Chapter 3: Back to the future
Location: Sullvar 6
David and Aileta stepped into the hut where Electrifying was waiting. "Ollrack and I have formulated our plan. We will use the time machine and sneak up on the Juggernaught. Our readings show that there is a weak spot in the armor plating on the inside of the mesa-cannon." Aileta became confused.
"Mesa-cannon?"
"Don't you remember Aileta?" David asked. "The mesa-cannon is the single most destructive thing on the entire ship. Its capabilities are near limitless. Although measuring its power is impossible, scientists say that it has the ability to destroy the Void itself! The darn thing takes 6 minutes of prep time, 5 of which are just interring pass-codes."
"This is why I doubt that it will fire during the course of this mission. But back to our plan, there is 1 spot on the inside of the cannon where even the time machines weak laser cannons can break the thin plating. You will then fly into the inner workings of the vessel and fly towards the core. Once there, you will launch a special missile, which my scientists are currently building, to disable it, and shutting down all security systems. This will allow you to make your way to the command deck and eliminate Ollran. The rest of the plan is to simply go to spirit world and destroy Sicron."
"I have something against that." David said. "Why do we have to use the time machine? I mean that things got armor like aluminum foil, its not battle worth."
"I am aware of this, but the time machine is the only thing we have."
"Man that sucks."
"I agree, but we don't have any other choice. The disabling missile will be ready in 4 hours…I'll then send you on your way."
"Aren't you coming?" Aileta asked. "Your power is of immeasurable help, we will need you."
"I wish I could join you, but Dark Ra's special power is attuned to me and me only. It would be near-suicidal for me to go. But Ollrack should be more than enough to take on Ollran. I can only wonder what Sicron is now capable of in this form."
"No sweat, we'll come up with something." David said.
"Rendezvous with me at the time machine in 4 hours. The time you have till then is yours." David and Aileta left Ollrack and Electrifying in the hut.
"Can I ask something master?" Ollrack said.
"You may."
"Why did you request David and Aileta's assistance…there are thousands, maybe millions of other creatures much stronger than humans who would rush to our aid."
"Because…many would think that their services in CLYOTO and commanding the Dodrando army would have fulfilled their destinies. But I believe they are far from their destiny. I believe that there is more to come from them in the near future."
David and Aileta sat together, the hut hardly in sight. "I heard you and Ollrack talking last night." Aileta said.
"Did you now?"
"I'm glad you made friends with Ollrack. It's always good to get along with your allies."
"I'm afraid of how long this friendship will last."
"What do you mean?"
"We've got a rust bucket for a ship, an Electrifying who isn't done learning the full extent of his powers, and 2 humans who have the most unbelievable origins…against Lord Sicron and the entire Dodrando army. This will be the toughest thing we'll probably ever have to do. We may succeed, but at what cost? The odds are impossible; the plan may be good, but we don't even know what Sicron is capable of now. What if he's too strong for us, what if Something happens to Ollrack before we get there, the mission…its all but impossible, how can we be sure that 3 teens, each practically a different species, combat the greatest force ever known. Is it even possible?" David's wings drooped all the way to the ground in his puddle of sorrow and sad truth. But they came to life again as Aileta rested her hand on his.
"It may seem hopeless, but we can't give up. You never give up David, never. You've taught me so much, never to surrender, never to quit, and never to stop fighting for what you believe in. Remember that?" David looked at her, and said in unison with her.
"Always believe, never look back. You cannot lose what can't be lost, but you can always win what will be there. There is no one who can prevail before those who choose…never to surrender, never to quit, and never to stop fighting what they believe in." David was amazed.
"How…I never told you that…"
"Because that's how much I love you." Aileta replied. She had become a part of his true family, not because they were related, but because they were linked. David sat there shocked. But now, Aileta had showed him how close she was to him. Nothing could stop them, nothing could keep them apart…for now.
David helped Aileta onto the time machine, and followed shortly after. Ollrack was getting a mental warm-up from Electrifying. "You must be careful; if you fail we lose everything. You are the soul guardian of power, and if I lose you it could mean the unraveling of existence itself."
"I understand…I will not fail you master."
"May the Gods guide you." Ollrack stepped on the ship and closed the door. He sat in the pilots chair and booted up the ship for its toughest flight ever. David took a position behind him. Aileta prepared to hold on for dear life.
"Hold on to your butt's kitties…lets blow this hellhole." Ollrack said as the ship lifted into the air. "David…hand me that cylinder." David handed the heavy object to Ollrack, who easily held it in one hand.
"What the hell is that for?"
"This is the secret to time travel." Ollrack pulled out a slot from the dashboard and placed the object in it. He quickly sealed the slot and concentrated once more on where he was flying. "The energy ball within that cylinder will implode shortly after its fired. The implosion will cause a rift in time which allows us to enter the time stream…you know what happens from there."
"Of course, it's so simple!" David said sarcastically.
"You might want to grab onto something."
"Why?" Ollrack fired the energy ball from the front of the ship. Shortly after the air opened up, and Ollrack began to fly for it. "Oh…right." The ship was sucked into the vortex and sent them careening for the time stream.
