Again I do not own any of the Ender's Game characters, and sadly never
will, though I am planning on adopting one of Bean and Petra's children
when/ if they both die. All new flames will be used to light sticks of
dynamite and be drooped from fighter jets onto Sadam Husains Remaining
Palaces. To all the reveres that told me to read the Speaker for the Dead ,
Xenocide and Children of the mind, I read them before and found them so
mind numbingly boring that I had to write something that had Ender doing
stuff besides talking to Jane, being a speaker for the dead, and cutting
open pigges. In fact I have read all of the books containing anything to
do with Ender or Bean, personally I found that the bean branch of the Ender
saga much more exciting in every way since and form. Thanks to all my
reveres, even those who told me to read the other books, I'm glade that you
read this and hopefully liked it. Now even if I don't get five more revues
I'm going to write more just out of spite of those who read it, didn't
revue, and did not like it. I am being very bichy because my friend kicked
me off her wonderfully high-tech laptop and forced me to write on my piece
of crap laptop that takes five minutes to save a document that is one page
long.
Ender woke up the next morning with a dull pain in his head, He was exhausted. He turned over on his big bed, and fell flat on the floor. He cursed loudly and stayed face down on the floor for a few seconds, then deciding he should get his morning routine done he proceeded to do one hand push ups. He did 20. Not bad seeing as he was still getting used to the Gravity. He walled over to the pull up bar he that had been placed in his room. He did 17 pull up. Sweating he walked into his bathroom, still marveling at the fact that he had his own bathroom, and took a quick shower. After getting dressed hew walked to his bedside table and jabbed the intercom.
"Hello Mr. Wiggen" Said the Lady who he was told was his secretary but had never meet.
"Hello." He said.
"Sleep well sir.?" She asked. He cursed to him self, wondering when people would stop trying to be his mother. He had had a mother but didn't need one any more.
"Yes." He said scowling, but keeping his voice normal.
"Good sir." Said the Lady, some how syncing the loathing in Ender's voice.
"Any messages?" He asked.
"One sir," She said, apparently ruffling papers on her desk to find the right one, "From Star Way Command. They wanted you to call them."
"Oh really?" He said, "How's the war going?" He asked, referring to the fourth world war that was taking place on earth.
"The Chinese just took out Hegiemon head courtiers."
"Any one killed?" Said Enter hoping Peter had been in the building when it was attacked.
"No sir, they were warned prier to the attack and the building was evacuated.
Damn it, he thought, then said to the lady "Well you have them send my laptop to the dinning room so I can handle things during breakfast?" He asked Slipping on a shoe with some difficulty.
"Yes sir."
"Is Valentine up yet?" He asked causally.
"Yes sir." Came the automatic replay.
Every morning it was the same, wake up tried and with a head ache, fall out of bed, do exercises, take a shower, get dressed, talk to the lady while putting on his shoes and asked to bring the lad top to the dinning room, asked if Valentine was up. And every morning the Lady answered with the same dull boarding 'Yes sir." 's.
"That well be all." He said Sighing.
He pushed off the intercom and opened his bedroom door. He walked down the wood halls, his feet echoing early down the empty halls. He knew he was crazy but he missed the bright patterned lights of battle school that lit up to show him the way. Even though Ender loathed the battle school immensely because of what it had done to him in some ways he felt a part of him was missing.
He took a left and opened the double doors into the breakfast room. It was a magnifies room, all bathed in gold, marble and sliver, nothing like the battle school at all but wonderful. Sitting at the table were four people. Two of them were his advisers, the third his friend, and the fourth his sister. Ender plastered on a fake smile and kissed the top of his sister's head. "Good Morning Val." Ender Walked down to the other side of the table farthest away from every one. He sat down in the Grown up size chair and swung his legs back and forth with out them hitting the floor.
Ender tried to push the chair forward while he was in it. When it didn't work he made a great show of having to stand up and push his chair forward to the table. Vale smiled and shook her head while she took a bite of bacon.
Ender Sat Down and swung his legs silently under the table, still marveling at the fact that this was actualy fun. His laptop was on the table next to his plate of toast and bacon. He opened up the lab top and started to read the e-mail that otamaticly popped up on screen.
TO: Andrew_Wiggen456@ Loch%house.com
From: Colonial_FatAss_Graff@FatPigsRus.com
Subject: Help
Bio: Wiggen You have no doubt heard about the war on earth and how badly it is going for us. Currently we have had to rescue your old Jeesh once in the last war, now they are all together and safe, but there is one person missing.You. Ender you and a Military genus even Bean admits that, in that one aspect, you are better than he is. We need you on earth If you say yes I well sent you the details latter.
From Colonial Graff
PS Petra and Bean want to name the first baby Ender, I think it's a bad idea.
Ender almost choked on the orange juice he was drinking. Valentine looked up from the paper she was reading "What?" She asked sharply.
"Nothing." said Ender, still trying to comprehend what he had just read. Graff needed him? After almost two years of nothing from the Stare Way Command now this? And what was that about Bean and Petra and a baby? There had to be some hidden message. Ender rubbed his head confused. He was so concentrated on what he was reading that he didn't hear Vale get up and stand behind him.
"I'm not going with you." She said reading the letter over Ender's shoulder.
"What?!" Ender asked.
"To Earth, I'm going with you." She repeated.
"Who says I'm going." Ender asked.
"Come on Ender, I know you want to go." She said putting he hands on her hips.
"Even if I wanted to, there's no way I could get there in time for the war." Ender Said Leaning back in his chair and serving his sister.
"Well they obviously think so." She said.
Ender decided to ignore this last remark. "What do you think the end means, is it a code do you think?" Ender asked pointing to
Bean and Petra want to name the first baby after you, I think it's a bad idea.
