Shape Shifters

Gothic: Thanks and praise to all who reviewed!! It means a lot to me. This chappie is where things get a bit exciting, and you get to discover Alex's little secret!!! Plz keep R&R!!! Oh, and my kitty, (My Office Assistant in Word,) wants to say something.

Kitty: Hi everyone! Do you know how many times I have to read these damned chapters? She will make me do spelling checks. u_u. Now, on with the reading, and make my life easier! Oh, and the disclaimer is in the first chapter.

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Wes bolted back inside to the source of the screams. He found Max with a huge bird-eating spider at his feet. It kept jumping over his trembling ankles, and he was trying to keep still and quiet. Max suddenly screamed again.

"Max! The quieter you are, the less likely it is that you'll get attacked by that nasty thing." Eric called out from his hiding place behind Lucas.

"That's alright for you to say, - you're not the one with this 'thing' around your legs." He was getting pale from shock, and Wes quickly realised that he would have to intervene. Ducking behind Lucas, he grabbed an empty container that was lying on the floor:

and clamped it over the huge spider.

Tension that had been building up around the room fell, and everyone suddenly seemed to let out a breath of air that they had been keeping in.

"So the screams were because of a spider? Big, I know, but that was scary?" Wes questioned the tired Rangers.

"Yeah, we were scared. I have Arachnophobia you know." Max collapsed, wearily, into a nearby chair. "Can we go to bed now?"

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In an office, deep in the Timeforce HQ, Alex was bent over a desk, trying to decipher a round, brass looking object. It had that 'brassy' colour and texture to it. There were three sections to the middle of the object, with diamonds and crystals bordering the three areas. A needle was at the very centre point, where the lines forming those three sections met. This also had diamonds embedded in it, and the whole thing was very heavy.

This, round, mysterious, brassy object was the Akailo. He had the ability to 'read' this object, and learn amazing things. Focusing one's mind on whatever you wanted to know about the future gave one the ability to succeed in this 'reading.' Alex now bent over the three sections, and waited as his mind asked the questions.

{So it is true! The Arctic Circle legend is true! This will surely change the entire world's view on the strange happens that have been going on in the Arctic.}

Alex carefully placed the instrument into a Chinese looking box. Sealing it shut with his padlock, he placed the little thing back into his personal safe inside the wall.

He smirked at the other little 'fact' the Akailo had told him. He wasn't planning on sharing until he was certain that the time was right.

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In her cell, not far away, Jen was restlessly pacing what space she had in desperation.

{I have to get out of here! I want to see them! This little block goes the outside path back to the main HQ. If I can just get back along, then I might stand a chance of avoiding capture. Oh man is this ever frustrating!}

She was startled out of her thoughts as she heard the guards come in. They unlocked the cell door, and stepped back. Amazed, Jen timidly pulled the door back, and was astounded that it came open so easily. They immediately pushed their way into the cell, and dragged Jen out. Jen didn't struggle, but was stunned by her next thought:

{I can escape! All I have to do is barge my way out when I get the chance! Yes!}

Jen was led along in the centre of 8 guards, who formed a circle around her. They kept her trapped amongst them, unaware of the plans being silently created in Jens troubled mind. These guards were only taking her to the viewing area, where the others would be able to see her for the first time since they had come to the future. As they marched along, Jen doing her best to keep up with them in the middle, a glass door came into view. Outside, Jen could see the remains of where it had rained earlier, and grew excited. The doors were shoved open by two more guards that had been standing on duty there. As they pushed Jen out into the open, the scent of the damp air from the rain met her nostrils. The sights, the smells, the thought of the thousand men who had walked this path many years before her drove her insane.

The guards never saw the birds that had been shot plummet down to earth.

They were aware, when the beautiful blackbirds with their shiny feathers fell out of the sky in rains of blood. They hit the floor, leaving big splodges of blood everywhere. The poachers, who had been shooting the blackbirds, ran as they noticed the officers. The officers dived to avoid the falling birds, forgetting Jen for a moment. Jen didn't hesitate. She ducked through the nearest gap with the skill and grace of a cat, jumped over a nearby bird, and fled for the nearest hiding place. Running for the building on the other side, as they were practically on a rooftop, with two tower buildings on either side. Jen dashed for the metal doors, and pushed her way through the entrance as she got to them. Rolling over, she landed on her back, against a wall, - with no one in sight.

The guards meanwhile barely noticed Jen's escape. Two first noticed her fleeing for the doors and gave chase. The others quickly followed. Inside, Jen realised that she did not have much time. Racing for the staircase, she pushed forward, and the next minute, was dashing down the stairs as fast as she could. The guards, having no idea where Jen had gone, quickly alerted ground control at the main office.

Jen knew she didn't have much time before others were told of her escape. Hoping that her friends would not be blamed for this, she reached the bottom, and darted along several corridors. Not recognising her, the officers she did meet along there made no attempt to stop her. Finally, one of the main exits came in sight. Trying to look as normal as possible, Jen pushed into the crowd, and keeping her head low, managed to find the outdoors. Setting off along a path, with the wind blowing in her face, Jen felt happier than she had ever done, with freedom on the way.

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Gothic: So, did I describe Jen's escape deeply enough? I tried to dedicate an entire section of the chapter to her, and think I succeeded. Please tell me if I did. Reviews plz!! And I will be back once I have decided completely what happens next, and get my next story up!! I may put a little musical piece into my next one as well, it all depends!!!