Sun and Moon
by InsaneSnakeJig
Authoresses notes - This is the first new chapter that wasn't already made before I posted it. Nothing more to say. 'Nuff said.
4.
It was the morning now, and Dr. Drakken and Pyrolite woke up. Drakken was uncomfy like always, having to fall asleep in a stupid chair for the night. And... he looked around. Where the heck was Pyrolite? Then she fell from the roof with a loud thud. "THE BRITISH ARE COMING!" She shouted before coming back into reality. Noticing that Drakken was staring at her like a retard, she smiled. "I fell asleep on the pipe up there!" Pyrolite pointed her index finger up at the pipe.
He didn't look up. "How the hell did you get up there?"
She looked around, confused. "I...don't...know..."
~ Middleton hospital ~
"All Kim has is a few deep scratches on her back, nothing too severe. All you, or she, needs to do is replace the bandages every week or so. If the cuts open again she needs to come back to hospital is all." A various doctor said to Mrs. Possible, who was with her family to visit. It was unexpected to get called and told that she was being sent to the hospital. She seemed too experienced on her missions to actually go to the hospital.
Ron was there before them, and together they all stood in the hospital room.
"Get off of me, you little dweebs!" Kim managed to shove her brothers off of the bed. Despite all her pain, they continued to try to see how bloody the bandage was. Finally, Mr. Possible held them back. "Jim, Tim! Your sister is in pain! Show some respect!" he shouted. Mr. Possible never shouted like that. They both shut up.
Kim explained to them how she got the cuts and that Pyrolite and Drakken got away.
Mr. Possible laughed. "What kind of idiot had to be stupid enough to be name herself Pyrolite?! That sort of sounds like Pyroduck in a way. But then again 'lite' and 'duck' don't sound to much alike..." he trailed off, ending up talking to himself with no one listening.
There was the familiar jingle of the Kimmunicator as Kim searched for it. Ron took it out from his cargo pants pockets. "I forgot I still had this."
She took at and saw Wade's face pop up on the screen. "Good, your okay! Anyway... one last helicoptor is being sent to check the area for Dr. Drakken and Pyrolite. I'll give you the info once I'm sent it. Bye, Kim!" he said and turned off his cam thing that he uses to see her face. Kim also put the Kimmunicator down. "I'm going with them." she simply stated, and the Possible family obviously had something against that.
"No! You were already hurt last time, being injured won't help you!" Mrs. Possible protested.
~Back in New Zealand~
Pyrolite was roaming the lair, thinking of her clan.
She knew Drakken was not going to stay. Anyway, for some twisted reason if he did, she would kill herself. He was an idiot. Cosmos would get very angered of him and that stupid bratty attitude for someone his age. Sleeping on the pipe was fun. Does Drakken even know what fun is? If so... he is afraid of it or something if it isn't world domination. Then she stopped, looking up at the ceiling. She heard a familiar hum.
Those helicoptors! Pyrolite immediatly whirled around to only hit Dr. Drakken. They both fell with Pyrolite untop of him. "THE HELLOPOPPERS!" she said.
"You mean helicoptors? Get off of me!" he asked, and then shoved Pyrolite off, who remained on the ground looking at the ceiling, trying to pinpoint the direction they were coming from. She looked to the east and nodded. "They're to the east!"
Outside, the helicoptor landed and some soldiers/cops (whatever you wanna call them. I don't think police would do that. Maybe the military since Drakken is 'dangerous.' So they'll be called SOLDIERS AND YOU ARE GONNA LIKE IT!) jumped out, and started walking to the entrance. Pyrolite felt them enter and she started running deeper into the lair. Drakken followed her and finally met her speed. "Where are you going?" he ask, more sounding like a demand than question.
Pyrolite was surprised he could run as fast as she could. She smiled. 'It's the were-ism...' she thought and answered, "You make a big deal out of walking the whole way back! You're evil, right? So hijack the helicopter and I'll give you directions back to my clan!" Pyrolite said, flashing another one of those Oh-yeah-I-finally-sound-smarter-then-you smiles. Drakken blinked. "Right! But how'd you know there was another way out then how you came in?"