"Could be, it could also mean exactly what it says, Bean and Petra are having kids." "This is Bean we're talking about Vale." Ender muttered.
"I'm not stupid pin-prick." Vale said flicking Ender in the ear. It hurt, not much but a enough for him to want to rub his head. He didn't move his hands from the key board. "You got more mail." Vale said.
Ender pushed his fingers up the mouse pad thingy, and the little arrow moved with up onto the next email button. He dobble clicked.
Ender woke up the next morning with a dull pain in his head, He was exhausted. He turned over on his big bed, and fell flat on the floor. He cursed loudly and stayed face down on the floor for a few seconds, then deciding he should get his morning routine done he proceeded to do one hand push ups. He did 20. Not bad seeing as he was still getting used to the Gravity. He walled over to the pull up bar he that had been placed in his room. He did 17 pull up. Sweating he walked into his bathroom, still marveling at the fact that he had his own bathroom, and took a quick shower. After getting dressed hew walked to his bedside table and jabbed the intercom.
"Hello Mr. Wiggen" Said the Lady who he was told was his secretary but had never meet.
"Hello." He said.
"Sleep well sir.?" She asked. He cursed to him self, wondering when people would stop trying to be his mother. He had had a mother but didn't need one any more.
"Yes." He said scowling, but keeping his voice normal.
"Good sir." Said the Lady, some how syncing the loathing in Ender's voice.
"Any messages?" He asked.
"One sir," She said, apparently ruffling papers on her desk to find the right one, "From Star Way Command. They wanted you to call them."
"Oh really?" He said, "How's the war going?" He asked, referring to the fourth world war that was taking place on earth.
"The Chinese just took out Hegiemon head courtiers."
"Any one killed?" Said Enter hoping Peter had been in the building when it was attacked.
"No sir, they were warned prier to the attack and the building was evacuated.
Damn it, he thought, then said to the lady "Well you have them send my laptop to the dinning room so I can handle things during breakfast?" He asked Slipping on a shoe with some difficulty.
"Yes sir."
"Is Valentine up yet?" He asked causally.
"Yes sir." Came the automatic replay.
Every morning it was the same, wake up tried and with a head ache, fall out of bed, do exercises, take a shower, get dressed, talk to the lady while putting on his shoes and asked to bring the lad top to the dinning room, asked if Valentine was up. And every morning the Lady answered with the same dull boarding 'Yes sir." 's.
"That well be all." He said Sighing.
He pushed off the intercom and opened his bedroom door. He walked down the wood halls, his feet echoing early down the empty halls. He knew he was crazy but he missed the bright patterned lights of battle school that lit up to show him the way. Even though Ender loathed the battle school immensely because of what it had done to him in some ways he felt a part of him was missing.
He took a left and opened the double doors into the breakfast room. It was a magnifies room, all bathed in gold, marble and sliver, nothing like the battle school at all but wonderful. Sitting at the table were four people. Two of them were his advisers, the third his friend, and the fourth his sister. Ender plastered on a fake smile and kissed the top of his sister's head. "Good Morning Val." Ender Walked down to the other side of the table farthest away from every one. He sat down in the Grown up size chair and swung his legs back and forth with out them hitting the floor.
Ender tried to push the chair forward while he was in it. When it didn't work he made a great show of having to stand up and push his chair forward to the table. Vale smiled and shook her head while she took a bite of bacon.
Ender Sat Down and swung his legs silently under the table, still marveling at the fact that this was actualy fun. His laptop was on the table next to his plate of toast and bacon. He opened up the lab top and started to read the e-mail that otamaticly popped up on screen.
TO: Andrew_Wiggen456@ Loch%house.com
From: Colonial_FatAss_Graff@FatPigsRus.com
Subject: Help
Bio: Wiggen You have no doubt heard about the war on earth and how badly it is going for us. Currently we have had to rescue your old Jeesh once in the last war, now they are all together and safe, but there is one person missing.You. Ender you and a Military genus even Bean admits that, in that one aspect, you are better than he is. We need you on earth If you say yes I well sent you the details latter.
From Colonial Graff
PS Petra and Bean want to name the first baby Ender, I think it's a bad idea.
Ender almost choked on the orange juice he was drinking. Valentine looked up from the paper she was reading "What?" She asked sharply.
"Nothing." said Ender, still trying to comprehend what he had just read. Graff needed him? After almost two years of nothing from the Stare Way Command now this? And what was that about Bean and Petra and a baby? There had to be some hidden message. Ender rubbed his head confused. He was so concentrated on what he was reading that he didn't hear Vale get up and stand behind him.
"I'm not going with you." She said reading the letter over Ender's shoulder.
"What?!" Ender asked.
"To Earth, I'm going with you." She repeated.
"Who says I'm going." Ender asked.
"Come on Ender, I know you want to go." She said putting he hands on her hips.
"Even if I wanted to, there's no way I could get there in time for the war." Ender Said Leaning back in his chair and serving his sister.
"Well they obviously think so." She said.
Ender decided to ignore this last remark. "What do you think the end means, is it a code do you think?" Ender asked pointing to
Bean and Petra want to name the first baby after you, I think it's a bad idea.
"Could be, it could also mean exactly what it says, Bean and Petra are having kids." "This is Bean we're talking about Vale." Ender muttered.
"I'm not stupid pin-prick." Vale said flicking Ender in the ear. It hurt, not much but a enough for him to want to rub his head. He didn't move his hands from the key board. "You got more mail." Vale said.
Ender pushed his fingers up the mouse pad thingy, and the little arrow moved with up onto the next email button. He dobble clicked.