Chapter 14
Dan's POV
"What's up in the his house- yo."
"Does the word 'surprise' mean anything to you?" I called.
I can't believe I'm saying this, but Alex was actually a better fighter than Meg.
He kicked and punched like our lives depended on it- oh wait, they do.
He flipped over, and in midair, through five pies and hit five robots directly on their faces. This is what shocked me; The robots started chanting, "Malfunction, malfunction!" They seem to have a weakness to the pie cream. Every robot that touched pie, fell to the ground.
Robots swarmed him in every direction, everything seemed to be going in slow motion.
He looked doomed, but at the last second (Where do they keep finding them?) took out a knife.
He arched the blade out in a full circle, driving the robots away from him. The next row swarmed him. He jumped up and did a split, kicking two robots.
He took out another blade (Seriously! Where do they get these things!?) and drove them back again. He spun in a circle, swinging the blades as fast as he could. The closest robots spun back, out of control and with a huge dent on their stomachs. He stopped spinning and dodged through a maze of arms trying to hurt him. He jumped up onto the back of a robot and pulled out the energy source. He jumped to another robot, and did the same thing. He kept taking them out, but there were far too many robots to take out then we had time for. Alex jumped off of the robot and started running so fast, it was hard to even see him. He was only a blur to me. Every robot that came in his way was turned into metal pie crumbles.
Alex was hooking ropes together and intricate things I didn't understand.
Like a monkey, he climbed onto one of the shelves bordering the walls of the room. He stepped into a surfing position and said coolly, "Kowabunga."
All of the shelves crashed in together, smashing the robots. The only one left was Alex. He simply said, "Holla."
He grabbed a remote out of the unconscious Ian's hand. He pressed a button and the cage flew back up to the ceiling.
I ran over to Alex. "Where did you learn how to do that?" I asked him.
He shrugged, "Ninja school."
I nearly melted. "Dude, you are my new hero!"
Meg, who had been thinking in the corner said, "Of course! How could I have been so stupid? There is a celestial bronze statue of Hercules in Sparta. The next clue is probably in his sword!
"Respect!" Alex grunted.
Within a few hours, we landed in Sparta.
"Sparta is so beautiful!" Amy said in adoration.
"I don't see what's so great about it." I said.
"Well when ancient Greece was at its peak, Sparta had the strongest army in the world! And Athens had the strongest navy. During the Persian Wars, Athens and Sparta, which were enemies, learned how to work together to defeat Persia and protect Greece. It was really quite remarkable. The Spartans also took great pride in their army, so the boys would start training when they were just seven years old!"
"I lost track at ancient Greece." I said.
So Meg dumbed it down. "Buff people lived here."
"Oh! So I'll like this place!"
We approached a giant statue. It must have been as tall as the Statue of Liberty. And worst of all, the sword was raised about sixty feet taller then the rest of the statue, adding sixty more feet. It was on a slight tilt, but nothing major.
To me and Amy, it was a dead end. But for Meg and Alex, it was an opportunity.
"First one to the sword wins!" Meg yelled.
She and Alex half climbed half ran up the top of the pedestal it stood on.
Meg looked like a graceful gazelle, while Alex looked like a climbing monkey.
They were neck and neck when Alex said, "I'm not going to go easy anymore." He moved so fast, I could only see a blur.
Meg caught up, but had already lost.
"You can never beat me, Sis."
They ventured out dangerously close to falling. Alex inched out closer and closer, balancing on the sword, while Meg, hair flying behind her, just acted like the sword was a balance beam, doing crazy flips and spins, then landing gracefully back on the sword before moving into her next jump. She got there before Alex and opened the tip of the sword. She grabbed the parchment inside of it, and they sprinted back down.
Her British accent rolled out of her mouth. "The ingredient is olive oil." She unrolled the second piece of parchment and read, "Into the deep, ice cold, history. To find this great ships history. On it's first voyage, it shall sink, Dive deep to find the missing link."
She gazed up at us, worry in her eyes. "We are researching the Titanic."
It's done! Yay! There will be a sequel, just don't expect anything soon. And I know that the clues are never like that, I just thought it would be cool to make it all rhyme and what ever. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed, please review, and wait for the sequel.