Pyrolite picked up her speed, leaving him behind a little bit. "The air doesn't smell too metallic this way!"
Then a soldier walked out from a door. She growled and suddenly turned aggresive again. She jumped up and knocked him flat on his back, and raised a hand. From up ahead, Drakken heard a gurgling noise and stopped. "What'd you just do?' he asked, not wanting to turn around to see blood all over the place. Pyrolite met up with him. "Nothing..." she said, looking down.
"Okay..." Drakken just said and continued on his way with Pyrolite. He was growing used to running all the time... but she killed someone?! She's only around sixteen from my guess and is too stupid and ...happy... to kill someone, he thought, catching a glimpse of red on her right-hand nails. They can came to a large doorway. Knowing what to do, Drakken pressed a button on the side of the wall that opened it and they walked into FREEDOM!
Actually, it was where a large group of soldiers were checking the area.
It took the soldiers a few seconds to recognize them, and then one said, "You are under arrest!"
What was unexpected for the soldier was, is that Pyrolite 'roared' (which made most of them laugh) and lunged at him growling. She kicked at him and then brought out her sword, using it to knock the machine gun out of his hands. Small shards of diamond broke loose from the blade when it made contact with the gun. She put it back, finding it more usefull to use claws and turned to see about half of the soldiers cornering Drakken.
She jumped over and clawed a soldier at the stomach, working her arm up as her claws ran over more and more soldiers. The seven remaining pulled out their guns and aimed at Pyrolite. But she heard them and whirled around, holding her sling and stones. She shoved a large handful onto the sling and let it loose, pummeling them with the stones. They hurt very badly, and even killed a soldier when one hit him right in-between the eyes. The last six stared at her, and she stared back.
For some odd reason, they backed off.
"Come on!" she said, grabbing Drakken by the arm and started pulling.
They eventually saw the helicoptor. It was built for carrying objects or ammo used in the military so it was large. They both saw it was empty, except for the pilot. They slowly crept up, Pyrolite eyeing the propellers nervously and then she attacked. Pyrolite kicked the pilot out of the helicopter as Drakken tried to make sense out of the buttons. "Yeah, I think I got it..." he said and grabbed the control-stick thing. "Can't be too much different from a video game."
When he pulled backwards his way, the helicopter jerked and rose up quickly. Pyrolite nervously clung to her chair, taking a good look around. Since it was day, finding her clan would be easier. And then the helicopter jerked again, and she jumped. "It's... THAT WAY!" She announced triumphantly, whacking Drakken in the head as she pointed. "Will you stop?" he mumbled, flying in that direction grudgingly. Pyrolite smiled, once again in a happy mood. "Oh, be quiet you llama-infested mushroom!" she said, grinning and then stopped, blinking. "Did I just say llama-infested mushroom?"
Dr. Drakken tried to smile. "Yup..." he growled, getting obviously sick of her.
Pyrolite stared at Drakken. He looked pitiful and tired.
"Do you want me to attempt to fly it?" she asked and he glared at her.
"Oh yeah, what better way then to commit suicide?" he spat and turned away from her. It was now night, and Pyrolite was used to the constant jerks and being up so high. She liked it in a way, like she was flying. Then her sharp eyes caught something slightly behind. Pyrolite leaned dangerously out of the helicoptor to see four shadows running quickly in a V-line, being able to slightly keep the helicopter into veiw. She felt someone tug her back inside the cockpit, and turned to see Drakken. "You know I was just kidding about the suicide joke, right?"
She growled. "I'm not stupid. I thought I saw something is all."
Turning back to where she was heading, she saw the familiar mountain of her clan. "There it is!" she pointed, hitting Drakken in the head purposly. He shot her a dirty look but she smiled. "What?"
