Chapter Sixteen
Disclaimer: I am not going to say this. Would YOU if Visser Three had chased you in Antarean Bogg morph?
Author's Note: The long-awaited chapter!
To Birdie num num: Uh, Birdie? He is NOT going on suicide missions in the future. I wrote 'My first non-suicide mission' Ettex had accidentally said that he was going to get his first assignment when Rakkam Garoo had been his first mission. So he corrected himself by saying it was his first non- suicide mission. Sorry 'bout the confusion.
To Korean Pearl: I don't feel bad. It was an understandable mistake.
To Wraithlord42: PLEASE upload! I'm begging now! (Gets down on knees)
ON WITH THE STORY!!
A transport took me to the secret military base on the first moon of the homeworld. The moon was practically a desert, and was yet unnamed. The truth was, even with all our technology, we had assumed that the moon had been an asteroid. The fact that it was really a moon was discovered quite recently. As the moon had no oxygen, and no one thought it was important, The War Council had granted us permission to put up a major assassination- training base. The place had been named the Alotif Hit Base. Alotif had been the greatest assassin before me. Later, another base had put up there and named the Ettex Talented Assassin Institution, which was like an assassin academy. The greatest one built, as we had meant to keep the origins of assassins secret, so the sizes of the institutions had been severely restricted.
But that was much later, and does not concern the present situation.
The transport entered the Oxygen Field that had been put up around the enormous base. We soon landed in a docking port, where I literally hopped off. I walked from an open, suspended platform right into the base.
When I reached the enclosed entrance, I looked up. Unsurprisingly, the ceiling had a hologram that was designed to look like an Andalite sky. There was even a projection of a stream of sunlight illuminating the metal floor here and there.
An Andalite greeted me. I had been trained to find out the personalities and other things about people. From what I could gather, this Andalite was an intellectual, could balance very well, had a compromising personality, was more comfortable using the left side of his body (i.e. Left-handed), and was slow and unskilled at using his tail.
(Hello,) the Andalite said to me. (You must be Ettex-Corrath-Shamtul.)
(Yes, I am,) I said. (Who —?)
(I am Placynth-Mellitor-Alfagroth. The Intelligence Advisor of your, I mean, our unit.)
(I see.)
Placynth and I walked together towards a large, transparent room, conversing. It turned out that all the things I had evaluated about him were correct.
Inside the transparent room were two Andalites: Professor Allith and another Andalite around Placynth's and my age, who must have been Elfinorr, the Sabotage Supervisor. Allith confirmed this suspicion of mine.
The moment Placynth and I stepped into the room, the glass-scrape material became opaque. The material must have been Onkatetrium, the only glass- scrape element that could be manipulated.
(You are late,) Elfinorr told us, once we had all been introduced (by Allith).
(Not our fault. It's the ruddy transports and the fact that this whole place is a maze.)
(I was able to get here early.) Elfinorr pointed out.
(Good,) Allith interrupted suddenly. (Chemistry. Interaction. Perfect. This is exactly what you need to be a successful unit.)
(That and skills,) Elfinorr joked (I had already evaluated that he had a sense of humor).
(Yes. Skills too.)
(Where are we to be sent?) I said before we could drift away any more from the topic.
(The Hork-Bajir homeworld,) Allith replied.
(What's the mission?) Elfinorr and Placynth asked in unison.
(You will be debriefed aboard the Red Shredder, the Dome Ship that shall take you there,) Allith explained. (The nature of this assignment is very secret.)
(Er...) I said, dubious. I thought that it might be another suicide mission.
(Don't worry; it isn't a suicide mission,) Allith quickly assured me, seeing the expression on my face.
(We're a highly effective team and have been immediately assigned the rank of Unit H. What makes you think that this would be a suicide mission?) Placynth.
Elfinorr stared. (Placynth, do you know who he IS?)
Placynth nodded. (Yeah, he's Ettex-Co... oh.)
(Come on now, you have to board now,) said Allith, breaking the awkward silence that followed.
CLIFFHANGAAAAAAAAAAAA!! (Or not...)
Please review!
Author's Notes: Now, about the unit ranking system. There are 26 units; their unit ranks assigned A-Z. A is the highest, B second highest, C third highest, and so on. Got it?
