement. "I don't know if, when I come, I'll be able to help you. I may only be able to watch. I don't know."
Jake turned his falcon head toward me. You shouldn't come anyway. You could malfunction too.
"Okay. Good thinking." Jake nodded at me, which was odd, seeing as he was a bird, before taking off to join the others in the sky.
I returned my hologram to it's regular form, watching them until they disappeared.
Then I followed at a speed no human could run.
I was not letting them get killed. Especially not...
Marco.
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Ha! I'm going to end it there, and you can wait till next chapter.
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO LAUREN!!! Or the second review, if she changed her name. She got it right, and she was the first person to guess! Nice guessing. And I didn't put this at the top because then everybody would have gone to the review section to find out who it was.
Anyways, Drama for the next chapter! Ooh, what happens? No, I don't know either, though I do have *some* idea.
Happy reading!
(Since I've revealed this, I'll put up a slash warning)