My Grandpa's Back
Kohari: OMG...I am SO...SOO sorry about the wait. It's like I said, the disk was whack. But I have good news! And no, I didn't just save a buncha money on my car insurance by switching to Geico (no own). I don't even HAVE car insurance yet...that's my parents' department. Anyways, I found the original, written copy of this in one of my folders. So, even though the version on the disk was better, I'm going ahead and updating. Again, I am SO sorry... (And I was so weirded out when I saw the 69 reviews thing...that was funny.)
Chapter 15
"Whoo!" Max hollered out into the open sea, standing on the rails at the bow of the boat, hair whipping in the breeze. "Oh, yeah!"
His happiness was shattered by a shout of "Get down from there, Max!" from Tex. "Don't want you to fall! I'll get blamed for it!"
"I don't care if you do fall, could you just move outta my way, brat?" the driver of the boat shouted.
"Okay! Sorry!" the blonde called back and scrambled down from the rails, rejoining Tyson and Ray at the stern. Kenny looked like he was working, but upon closer observation, he was really playing Asian Empires (no idea what that is, but someone from school suggested it).But the real fun began when Tyson pulled out a pack of...you guessed it! Playing cards (It sounded like I was gonna put cigarettes...what were you peeps thinking?). This time, they played 'Crazy Eights'.
Kai leaned over the starboard side, pretending to be gazing at the shining blue waves, but in reality was constantly checking the corners of his eyes for the adults in the cockpit of the motorboat. His ears were open to their conversation at all times.
The pilot obviously had experience in sailing. He looked to be in his fifties, hair sort of salt-n-pepper. Some of his teeth were yellowish, if not missing. He wore a patch over his eye and an anchor tattoo on his left arm, not to mention some others Kai'd rather not think about. He was about 5' 6 and chubby, his belly hanging over the top of his jeans and stretching the white and blue horizontal striped short. A sweaty red handkerchief that he had been using lay on the console. Text stood beside him, jabbering on, and they laughed together as though they were old friends.
They got along amazingly well. 'A little too well...' thought Kai. He was interrupted by Max. "Hey, Kai!"
He turned toward them, dropping his concentration from the men.
"Get over here!" Tyson beckoned. "We're gonna play 'Egyptian rum'!"
"Um...Tyson...'Egyptian Rat'," Ray corrected.
"Oh. My bad."
"Hey! There they are!"
"Huh?" The gang whirled around to see a group of guards bribed by Voltaire rushing at them. Those rifles didn't look too friendly.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" They ran through the streets of Finland, screaming as loud as they could, in fear and because they were told to. Tex wasn't with them, for his safety and other reasons, such as getting them a plane to jet out of there. (Get it? Plane? Jet? -cricket- Okay, so it wasn't funny. Geez.)
Tyson led them down alleys and through parks. Down streets and up stairs. Around fountains and back down stairs. The men following them quickly multiplied.
"Tyson...haven't we...already...been past...that...signpost?" Max managed between pants.
"5 times?" added Kenny. "Man, I need to work out more."
"Stop!" Ray commanded. They did. "This is getting us nowhere! Follow Kai!" Everyone turned to their team captain.
"Let's go!" he told them after a moment's hesitation. He couldn't help but notice that the people were gaining on them, not about to argue. To be honest, he'd been here once before, so he pretty much knew what he was doing.
After a few minutes...
"Hey! Where'd they go?" cried out a surprised, confused, and breathless guard.
The BladeBreakers sat hiding in a dumpster, Ray with his hand over Tyson's mouth. Slight muffles could be heard, so everyone helped out; four hands now silenced him.
"Argh. How could you lose 'em?"
"Me? YOU lost 'em!"
The argument continued and the voices died away as the soldiers left. When the coast was clear, the boys slowly and cautiously lifted the dumpster top, banana peels and strangely-colored goop dropping from their hair and shoulders. Taking a look around, Tyson broke the silence.
"Um...where were we supposed to meet again?"
"Tex didn't say," Kenny answered slowly, all of them just now realizing this.
"What're we gonna do now?" Max asked, the tone in his voice clearly indicating that he was a tad scared and worried.
They all frowned at the situation. This did NOT look good. Ray strolled out onto the sidewalk after checking to make sure there was no danger and looked around, a grim expression on his face.
"How could we have forgotten to ask him?" Kenny chastised himself, as well as the others.
"How could HE have forgotten to tell us?" Kai countered. "I'm telling you -!"
"Uh-Oh! We got company!" Ray announced as a stampede of army men once again came running their way in hot pursuit.
Glancing back, Kai couldn't help but notice that one of the hunters had chocolate-colored hair and brown eyes. He growled and turned his eyes back to where they were going.
Perceiving Kai's behavior, the others took a peek behind them as well, accidentally slowing down in their bewilderment.
"Hey. That guy looks like..." Max began, but Kai brought him back to his senses before he could finish his sentence or get caught.
"MOVE IT!"
"Right!"
Their feet pounded loudly against the pavement, but their steps were hardly heard, for an alarm sounded somewhere. Another quick look back and the soldier they had seen was missing. They shook it off, convinced they were just 'seeing things'. Why would Tex betray them?
A camo-green truck pulled up in front of them, recklessly sideways. Tex was in the driver's seat. "Hop in!"
There was no need to tell them twice. The boys piled in the bed and seats and they spun off, raising dust into the eyes of the soldiers, who had no vehicle.
"Thanks, man. You saved our hides," Tyson said as the vision of the guards was left far behind.
"Yeah," the others agreed, relieved and out of breath.
"No problem. We'll be outta here soon," Text promised, a gleam in his eye that Kai really didn't like. The others hadn't seen it, just as none of them had seen the symbol on the truck's bumper that marked it as one of Voltaire's army's.
Now, Kai was completely persuaded that Tex had been one of the chasers.
Kohari: I'm gonna say it one more time before I let you go. I SO SOWWY! And I didn't proof-read this, 'cause I wanted to get it up ASAP. Lemme know if you see any mistakes, and I'll fix 'em in a heartbeat. So tootalukers 'til next time, folks!
Additional Authoress's Note: I'm sorry, everyone. I had been going through depression, and I've been pretty emotionally unstable. But once exams are over, I'll be free of English Honors for a year, so I can get the next chapter up. I have yet to type it. I'm really sorry. Hang in there, everyone!