Disclaimer: I am not going to say this. Would YOU if Visser Three had chased you in Antarean Bogg morph?
Author's Note: The long-awaited chapter!
To Birdie num num: Uh, Birdie? He is NOT going on suicide missions in the future. I wrote 'My first non-suicide mission' Ettex had accidentally said that he was going to get his first assignment when Rakkam Garoo had been his first mission. So he corrected himself by saying it was his first non- suicide mission. Sorry 'bout the confusion.
To Korean Pearl: I don't feel bad. It was an understandable mistake.
To Wraithlord42: PLEASE upload! I'm begging now! (Gets down on knees)
ON WITH THE STORY!!
A transport took me to the secret military base on the first moon of the homeworld. The moon was practically a desert, and was yet unnamed. The truth was, even with all our technology, we had assumed that the moon had been an asteroid. The fact that it was really a moon was discovered quite recently. As the moon had no oxygen, and no one thought it was important, The War Council had granted us permission to put up a major assassination- training base. The place had been named the Alotif Hit Base. Alotif had been the greatest assassin before me. Later, another base had put up there and named the Ettex Talented Assassin Institution, which was like an assassin academy. The greatest one built, as we had meant to keep the origins of assassins secret, so the sizes of the institutions had been severely restricted.
But that was much later, and does not concern the present situation.
The transport entered the Oxygen Field that had been put up around the enormous base. We soon landed in a docking port, where I literally hopped off. I walked from an open, suspended platform right into the base.
When I reached the enclosed entrance, I looked up. Unsurprisingly, the ceiling had a hologram that was designed to look like an Andalite sky. There was even a projection of a stream of sunlight illuminating the metal floor here and there.
An Andalite greeted me. I had been trained to find out the personalities and other things about people. From what I could gather, this Andalite was an intellectual, could balance very well, had a compromising personality, was more comfortable using the left side of his body (i.e. Left-handed), and was slow and unskilled at using his tail.
(Hello,) the Andalite said to me. (You must be Ettex-Corrath-Shamtul.)
(Yes, I am,) I said. (Who —?)
(I am Placynth-Mellitor-Alfagroth. The Intelligence Advisor of your, I mean, our unit.)
(I see.)
Placynth and I walked together towards a large, transparent room, conversing. It turned out that all the things I had evaluated about him were correct.
Inside the transparent room were two Andalites: Professor Allith and another Andalite around Placynth's and my age, who must have been Elfinorr, the Sabotage Supervisor. Allith confirmed this suspicion of mine.
The moment Placynth and I stepped into the room, the glass-scrape material became opaque. The material must have been Onkatetrium, the only glass- scrape element that could be manipulated.
(You are late,) Elfinorr told us, once we had all been introduced (by Allith).
(Not our fault. It's the ruddy transports and the fact that this whole place is a maze.)
(I was able to get here early.) Elfinorr pointed out.
(Good,) Allith interrupted suddenly. (Chemistry. Interaction. Perfect. This is exactly what you need to be a successful unit.)
(That and skills,) Elfinorr joked (I had already evaluated that he had a sense of humor).
(Yes. Skills too.)
(Where are we to be sent?) I said before we could drift away any more from the topic.
(The Hork-Bajir homeworld,) Allith replied.
(What's the mission?) Elfinorr and Placynth asked in unison.
(You will be debriefed aboard the Red Shredder, the Dome Ship that shall take you there,) Allith explained. (The nature of this assignment is very secret.)
(Er...) I said, dubious. I thought that it might be another suicide mission.
(Don't worry; it isn't a suicide mission,) Allith quickly assured me, seeing the expression on my face.
(We're a highly effective team and have been immediately assigned the rank of Unit H. What makes you think that this would be a suicide mission?) Placynth.
Elfinorr stared. (Placynth, do you know who he IS?)
Placynth nodded. (Yeah, he's Ettex-Co... oh.)
(Come on now, you have to board now,) said Allith, breaking the awkward silence that followed.
CLIFFHANGAAAAAAAAAAAA!! (Or not...)
Please review!
Author's Notes: Now, about the unit ranking system. There are 26 units; their unit ranks assigned A-Z. A is the highest, B second highest, C third highest, and so on. Got it?