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Chapter 11- Rescue Mission
Holly had just finished healing Mulch. She could have been faster if he hadn't been squirming so much. The storm and the fight in it had left everyone pretty bashed up.
"I didn't need healing Holly! It was just a little bite!" Mulch complained. Holly ignored him.
"Calm down, Diggums! You're healed and that's over and done with! Now shut up!" Sool shouted. Holly paced back and forth like Root used to.
"When is Fowl going to be back?" Trouble asked casually.
"That's what I was wondering," blurted out Holly.
"The big guy said he was going to be up there just to get a little rest. That might be it," Lenz offered.
"Yeah, I guess," said Sotter as if that solved the matter.
"I'm going to call anyway," Holly mumbled. She picked up the communicator and called. No one answered.
An hour later she tried again. This time a male voice picked up.
"Hello?" he asked in a confused tone. Holly hung up. "That's not Fowl, Butler, or Juliet," she said wonderingly.
"Call again and I'll trace the call," Foaly said, cracking his knuckles. "Human tracing has always been fun," he finished. Foaly hurried to Holly's communicator and placed a small disc on top of it. It stuck on instantly. He then hurried over to his computer and tapped some keys. The disc turned on in a green colour. He tapped some more and the screen flashed blue. He put on an earpiece. "Okie doke. I'm ready when you are." Holly called again.
"Hello?" said a different, more business-like voice. Foaly typed furiously. He raised a thumb. Holly turned off the communicator.
"Where are they, donkey?" asked Sool.
"They're still in Munich. But they're in the hospital," he said, worry in his voice.
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Juliet woke up with a headache so bad, she didn't know that it was possible. She was in a white room. Observe, Juliet. It may save your life, chimed Butler's voice in her throbbing head. The room had one door, one window in front of her. The door was on her right. Some cheap piece of art hung on the wall opposite the door. In the bottom left corner was a vase on a wooden table. She was a on a high, plush, bed with white sheets and blanket. Beside her there was a- heart monitor! Juliet sat up instantly, but a pain hit her whole body like a boulder. She crashed down on the soft bed again. OK, I'm in a hospital. Juliet tried remembering what happened and then it hit her. The crash. Is everyone OK? She couldn't decide. Sleep sounded very tempting, especially on that soft bed. She looked to her side to see her reflection on a mirror. Her forehead was bruised in a deep shade of purple. She had a big square bandage on her cheek and her lip appeared to have been bleeding. Juliet's arm was bothering her a lot. She took it out from under the blankets. That's why it's so stiff! A hard cast surrounded her arm.
"Damn!" she silently swore. She stood awake for a bit longer and heard some commotion outside.
"Retreat!" shouted a female voice that sounded strangely familiar. Suddenly, a uniformed man burst through the door and threw a grenade to the floor. Green gas erupted around the room. Then, sleep overtook her.
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Trouble silently glided along with Holly. They were headed for the Munich Central Hospital. He didn't think it was necessary to be guarding Holly. He knew she just wanted the best for Haven and that she wouldn't attempt to escape. Lenz and Sotter carried Mulch between them in cam-foil. Sool took up the rear. The big white building came into visual range.
"That's the one, guys," Foaly said into their earpieces.
" I think I figured that much out, pony!" Sool shouted. Foaly didn't pay attention. They continued and as the building advanced, it became about a bit smaller than Fowl Manor.
"Wow… That's a big building," Mulch muttered. They continued flying until they reached it.
"Team one, circle the perimeter," Sool commanded. Holly, Mulch, and Lenz did as they were told (Mulch had Fireflies on.) "Team two, follow my lead," Trouble, Sool, and Sotter went to the top of the doorway with their shields on. "Trouble! You are going to find out what rooms everyone is in. Sotter and I will stand by."
"Yes sir," Trouble answered. "Foaly?" Trouble asked.
"Receptionist is on the first floor to your left," he answered.
"OK…" Trouble mumbled. He waited for a minute, then a nurse put out her cigarette and opened the door. Trouble slipped in while it was open. He quickly ducked behind a large plant. In front of him were two rows of chairs. On the side, a television showing something about West Nile Virus with a picture of a mosquito. Trouble continued along the wall until he got to the corner. He peeked around and saw a large wooden desk. He flew to human eye level and saw a slim human girl sitting behind the desk.
Trouble flew to the roof and went toward the receptionist. Above her, there was a sign that hung by metal bands on either side. It read- RECEPTION. Trouble slipped between the bands, the roof, and the sign. He was now above the girl. There was a computer to her side. I need a distraction…
"Foaly?" he whispered. "I need help on this computer. How do I work it?" Foaly giggled silently.
"How about I do it for you?" he asked mischievously
"What do you mean?" Trouble asked.
"I mean that I knew that Sool was going to assign you that job. I took the trouble… hehe… to put something in your pocket. Reach into your right pocket." Trouble did as he was told and reached in. His hands grasped something round. Trouble pulled out something that resembled a cylinder with a lens, an antenna, and a button.
"Thanks for going through the trouble of putting this in my pocket, Foaly," Trouble said sarcastically.
"If you put that on the keyboard, I can do everything for you," Foaly said, slightly taken aback from the sarcasm. "All I need is a distraction."
"No problem," Trouble responded. He flew to the television, that was now saying something about a health card, the OHIP. Trouble examined it. It was a Samsung T.V. on a three-legged table. He made his way around it and stopped at the back. He pulled out the plug for the television's power. It went dead. Trouble sped back to the roof and headed to the receptionist's desk. She saw the problem with the T.V. and began to traverse the empty room. Trouble dropped down onto the desk. He snaked his way to the keyboard. Once the girl was out of earshot he dug the cylinder...nowhere.
"It doesn't go anywhere, Foaly!" Trouble said desperately.
"Press the button!" he shouted. He pressed it and a spike came out from under it. "Now stick it somewhere!" Trouble squeezed it in between the four and the five. The cylinder instantly lit up.
"There we go. It needs ten seconds to download everything into my computer," Foaly said. I don't have ten seconds! Trouble flew back to the T.V. The receptionist was almost to her desk… "Five seconds…" Foaly commented. Trouble pulled out the plug again just as she reached her desk.
"Not again…" she mumbled.
"Done!" Foaly announced happily. Trouble went back to the keyboard and pulled it out.
"Good. Sir, information was a success," Trouble announced to Sool.
"It's about time!" he grumbled. Trouble swore in his head. Someone else entered the building so he flew out.
"Now you guys just have to save them!" Foaly reported.
"Yes we do," Lenz said exasperatedly. Five black vans suddenly turned the corner and stopped in front of the hospital. Men in black gear with masks on burst through the door. They were armed. The men entered the building.
"Those guys resemble the human S.W.A.T." said Sotter.
"But they're not," Mulch observed.
"Johnson's men! We have to save Artemis now!"
A/N I'm sorry! I can't help it! I love cliffes! I couldn't pass the chance to make one! I'll update soon! I promise I will! Please, be so kind and… REVIEW!