Chapter 6: There is a Way

[Sheen and Carl wake up after a good night's rest, and head over to see the tech specialist. They come across what looks like an ape]

Carl: Hey Sheen. I don't see the tech guy anywhere. Only this monkey.

Nesmith: That's because I'm the technology specialist, and no I'm not a monkey. I'm an ape, but call me Nesmith. You two must be Carl and Sheen. I was informed about you.

Sheen: Wait if you're an ape, how can you talk?

Nesmith: That's a good question. You see, I'm also from Earth as one of the animals that were sent into space. A sudden wormhole showed up teleporting me billions of light-years across space and granting me the ability to speak.

Carl: The way he speaks reminds me of Jimmy.

Sheen: Anyway, we need a way to get home. Do you have anything that could take us back?

Nesmith: Unfortunately, we do not have a ship that could get past the upper defense systems. Your craft would be shot down in a matter of nano-seconds.

Carl: How about anything that could let us send a message across space back to our planet?

Nesmith: There is only one place on Zeenu that might have access to intergalactic communication. However it's gonna be difficult to get to since it's heavily guarded by thousands of killing machines. They best option might be stealth while we get a squad distracting the others. I'll tell Aseefa about the plan while you two get ready.

[Nesmith leaves while Carl and Sheen head the base's armory. They take their weapons. Carl's is an acid blower while Sheen has twin laser pistols]

Carl: I'm kinda nervous. What if this doesn't work and the machines kill us.

Sheen: This is gonna be tough, but we can make it through and get a message back home. Hopefully Jimmy will pick us up pretty soon.

Carl: You think so?

Sheen: Of course. We've been through worse. Jimmy's bound to find us after we relay the information across space.

[The speaker suddenly turns on]

Speaker: Squad Delta. Get to your TTCs! Carl and Sheen, meet Nesmith in the Stealth Craft.

Sheen: That's our cue. Best of luck to us buddy.

Carl: Best of luck.