-Chapter 8-
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The fogginess started to clear as Wheeler slowly returned to conciousness.
Zarm had kidnapped his Linka and there was nothing he could have done
about it. As much as he wanted to burn the helicopter Zarm was using,
he knew better. If he did, he would have not only killed his enemy- he
would have killed Linka, which was what Zarm would probably have been
expecting. He opened his eyes and was greeted by darkness, as night had
fallen and a storm was coming over the ocean.
Looking out at the clouds, Wheeler let a tear fall. Once, when
Linka was crying over her pet cat, which everyone who knew her thought
would die from cancer, Wheeler had just held her and told her, "Tears
are like rain, you know? They come and they come until they have done
what they can and then they leave. Just keep crying, babe- keep crying.
I'm right here."
All Linka had said was, "Thank you." That was enough.
Now that Zarm had her, Wheeler couldn't bear to even stay on Hope Island.
He could only do one thing so that he'd want to stay- get Linka back on
his own! He got up and went over to his desk. Using his dry-erase board,
which he got to save a few more trees, he wrote a quick note, not noticing
that Kwame was watching him.
"You'd better erase that, Wheeler." The voice startled
him at first, but, when he saw who it was, he relaxed.
"I'm sorry, Kwame, but I've made up my mind- I
will get Linka out of there myself."
"Well, okay, but the group was going to go, get Linka out of
Misery Isle, and use Captain Planet and Amazoness to take care of Zarm."
"Wait a minute: When did you all
plan this and who is Amazoness?"
"You'll find out soon enough- now get that note off of there and get
ready to go! We're all leaving in about five minutes, with or without
you!"
"Yes, Sir, Mr. Kwame, Sir!" Wheeler saluted smartly and dodged
before Kwame could charge after him, laughing as he did so.
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The fogginess started to clear as Wheeler slowly returned to conciousness.
Zarm had kidnapped his Linka and there was nothing he could have done
about it. As much as he wanted to burn the helicopter Zarm was using,
he knew better. If he did, he would have not only killed his enemy- he
would have killed Linka, which was what Zarm would probably have been
expecting. He opened his eyes and was greeted by darkness, as night had
fallen and a storm was coming over the ocean.
Looking out at the clouds, Wheeler let a tear fall. Once, when
Linka was crying over her pet cat, which everyone who knew her thought
would die from cancer, Wheeler had just held her and told her, "Tears
are like rain, you know? They come and they come until they have done
what they can and then they leave. Just keep crying, babe- keep crying.
I'm right here."
All Linka had said was, "Thank you." That was enough.
Now that Zarm had her, Wheeler couldn't bear to even stay on Hope Island.
He could only do one thing so that he'd want to stay- get Linka back on
his own! He got up and went over to his desk. Using his dry-erase board,
which he got to save a few more trees, he wrote a quick note, not noticing
that Kwame was watching him.
"You'd better erase that, Wheeler." The voice startled
him at first, but, when he saw who it was, he relaxed.
"I'm sorry, Kwame, but I've made up my mind- I
will get Linka out of there myself."
"Well, okay, but the group was going to go, get Linka out of
Misery Isle, and use Captain Planet and Amazoness to take care of Zarm."
"Wait a minute: When did you all
plan this and who is Amazoness?"
"You'll find out soon enough- now get that note off of there and get
ready to go! We're all leaving in about five minutes, with or without
you!"
"Yes, Sir, Mr. Kwame, Sir!" Wheeler saluted smartly and dodged
before Kwame could charge after him, laughing as he did so.