How Much is the World Worth?
Chapter 3: Out of the Frying Pan...
By: Babs Laumer
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, I get no money from this, blah, blah, blah...you know the drill. ;)
A/N: Hi! I'm back! Thank goodness the semester is winding down. Sorry I took so long. But, here it is! The next installment! YAY! Oh, and I changed the communication thing to " ". You'll get it when you see it. :)
"DIANA!"
Static. Savagely, I punched the communicator off and banked the Batplane left, circling for a faster approach route. BEEP BEEP
The radar's beeping increased. I had company.
If I squinted, I could make out the boats in the water, smoke billowing away, obscuring much of the airspace surrounding it. I have a bad feeling about this; even knowing it's a trap. Just short of the smoke, I swerved to go around, so I could better see the situation. That's when the alarm blared through the cockpit. Sending the plane into drop and roll dive, I sent an interceptor to get rid of the missile going for my port side. Which set me up right behind my new 'friend'. The alarm blared again, louder. I waited till the last moment, tailing the guy who'd tried to turn my plane into Swiss cheese, then dropped under him and shot ahead as the missile hit the plane behind me in the wing. The radar showed ten more planes in the area. It's starting to get crowded. And I don't like the odds.
This never stopped me before, and I didn't intend for it to happen now. I have too much to do before I meet my maker. For now, stalling for time was the best choice I had while I attended to other...developments. Quickly, I glanced toward where the ships were, and whispered, "I'll be back for you."
Andy was excited. He was going to help take out BATMAN!
His life had been one hardship after another, and all he wanted was to be noticed. Even though he was the 'new rookie' in this organization, it had great perks. As long as you avoided the Big Boss's bad moods. He winced. The last guy who screwed up was a smear on the wall. Brrrr! He didn't want to think about that. Instead, he turned to his bomber sitting beside him.
"Yo! Rodge! You got your trigger finger ready?" An eyebrow raised.
"When DON'T I?"
"Ooookay! Then buckle your safety belts, and let's BURN!" He pushed the throttle forward, enjoyed the rush as his stomach did a couple of somersaults. They were closing in on the Batplane, as the other members of the squadron distracted it with heavy fire. Which the Batplane neatly avoided through a series of very complicated maneuvers. Andy whistled in appreciation. This guy was good.
"You never heard of Batman, have ya, kid?"
"Well...I heard he's a human with a god complex." Rodger shook his head.
"You been listnin' to the Boss too much." Andy threw their plane hard to the right, chasing Batman's plane, and Rodge continued his firing pattern.
"What have YOU heard then?"
"I heard he AIN'T human. Heard he ate guys like you'n me fer breakfast. And...has the power to...disappear." Andy snorted, was about to reply when the Batplane, which had been about to break through the fighters and escape, encountered the reinforcements of twenty more planes. The Batplane flipped over, and streaked for just above Andy's plane.
"Move! Move!" Andy sat rooted to his seat, jaw dropped for a second. Then he started to move them down and out of the way when his partner reached across to do the maneuver himself. The result was that the plane turned sideways and down, scraping the bottom of the Batplane with a hard, high pitched screeeeeeching! sound. Andy finally managed to shove his partner away, and get SOME kind of control back, though it didn't help that they'd lost the tip of their left wing. He let them spiral towards the left, and saw the enemy plane limping away. When one of the other planes shot it, in the wing, it lost altitude and spiraled downwards toward the water, spewing a smoky cloud as it went. Andy sighed with relief.
"See? WE GOT HIM!"
"Maybe."
"You're just sore 'cause his plane didn't do a whoooosh! disappearing act."
"The sarcasm is lost, kid. I've heard it before."
"Yeah? Well, his plane is going up in smoke, and...whoa!" The afore mentioned plane had, as they followed it down, nearly hit water level when it accelerated upwards toward the sky again. Rodger smirked.
"Yeah?" Andy glowered at the runaway plane in a bat shape, and followed it, as did the rest of the squadron. Rodge guffawed as he continued shooting at the plane trying to make its escape. Finally, someone hit the gas tank and the Batplane dropped like a stone when the fuel leaked.
It hit the water with a huge splash, and guys on the water standing by for the splashdown zoomed up to apprehend the guy inside. They crawled over the plane like ants, as they made their way up the side.
Twenty minutes later the call came through.
"Did you get him?" Andy's "I told you so" grin covered his whole face. Rodger simply sat there, ignoring it.
"We can't find him."
"What?" The grin faded.
"Comb the waters, people; there wasn't anyone in that plane."
