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The Rescue

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My rescuers fight through M'arr, while Aa'une's verbal and mental shouts order creatures to stop us. Some M'arrillians do try to fight, but I notice that many more are simply fleeing for their lives.

A gray bolt of energy flies overhead, then another. A swarm of beings seemingly made of energy descend from above.

"Mind clasps on!" a Human shouts while putting a copper ring much like a tiara on his head. The others do so, Mudeenu awkwardly holding me with one arm as he puts his on. One of the gray bolts streaks towards a Mipedian, then bounces off seemingly empty air.

"Vehicle!" a Mipedian shouts, pointing down an alley.

I look down the alley while the soldiers rush down. The vehicle is basically a floating fridge truck, meant for transporting food. "Not fast enough..." I croak. I could walk faster than it if I had the strength.

A Human kneels down next to the vehicle's exposed engine and pokes around. "Give me two minutes," he says, slipping his backpack off his shoulders.

Mudeenu sets me down on the ground, then turns to the approaching M'arrillians. His hands crackle with red lightning as he rushes at them.

On one side, soldiers holding the line. On the other, a Human and a Mipedian tinkering with the truck. And next to me...

"Everything's going to be all right, Michael," Isis says as she runs a hand through my hair.

"I thought I'd never see you again," I whisper.

Isis gives me a pained grin. "Me too."

There's a small explosion above us, and I feel small bits of stone fall everywhere. Mudeenu bellows, "We need transport now!"

"I'm going as fast as I can!" the Human working on the truck calls out.

"Work faster!" Mudeenu roars.

A gray bolt of energy streaks overhead and bounces off the Human near the truck, and his mind clasp turns from copper to rusty green. The Mipedian with him turns and says, "We just lost a mind clasp here!"

"We don't have anymore!" came the reply.

Another gray bolt flies by, and the Mipedian barely blocks it from hitting the Human with an outstretched hand.

The Human shouts, "Everyone in!"

I'm suddenly lifted up by Mudeenu, and everyone starts cramming into the back of the truck. Blasts of water, ice, and energy fly by, smashing against the side of the vehicle as the engine sparks to life.

A Mipedian slams the back door closed and asks, "How fast is this going to go?"

The Human grits his teeth. "Faster than I'd like."

"How the hell can it go faster than you'd-?"

"Hang on!" The Human places his hand on a small circle on the front of the truck.

The truck leaps forward, and I suddenly discover what it would probably feel like if an elephant sat on my chest. Everyone not in a seat slides to the back of the truck as it accelerates and lifts into the air.

There's a sudden jolt throughout the vehicle, and it feels like a punch to the guts. "What was that?" Mudeenu shouts over the roar of the engine.

"That was a wall," the driver shouts back.

Another jolt knocks the air out of me.

"Another wall!"

Another jolt.

"Stop hitting walls!" someone shouts. "Fly over them!"

"I can only get this maybe ten feet into the air!"

"Then a gate or something!"

"We're being chase by maybe a thousand M'arrillians, including Aa'une, and you want me to take the time to find a gate?!"

There's a pause, then someone yells, "Drive through the walls!"

I'm so glad M'arrillian vehicles are built like tanks.

There's an earsplitting screech, and suddenly the rear door of the truck begins to crack. "Grab a hold of something!" a Mipedian shouts.

Mudeenu wraps an arm around my waist and digs his claws into the wall of the vehicle just before the door gives way. There's wind rushing through the interior now, and there's a clear view of glow of the truck's thrusters and the- oh my God... There are so many M'arrillians chasing us, flying over the buildings and sending attacks down at us.

"I don't think this thing's fast enough!" someone bellows as the road behind us explodes.

"Ramp!" the driver shouts.

"What?!"

"Ramp!"

The truck shakes and tilts up. The smooth road turns into a staircase. Everyone grabs a firmer hold of the interior of the truck.

Suddenly the ground is far below us, and the truck is hurtling through the air.

"Are you insane!" Mudeenu shouts. "We're an easy target up here!"

"It was this or crash!" the driver bellows.

I wonder if this would make more sense if I was anyone else right now.

"Incoming!" a Mipedian roars.

A torrent of water suddenly blasts through the broken rear door. My vision is fuzzy, I can't breathe. Are we falling?

The water recedes, and everyone's coughing for breath. I blink and look around. Someone's missing-

I hear Isis scream. She's hanging outside the truck! "I'm slipping!" she shrieks.

"Isis!" I screech. I squirm in Mudeenu's grip. "Mudeenu! Isis is falling out!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Mudeenu gives me a baffled stare.

I point frantically. "Isis! Catch her!"

Isis struggles to keep her grip. Everyone turns to look at her, then at me. "What are you pointing at?" someone calls out.

Can't they see her right there?! "Hang on, Isis!" I feel something tear in my throat when I shout, but I don't care, she's going to fall!

"Isis isn't here!" Mudeenu shouts.

The truck jolts as a frozen spear smashes against it, and tiny shards of ice trail behind us. Isis loses her grip with one of her hands. "Help!" she screams.

"She's right there!" I screech. "Grab her! GRAB HER!"

"Isis is at Al Mipedim, Osiris!" someone shouts.

They're all blind! No, they're in league with the M'arrillians! "Isis! Hang on! I'm coming!" I try to squirm from Mudeenu's grip.

A stream of electricity smashes into the roof of the truck. The vehicle shakes, and several people inside almost lose their grips. Isis dangles in the wind and-

"NOOO!" I bellow as Isis's grip fails. "ISIS!"

Isis screams as she falls, her form appearing smaller as she gets farther. The scream suddenly cuts short moments later.

I... I feel hollow... No... No! "No! No no NO!" I try to wrench free from Mudeenu's grip. "She was your sister, Mudeenu! And you let her fall!"

"Get a hold of yourself!" Mudeenu roars.

"Let go of me, you fucking bastard!" Isis! Isis! Isis!

"Someone get him under control!" Mudeenu shouts.

I don't see who did it. All I know is that I feel a sharp pain in my leg, and the world slowly starts to fade black.

...Isis...

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