Landing wasn't fun. Drakken didn't know how the heck to, and to make it worse, Pyrolite "helped."
"No, no, no! This button!" she said, jabbing the button with her finger. The propellers slowed, then all-together stopped and they fell down about five meters. Both of them hit their heads on the dashboard thing. "Thanks alot for your help, Pyrolite." Drakken said sarcastically. "Much love, Drakken. Much love." she replied and they together hopped out. Since they were at the base of the mountain (with no space to land actually on the mountain) there was still the long climb.
"We still have to climb that?! Well I am tired and starving and I REFUSE to climb it!" Dr. Drakken pouted, folding his arms across his chest. Pyrolite smiled and took out the sling and stones. "Want me to find a bird and shoot it?" she grinned.
Drakken gave her a scary look. "You shoot birds down with rocks and eat them?"
Pyrolite nodded with her tongue sticking out. "Yupperly doodles!'
He coughed. "You... go ahead and do that."
Pyrolite shrugged and walked off into the woods, thinking he was serious. Drakken shuddered at the thought of her running back with a dead bird shouting like a hilbilly, "Lookit what oi shawt down! Had to whack it against a rawk couple of tawmes, but eat it while it's fresh!"
That was scary. He sat down with his back to a rock, and closed his eyes. So bored and tired. All of this just to meet a couple of animal worshipping people. But they could fight good.
He smiled and started to mentally come up with his plan to conquer the world. Too deep in thought, he didn't notice a shadow slowly make it's way over.
In the woods, Pyrolite had her sling out.
She had never actually shot a bird with stones, but figured that since they came this far, she might as well be nice to Dr. Drakken. Exhaling, she sat down on a rock. It was getting only a little cold, but she didn't mind. This was sort of new. She never actually fought alot of people just to help out a shifter. The only other time is when a member of another clan saw and attacked her when she was taking a walk around. It felt weird killing someone. She stretched herself out on the rock, looking up at the sky. So many things happened in only two days, counting tonight.
A bird stopped chirping and the heard the sound of a whisper met her ears. She sat up, looking around her. Then she remembered Dr. Drakken. There was no way he could fight for himself!
Pyrolite got up and ran as fast as she could, forgetting the sling and stones on the rock. The sound of more voices filled her ears and stopped quickly. Jumping into the opening to where they landed the helicopter, she saw a clawed hand reaching out from the shadows to Dr. Drakken, who was asleep.
"Dr. D!" she shouted, and he opened his eyes.
The hand retracted, and he looked over to where it had previously been. "What?" he asked like nothing had happened. Pyrolite ran over with her sword and prodded the shadows. "I think we're being hunted." she growled. Dr. Drakken gave her the you're-an-idiot look. "What do you mean?"
They ended up sleeping in the cockpit of the helicopter, both very tired. The propellers were lowly turned on, only low enough to make a swishing noise to hopefully scare off what had been by them only ten minutes ago. In the night, Drakken woke up, thanks to Pyrolite snoring.
He poked her face to make her shut up, but instead her mouth clamped down in his finger, her jaws tightening. "Oh...god..." he muttered, trying not to scream.
Then he used his other hand to flick her, but then she grabbed him firmly and tugged, rolling unto her side. Being dragged over the cockpit didn't feel too good.
He kneed her, but not too hard. "Wake up you idiot!" he said, louder.
In the new position, his arms were criss-crossed. Pyrolite mumbled something about insane cupcakes and rolled over even farther, grinning with his finger still inbetween her teeth.
TBC
Authoresses notes - My poor hand hurts. The dream thing got me a little inspired from a little somthing I had. *blushes* When I first moved to my new house, my sister and I had to sleep in my room with a sleeping bag since hers was full of both of our boxes. In my dream my cat, Patches, had a sweater on and I was trying to rip it off cause I didn't like it, and in the morning my sister told me in my sleep I tried to take off her shirt. I would tell you my door sleep-walking incident, but that's too humiliating.... hee hee!
by InsaneSnakeJig
Authoresses notes - This is the first new chapter that wasn't already made before I posted it. Nothing more to say. 'Nuff said.
