We're back!
Isaac: ::in midnight blue "Do I have to write in these colors?"::
I dunno. Let's ask the reviewers. Does Isaac have to write in these
colors?
Isaac: ::in dark green "They're boring and dull"::
I'm sorry. We'll see what they say in the next chapter!
Chapter 7: Quite the Predicament
Picard opened his eyes.
He was lying on his back on something hard and rather poky.
Everything was dark, except for a thin stripe of light far, far above
him.
"Ow..." he sat up, and realized he had been lying on the hilt of
his sword. He looked around, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the
gloom.
"You're okay!" Sheba wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm so
happy!"
"What happened?" he asked groggily.
"Your little friend here used whirlwind at the last second."
Picard looked over. There was a small fire a little ways off,
Menardi was huddled in its glow, Isaac and Mia had their weapons pressed
to her throat.
Everything came back to Picard in a flash. The bridge, Menardi
lighting the ropes on fire, falling to certain doom.
"Wow, thanks Sheba," he grinned at her. "We would have been
goners if it weren't for you!"
"We're still going to be goners," Menardi shifted slightly, and
Isaac pressed his sword into her neck threateningly. "I mean, we're in a
deep, dark abyss. What are we supposed to do to get out of here? We
seem to be in quite a predicament."
"I dunno," Picard shrugged. "But we'll think of something!"
"I doubt it," Menardi laughed, a really high pitched and annoying
sound.
"Where's Torch?" Sheba looked around. "I can't find him
anywhere. I know Menardi hit him during the battle, but he should be
recovered by now!"
She burst into hopeless tears.
"Menardi!"
"Hey, did you guys hear that?" Mia looked up. The rest of them
did, too.
"MENARDI!" the voice came louder this time, it was Saturos. "Are
you down there?!"
"YEAH, I AM!" Menardi screamed so Saturos could hear her.
"I brought Alex!" Saturos yelled back. "He's going to teleport
down there and bring you back up!"
On cue, there was a flash of blue and white light, and Alex
appeared in their midst.
"Alex!" Mia glared at him. "You stupid traitor!"
"I'm sorry," he shrugged hopelessly. "C'mon, Menardi."
"Wait, Alex, this is your big chance to escape!" Sheba said
quickly. "You could teleport far away from here! You don't have to save
Menardi!"
"Hey, good idea!" Alex grinned. There was a flash of blue and
white light...
********
~*Somewhere Very Far Away*~
"Thanks, Alex," Picard said to the Mercury Adept. "You saved our
lives."
"We'd better get going, we have to take these cookies to Garet's
Kitchen in Kalay," Sheba swung the basket. Her and Picard left.
"Guess I'll just tag along with you guys," Alex looked hopefully
at Mia and Isaac.
"Sure, Alex!" Isaac agreed, then noticed that Mia was growling
and turning red. "If Mia agrees, of course."
********
~*In the bottom of the abyss*~
"MENARDI! ARE YOU OKAY?!" Saturos asked.
"This is going to be a long night..." Menardi muttered.
Yup! No cliff hanger here! Be happy!
Isaac: ::in black "I want to write in my happy, special, rainbow colored
marker"::
Well, how 'bout it, folks? Let's make this fic interactive for my muse.
Should he use dark, easy to read colors or bright vibrant colors that
make you go blind and give you a head ache but at least they're cool?
You decide, but only if you review!
Isaac: ::in midnight blue "Do I have to write in these colors?"::
I dunno. Let's ask the reviewers. Does Isaac have to write in these
colors?
Isaac: ::in dark green "They're boring and dull"::
I'm sorry. We'll see what they say in the next chapter!
Chapter 7: Quite the Predicament
Picard opened his eyes.
He was lying on his back on something hard and rather poky.
Everything was dark, except for a thin stripe of light far, far above
him.
"Ow..." he sat up, and realized he had been lying on the hilt of
his sword. He looked around, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the
gloom.
"You're okay!" Sheba wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm so
happy!"
"What happened?" he asked groggily.
"Your little friend here used whirlwind at the last second."
Picard looked over. There was a small fire a little ways off,
Menardi was huddled in its glow, Isaac and Mia had their weapons pressed
to her throat.
Everything came back to Picard in a flash. The bridge, Menardi
lighting the ropes on fire, falling to certain doom.
"Wow, thanks Sheba," he grinned at her. "We would have been
goners if it weren't for you!"
"We're still going to be goners," Menardi shifted slightly, and
Isaac pressed his sword into her neck threateningly. "I mean, we're in a
deep, dark abyss. What are we supposed to do to get out of here? We
seem to be in quite a predicament."
"I dunno," Picard shrugged. "But we'll think of something!"
"I doubt it," Menardi laughed, a really high pitched and annoying
sound.
"Where's Torch?" Sheba looked around. "I can't find him
anywhere. I know Menardi hit him during the battle, but he should be
recovered by now!"
She burst into hopeless tears.
"Menardi!"
"Hey, did you guys hear that?" Mia looked up. The rest of them
did, too.
"MENARDI!" the voice came louder this time, it was Saturos. "Are
you down there?!"
"YEAH, I AM!" Menardi screamed so Saturos could hear her.
"I brought Alex!" Saturos yelled back. "He's going to teleport
down there and bring you back up!"
On cue, there was a flash of blue and white light, and Alex
appeared in their midst.
"Alex!" Mia glared at him. "You stupid traitor!"
"I'm sorry," he shrugged hopelessly. "C'mon, Menardi."
"Wait, Alex, this is your big chance to escape!" Sheba said
quickly. "You could teleport far away from here! You don't have to save
Menardi!"
"Hey, good idea!" Alex grinned. There was a flash of blue and
white light...
********
~*Somewhere Very Far Away*~
"Thanks, Alex," Picard said to the Mercury Adept. "You saved our
lives."
"We'd better get going, we have to take these cookies to Garet's
Kitchen in Kalay," Sheba swung the basket. Her and Picard left.
"Guess I'll just tag along with you guys," Alex looked hopefully
at Mia and Isaac.
"Sure, Alex!" Isaac agreed, then noticed that Mia was growling
and turning red. "If Mia agrees, of course."
********
~*In the bottom of the abyss*~
"MENARDI! ARE YOU OKAY?!" Saturos asked.
"This is going to be a long night..." Menardi muttered.
Yup! No cliff hanger here! Be happy!
Isaac: ::in black "I want to write in my happy, special, rainbow colored
marker"::
Well, how 'bout it, folks? Let's make this fic interactive for my muse.
Should he use dark, easy to read colors or bright vibrant colors that
make you go blind and give you a head ache but at least they're cool?
You decide, but only if you review!