************Veeerrrry sorry for the wait! Forgive me! Lol . Anyways, here
is a long chapter to make up.****************
Marco sighed, "It's a long story, Cassie, so, you should sit down."
Cassie did, for she knew it was going to be troubling. Then Marco began. ****************************************************************** MARCO
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. I was thrown to the back of the ship with the force of what seemed like a 2-ton cinder block.
I didn't know why he was thinking of jokes right then, but, I laughed in my mind. My voice didn't work right, so I thought to himself, "When I said break a leg, I didn't mean it," as a great shot of pain seared through my left leg.
I looked around me. It was too dusty to see anything but dark figures and computer consols I knew were behind me. I stood up, my leg torturing me with every effort. But then I fell backward, onto some kind of a lever. Suddenly, there was no... air...
JAKE
I didn't understand what was going on. There had been air, a crash, and now there isn't air? Huh? How did I know that? Who was I anyways ...
Light emerged from somewhere, but I didn't pay attention. I was too busy figuring out where the air was..
MARCO
I grabbed on to the lever. I didn't know what it did, but that didn't matter right now. The dust was clearing, very suddenly, very fast..like a vaccum was sucking it up.. so that's why there's no air, I though to myself, almost proud. I pulled open the air lock! I knew what I had to do.
I had started to swoon. There was no air, no oxygen! My brain wanted to panic, but I forced it to concentrate, use all my energy to push the lever.
As I was starting to get sucked too. Possibly one of the most difficult tasks I had set upon myself.
JAKE
Suddenly, the dust was cleared, and I saw red dots in front of my eyes. I tried to gasp, but there was no air to do that, was there.. yes! The air was back! I gasped, and gasped, and finally was able to take a breath.
SANTORELLI
It was a hard time to figure out what was going on. After the air was restored, in which I was unconcious the most of it, we did a check on eachother. I had to morph, as my arm , and leg were both damaged beyond normal repair. Jeanne was fine; she had landed, ironically in a chair.
Tobias was still unconcious. Marco was dazed, but all right. Jake, as we later found out had lost his memory.
I guess you supposed I should show more emotion and depression by the issue, but I am sad to inform you that days in the milatary are like brainwashing emotions, so that when I battle, I do not break down.
JEANNE
We were okay? We were? How could Santorelli SAY that! We were supposed to be DEAD! And now here we are, with a disoriented captain, staring out the window, at the dying blade ship!
I sat there and wondered, about when my life flashed before my eyes. I was not unconcious for the whole crash. I had seen it all. The crash. I covered my mouth and forced myself not to cry.
The crash had been the worst time I had ever experienced. The hurling speed, the impact, Thrown against the chair. Sparks, everywhere. No air, then air again. My life had taken a turn to insanity. And yet I held on.
MARCO
We sat Jake down, then we finally remembered what the heck we were SUPPOSED to be doing. We immediately turned to the view screen, and saw the Blade ship, dying of suffocation from the hole we impacted.
More soon, but sorry, I have to cut it short. I'll make it into a new chapter. Coming soon! Please be patient, the school years coming!
PLEASE REVIEW!
Marco sighed, "It's a long story, Cassie, so, you should sit down."
Cassie did, for she knew it was going to be troubling. Then Marco began. ****************************************************************** MARCO
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. I was thrown to the back of the ship with the force of what seemed like a 2-ton cinder block.
I didn't know why he was thinking of jokes right then, but, I laughed in my mind. My voice didn't work right, so I thought to himself, "When I said break a leg, I didn't mean it," as a great shot of pain seared through my left leg.
I looked around me. It was too dusty to see anything but dark figures and computer consols I knew were behind me. I stood up, my leg torturing me with every effort. But then I fell backward, onto some kind of a lever. Suddenly, there was no... air...
JAKE
I didn't understand what was going on. There had been air, a crash, and now there isn't air? Huh? How did I know that? Who was I anyways ...
Light emerged from somewhere, but I didn't pay attention. I was too busy figuring out where the air was..
MARCO
I grabbed on to the lever. I didn't know what it did, but that didn't matter right now. The dust was clearing, very suddenly, very fast..like a vaccum was sucking it up.. so that's why there's no air, I though to myself, almost proud. I pulled open the air lock! I knew what I had to do.
I had started to swoon. There was no air, no oxygen! My brain wanted to panic, but I forced it to concentrate, use all my energy to push the lever.
As I was starting to get sucked too. Possibly one of the most difficult tasks I had set upon myself.
JAKE
Suddenly, the dust was cleared, and I saw red dots in front of my eyes. I tried to gasp, but there was no air to do that, was there.. yes! The air was back! I gasped, and gasped, and finally was able to take a breath.
SANTORELLI
It was a hard time to figure out what was going on. After the air was restored, in which I was unconcious the most of it, we did a check on eachother. I had to morph, as my arm , and leg were both damaged beyond normal repair. Jeanne was fine; she had landed, ironically in a chair.
Tobias was still unconcious. Marco was dazed, but all right. Jake, as we later found out had lost his memory.
I guess you supposed I should show more emotion and depression by the issue, but I am sad to inform you that days in the milatary are like brainwashing emotions, so that when I battle, I do not break down.
JEANNE
We were okay? We were? How could Santorelli SAY that! We were supposed to be DEAD! And now here we are, with a disoriented captain, staring out the window, at the dying blade ship!
I sat there and wondered, about when my life flashed before my eyes. I was not unconcious for the whole crash. I had seen it all. The crash. I covered my mouth and forced myself not to cry.
The crash had been the worst time I had ever experienced. The hurling speed, the impact, Thrown against the chair. Sparks, everywhere. No air, then air again. My life had taken a turn to insanity. And yet I held on.
MARCO
We sat Jake down, then we finally remembered what the heck we were SUPPOSED to be doing. We immediately turned to the view screen, and saw the Blade ship, dying of suffocation from the hole we impacted.
More soon, but sorry, I have to cut it short. I'll make it into a new chapter. Coming soon! Please be patient, the school years coming!
PLEASE REVIEW!