4.
It was the morning now, and Dr. Drakken and Pyrolite woke up. Drakken was uncomfy like always, having to fall asleep in a stupid chair for the night. And... he looked around. Where the heck was Pyrolite? Then she fell from the roof with a loud thud. "THE BRITISH ARE COMING!" She shouted before coming back into reality. Noticing that Drakken was staring at her like a retard, she smiled. "I fell asleep on the pipe up there!" Pyrolite pointed her index finger up at the pipe.
He didn't look up. "How the hell did you get up there?"
She looked around, confused. "I...don't...know..."
~ Middleton hospital ~
"All Kim has is a few deep scratches on her back, nothing too severe. All you, or she, needs to do is replace the bandages every week or so. If the cuts open again she needs to come back to hospital is all." A various doctor said to Mrs. Possible, who was with her family to visit. It was unexpected to get called and told that she was being sent to the hospital. She seemed too experienced on her missions to actually go to the hospital.
Ron was there before them, and together they all stood in the hospital room.
"Get off of me, you little dweebs!" Kim managed to shove her brothers off of the bed. Despite all her pain, they continued to try to see how bloody the bandage was. Finally, Mr. Possible held them back. "Jim, Tim! Your sister is in pain! Show some respect!" he shouted. Mr. Possible never shouted like that. They both shut up.
Kim explained to them how she got the cuts and that Pyrolite and Drakken got away.
Mr. Possible laughed. "What kind of idiot had to be stupid enough to be name herself Pyrolite?! That sort of sounds like Pyroduck in a way. But then again 'lite' and 'duck' don't sound to much alike..." he trailed off, ending up talking to himself with no one listening.
There was the familiar jingle of the Kimmunicator as Kim searched for it. Ron took it out from his cargo pants pockets. "I forgot I still had this."
She took at and saw Wade's face pop up on the screen. "Good, your okay! Anyway... one last helicoptor is being sent to check the area for Dr. Drakken and Pyrolite. I'll give you the info once I'm sent it. Bye, Kim!" he said and turned off his cam thing that he uses to see her face. Kim also put the Kimmunicator down. "I'm going with them." she simply stated, and the Possible family obviously had something against that.
"No! You were already hurt last time, being injured won't help you!" Mrs. Possible protested.
~Back in New Zealand~
Pyrolite was roaming the lair, thinking of her clan.
She knew Drakken was not going to stay. Anyway, for some twisted reason if he did, she would kill herself. He was an idiot. Cosmos would get very angered of him and that stupid bratty attitude for someone his age. Sleeping on the pipe was fun. Does Drakken even know what fun is? If so... he is afraid of it or something if it isn't world domination. Then she stopped, looking up at the ceiling. She heard a familiar hum.
Those helicoptors! Pyrolite immediatly whirled around to only hit Dr. Drakken. They both fell with Pyrolite untop of him. "THE HELLOPOPPERS!" she said.
"You mean helicoptors? Get off of me!" he asked, and then shoved Pyrolite off, who remained on the ground looking at the ceiling, trying to pinpoint the direction they were coming from. She looked to the east and nodded. "They're to the east!"
Outside, the helicoptor landed and some soldiers/cops (whatever you wanna call them. I don't think police would do that. Maybe the military since Drakken is 'dangerous.' So they'll be called SOLDIERS AND YOU ARE GONNA LIKE IT!) jumped out, and started walking to the entrance. Pyrolite felt them enter and she started running deeper into the lair. Drakken followed her and finally met her speed. "Where are you going?" he ask, more sounding like a demand than question.
Pyrolite was surprised he could run as fast as she could. She smiled. 'It's the were-ism...' she thought and answered, "You make a big deal out of walking the whole way back! You're evil, right? So hijack the helicopter and I'll give you directions back to my clan!" Pyrolite said, flashing another one of those Oh-yeah-I-finally-sound-smarter-then-you smiles. Drakken blinked. "Right! But how'd you know there was another way out then how you came in?"