Chapter 3: Out of the Frying Pan...
By: Babs Laumer
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, I get no money from this, blah, blah, blah...you know the drill. ;)
A/N: Hi! I'm back! Thank goodness the semester is winding down. Sorry I took so long. But, here it is! The next installment! YAY! Oh, and I changed the communication thing to " ". You'll get it when you see it. :)
"DIANA!"
Static. Savagely, I punched the communicator off and banked the Batplane left, circling for a faster approach route. BEEP BEEP
The radar's beeping increased. I had company.
If I squinted, I could make out the boats in the water, smoke billowing away, obscuring much of the airspace surrounding it. I have a bad feeling about this; even knowing it's a trap. Just short of the smoke, I swerved to go around, so I could better see the situation. That's when the alarm blared through the cockpit. Sending the plane into drop and roll dive, I sent an interceptor to get rid of the missile going for my port side. Which set me up right behind my new 'friend'. The alarm blared again, louder. I waited till the last moment, tailing the guy who'd tried to turn my plane into Swiss cheese, then dropped under him and shot ahead as the missile hit the plane behind me in the wing. The radar showed ten more planes in the area. It's starting to get crowded. And I don't like the odds.
This never stopped me before, and I didn't intend for it to happen now. I have too much to do before I meet my maker. For now, stalling for time was the best choice I had while I attended to other...developments. Quickly, I glanced toward where the ships were, and whispered, "I'll be back for you."
Andy was excited. He was going to help take out BATMAN!
His life had been one hardship after another, and all he wanted was to be noticed. Even though he was the 'new rookie' in this organization, it had great perks. As long as you avoided the Big Boss's bad moods. He winced. The last guy who screwed up was a smear on the wall. Brrrr! He didn't want to think about that. Instead, he turned to his bomber sitting beside him.
"Yo! Rodge! You got your trigger finger ready?" An eyebrow raised.
"When DON'T I?"
"Ooookay! Then buckle your safety belts, and let's BURN!" He pushed the throttle forward, enjoyed the rush as his stomach did a couple of somersaults. They were closing in on the Batplane, as the other members of the squadron distracted it with heavy fire. Which the Batplane neatly avoided through a series of very complicated maneuvers. Andy whistled in appreciation. This guy was good.
"You never heard of Batman, have ya, kid?"
"Well...I heard he's a human with a god complex." Rodger shook his head.
"You been listnin' to the Boss too much." Andy threw their plane hard to the right, chasing Batman's plane, and Rodge continued his firing pattern.
"What have YOU heard then?"
"I heard he AIN'T human. Heard he ate guys like you'n me fer breakfast. And...has the power to...disappear." Andy snorted, was about to reply when the Batplane, which had been about to break through the fighters and escape, encountered the reinforcements of twenty more planes. The Batplane flipped over, and streaked for just above Andy's plane.
"Move! Move!" Andy sat rooted to his seat, jaw dropped for a second. Then he started to move them down and out of the way when his partner reached across to do the maneuver himself. The result was that the plane turned sideways and down, scraping the bottom of the Batplane with a hard, high pitched screeeeeeching! sound. Andy finally managed to shove his partner away, and get SOME kind of control back, though it didn't help that they'd lost the tip of their left wing. He let them spiral towards the left, and saw the enemy plane limping away. When one of the other planes shot it, in the wing, it lost altitude and spiraled downwards toward the water, spewing a smoky cloud as it went. Andy sighed with relief.
"See? WE GOT HIM!"
"Maybe."
"You're just sore 'cause his plane didn't do a whoooosh! disappearing act."
"The sarcasm is lost, kid. I've heard it before."
"Yeah? Well, his plane is going up in smoke, and...whoa!" The afore mentioned plane had, as they followed it down, nearly hit water level when it accelerated upwards toward the sky again. Rodger smirked.
"Yeah?" Andy glowered at the runaway plane in a bat shape, and followed it, as did the rest of the squadron. Rodge guffawed as he continued shooting at the plane trying to make its escape. Finally, someone hit the gas tank and the Batplane dropped like a stone when the fuel leaked.
It hit the water with a huge splash, and guys on the water standing by for the splashdown zoomed up to apprehend the guy inside. They crawled over the plane like ants, as they made their way up the side.
Twenty minutes later the call came through.
"Did you get him?" Andy's "I told you so" grin covered his whole face. Rodger simply sat there, ignoring it.
"We can't find him."
"What?" The grin faded.
"Comb the waters, people; there wasn't anyone in that plane."