Pyrolite picked up her speed, leaving him behind a little bit. "The air doesn't smell too metallic this way!"
Then a soldier walked out from a door. She growled and suddenly turned aggresive again. She jumped up and knocked him flat on his back, and raised a hand. From up ahead, Drakken heard a gurgling noise and stopped. "What'd you just do?' he asked, not wanting to turn around to see blood all over the place. Pyrolite met up with him. "Nothing..." she said, looking down.
"Okay..." Drakken just said and continued on his way with Pyrolite. He was growing used to running all the time... but she killed someone?! She's only around sixteen from my guess and is too stupid and ...happy... to kill someone, he thought, catching a glimpse of red on her right-hand nails. They can came to a large doorway. Knowing what to do, Drakken pressed a button on the side of the wall that opened it and they walked into FREEDOM!
Actually, it was where a large group of soldiers were checking the area.
It took the soldiers a few seconds to recognize them, and then one said, "You are under arrest!"
What was unexpected for the soldier was, is that Pyrolite 'roared' (which made most of them laugh) and lunged at him growling. She kicked at him and then brought out her sword, using it to knock the machine gun out of his hands. Small shards of diamond broke loose from the blade when it made contact with the gun. She put it back, finding it more usefull to use claws and turned to see about half of the soldiers cornering Drakken.
She jumped over and clawed a soldier at the stomach, working her arm up as her claws ran over more and more soldiers. The seven remaining pulled out their guns and aimed at Pyrolite. But she heard them and whirled around, holding her sling and stones. She shoved a large handful onto the sling and let it loose, pummeling them with the stones. They hurt very badly, and even killed a soldier when one hit him right in-between the eyes. The last six stared at her, and she stared back.
For some odd reason, they backed off.
"Come on!" she said, grabbing Drakken by the arm and started pulling.
They eventually saw the helicoptor. It was built for carrying objects or ammo used in the military so it was large. They both saw it was empty, except for the pilot. They slowly crept up, Pyrolite eyeing the propellers nervously and then she attacked. Pyrolite kicked the pilot out of the helicopter as Drakken tried to make sense out of the buttons. "Yeah, I think I got it..." he said and grabbed the control-stick thing. "Can't be too much different from a video game."
When he pulled backwards his way, the helicopter jerked and rose up quickly. Pyrolite nervously clung to her chair, taking a good look around. Since it was day, finding her clan would be easier. And then the helicopter jerked again, and she jumped. "It's... THAT WAY!" She announced triumphantly, whacking Drakken in the head as she pointed. "Will you stop?" he mumbled, flying in that direction grudgingly. Pyrolite smiled, once again in a happy mood. "Oh, be quiet you llama-infested mushroom!" she said, grinning and then stopped, blinking. "Did I just say llama-infested mushroom?"
Dr. Drakken tried to smile. "Yup..." he growled, getting obviously sick of her.
Pyrolite stared at Drakken. He looked pitiful and tired.
"Do you want me to attempt to fly it?" she asked and he glared at her.
"Oh yeah, what better way then to commit suicide?" he spat and turned away from her. It was now night, and Pyrolite was used to the constant jerks and being up so high. She liked it in a way, like she was flying. Then her sharp eyes caught something slightly behind. Pyrolite leaned dangerously out of the helicoptor to see four shadows running quickly in a V-line, being able to slightly keep the helicopter into veiw. She felt someone tug her back inside the cockpit, and turned to see Drakken. "You know I was just kidding about the suicide joke, right?"
She growled. "I'm not stupid. I thought I saw something is all."
Turning back to where she was heading, she saw the familiar mountain of her clan. "There it is!" she pointed, hitting Drakken in the head purposly. He shot her a dirty look but she smiled. "What?"
Landing wasn't fun. Drakken didn't know how the heck to, and to make it worse, Pyrolite "helped."
"No, no, no! This button!" she said, jabbing the button with her finger. The propellers slowed, then all-together stopped and they fell down about five meters. Both of them hit their heads on the dashboard thing. "Thanks alot for your help, Pyrolite." Drakken said sarcastically. "Much love, Drakken. Much love." she replied and they together hopped out. Since they were at the base of the mountain (with no space to land actually on the mountain) there was still the long climb.
"We still have to climb that?! Well I am tired and starving and I REFUSE to climb it!" Dr. Drakken pouted, folding his arms across his chest. Pyrolite smiled and took out the sling and stones. "Want me to find a bird and shoot it?" she grinned.
Drakken gave her a scary look. "You shoot birds down with rocks and eat them?"
Pyrolite nodded with her tongue sticking out. "Yupperly doodles!'
He coughed. "You... go ahead and do that."
Pyrolite shrugged and walked off into the woods, thinking he was serious. Drakken shuddered at the thought of her running back with a dead bird shouting like a hilbilly, "Lookit what oi shawt down! Had to whack it against a rawk couple of tawmes, but eat it while it's fresh!"
That was scary. He sat down with his back to a rock, and closed his eyes. So bored and tired. All of this just to meet a couple of animal worshipping people. But they could fight good.
He smiled and started to mentally come up with his plan to conquer the world. Too deep in thought, he didn't notice a shadow slowly make it's way over.
In the woods, Pyrolite had her sling out.
She had never actually shot a bird with stones, but figured that since they came this far, she might as well be nice to Dr. Drakken. Exhaling, she sat down on a rock. It was getting only a little cold, but she didn't mind. This was sort of new. She never actually fought alot of people just to help out a shifter. The only other time is when a member of another clan saw and attacked her when she was taking a walk around. It felt weird killing someone. She stretched herself out on the rock, looking up at the sky. So many things happened in only two days, counting tonight.
A bird stopped chirping and the heard the sound of a whisper met her ears. She sat up, looking around her. Then she remembered Dr. Drakken. There was no way he could fight for himself!
Pyrolite got up and ran as fast as she could, forgetting the sling and stones on the rock. The sound of more voices filled her ears and stopped quickly. Jumping into the opening to where they landed the helicopter, she saw a clawed hand reaching out from the shadows to Dr. Drakken, who was asleep.
"Dr. D!" she shouted, and he opened his eyes.
The hand retracted, and he looked over to where it had previously been. "What?" he asked like nothing had happened. Pyrolite ran over with her sword and prodded the shadows. "I think we're being hunted." she growled. Dr. Drakken gave her the you're-an-idiot look. "What do you mean?"
They ended up sleeping in the cockpit of the helicopter, both very tired. The propellers were lowly turned on, only low enough to make a swishing noise to hopefully scare off what had been by them only ten minutes ago. In the night, Drakken woke up, thanks to Pyrolite snoring.
He poked her face to make her shut up, but instead her mouth clamped down in his finger, her jaws tightening. "Oh...god..." he muttered, trying not to scream.
Then he used his other hand to flick her, but then she grabbed him firmly and tugged, rolling unto her side. Being dragged over the cockpit didn't feel too good.
He kneed her, but not too hard. "Wake up you idiot!" he said, louder.
In the new position, his arms were criss-crossed. Pyrolite mumbled something about insane cupcakes and rolled over even farther, grinning with his finger still inbetween her teeth.
TBC
Authoresses notes - My poor hand hurts. The dream thing got me a little inspired from a little somthing I had. *blushes* When I first moved to my new house, my sister and I had to sleep in my room with a sleeping bag since hers was full of both of our boxes. In my dream my cat, Patches, had a sweater on and I was trying to rip it off cause I didn't like it, and in the morning my sister told me in my sleep I tried to take off her shirt. I would tell you my door sleep-walking incident, but that's too humiliating.... hee hee!