"Wow!" shouted Zeon, stepping back just as Laval slumped over the controls of the helicopter; Emmet jumping back with such shock that he almost tripped over his own feet. He turned to look at Wyldstyle, his mouth opening to say something.
But nothing came out; he simply closed his mouth again afterwards, his eyes still wide in shock at what had just happened.
"What the heck?!" asked Perri, grabbing Wyldstyle's shoulder and turning her around to face her; a disbelieving look in her eye.
"I mean, I've done some sort of strange things in my life, but this…this is just…wrong! You killed him!" exclaimed Perri.
But through this, Wyldstyle didn't break her composure; instead, she reached into the storage unit she had taken the gun out of, grabbing another one of the blue canister that was on the gun, with the one on the gun having changed from a light blue to a dark blue, and replaced the two canisters so that the one on the gun was now light blue again.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Quick; we have to get him on a stretcher. We've only got a few minutes," said Wyldstyle, taking to both Zeon and Emmet before she turned to face Perri, adding, "We need to get going; like, now!"
Zeon and Emmet both looked at one another, the same thought going through both their heads; was any of this actually happening, or whether they had both eaten something that was making them hallucinate?
"C'mon guys, he's only out for a couple minutes before he wakes up. We've got to get him through the security checkpoints, get him on the rocket and launch before both he wakes up, and the guys in the space station realize that we're not working for the Agency," said Wyldstyle, before she approached a small, thin storage unit that was against the side of the helicopter and it opened up.
A long, white stretcher slowly lowered down the ground, before it started hovered at waist level to all of the standing figures; high enough for them to put someone on it, and carry them.
"Come on, then; help me!" said Wyldstyle, setting the gun down and approached the unconscious Chimaian, trying to pick him up from the console he was slumped over.
Zeon was hesitant immediately, glancing sideways at Perri; she shrugged her shoulders, not really knowing what was going through Wyldstyle's head either.
But Emmet, trusting that his girlfriend didn't have some alternate agenda, walked over to Laval and helped Wyldstyle lift him to his feet, and drag him over to the floating stretcher.
Once Laval was lying down on the stretcher and Wyldstyle had secured him down, Wyldstyle turned back to face Emmet and said, "Push him. We need to get a move on."
Emmet glanced at Perri and Zeon, wondering what they were going to do, and whether or not they were going to go along with this. "Uh, guys…are you…well, coming with us?" asked Emmet, scratching the back of his head; he wasn't sure if it was just him, but the Agent uniform he was wearing felt…itchy.
"Well, we're not going to let you take all the credit for finding the Trinity Crystals, but…" started Zeon, turning to look at Perri, as though for help without words.
Perri picked up on what Zeon was trying to get him to do, turned back to face Wyldstyle and added, "It's just…well, this is a bit unexpected for you to do this. I mean, you just attacked one of your friends!"
"Like I said, I've got something planned. Now, come on!" said Wyldstyle, repeating herself for what seemed like the tenth time, before she turned to push Laval's stretcher along. The stretcher continued from the momentum Wyldstyle pushed it with.
Emmet side glanced at the others behind him, before he walked onwards after Wyldstyle; though these two guys were starting to grow on him, he still chose Wyldstyle before anything.
He walked alongside her, saying, "What if he doesn't stay asleep for the time we need him to be?"
Wyldstyle turned her head to look at Emmet, and said, "We'll think of something."
Emmet nodded slightly, falling silent as he glanced behind him once again; Zeon and Perri were following them now, though they did seem a bit reluctant to go along with this.
The climbed out of the helicopter, the weather starting to take a turn for the worse as it had begun to rain; the rain growing heavier by the second, causing Emmet to hold one of his arms over his forehead to keep his eyesight unobscured.
They saw the entrance of the space station in front of them, guarded by two guards; oddly enough, it looked as though the guards were wearing similar, if not the same, type of uniform that Emmet and the others were now wearing.
One of the guards stepped forward, the rain being kept out of his eyes from a black baseball cap, with a golden 'A' over the right side of the bulletproof vest, and approached the group of approaching 'Agents'.
"What business do you have here?" asked the guard, his tone rather gruff and to the point; Emmet knew that this was not the time to mess around.
"We're here because of orders from HQ; we're going to test the effects of zero gravity on a Chimaian being," said Wyldstyle, her tone strangely official and trying to keep straight faced as she faced the tough-looking guard.
The bulletproof-wearing guard raised an eyebrow slightly, before he gruffly said, "I need some proof before I can let you in."
Wyldstyle paused for a minute, trying to think of something to say; even she hadn't thought of this coming up as evidence.
Emmet, seeing Wyldstyle was struggling to think of something to say, and tried to think of something to say for Wyldstyle.
Then, that rare old thing happened; Emmet.
Had.
An.
Idea.
Quickly, he reached into the pocket of his new jumpsuit and pulled out what he found in the pocket; the latest mobile phone, an iBrick 5B, and it had a voice manipulator app.
The idea grew into something that could be plausible thing to do, and Emmet quickly turned around and began muttering into the iBrick after activating the app.
"What's he doing?" asked the guard, gesturing to Emmet's back.
Wyldstyle side glanced at her boyfriend, before looking behind her to look at the other two; to see if they had any idea what Emmet was doing.
But both Perri and Zeon shook their heads, turning to look at Emmet just as the Master Builder finished doing whatever he was doing.
"Uh, yeah, this should be enough proof," said Emmet, his voice taking a comical turn of the authority tone Wyldstyle had just used.
The security guard glanced at Emmet, before he looked down at the iBrick and taking it from Emmet and looking it over.
"What are you doing?" asked Wyldstyle in a whisper, side glancing at Emmet, a glare to her gaze.
"Trust me," whispered Emmet, keeping himself facing forward as he waited for the security guard.
The security guard looked over the iBrick before he pressed the 'PLAY' icon on the screen.
"Um, yes…*clears throat*, this is Agent Chase. This is clearance information for this group of agents to perform the experiment they are here to do," said the recording, the voice sounding a bit like Agent Chase; though it sounded a bit…off.
"Hmm…alright, you're cleared," said the security guard, handing the phone back to Emmet, who took it back with a smile and slipped it into his pocket.
Wyldstyle, her eyes widened a little in shock, glanced behind her to look at Perri and Zeon; only to find that they had the same looks as she did. They couldn't believe what Emmet had just been able to do.
Emmet smiled and said to the others, "Come on then," as he grabbed onto the stretcher, dragging it with Laval into the building, leaving the others behind for a few seconds as they were still recovering from the shock of what Emmet had performed.
After they shook the shock out of their system, Wyldstyle, Perri and Zeon all rushed forward, catching up after Emmet after they found him waiting just around the corner of the entrance.
"How..?" asked Wyldstyle, her voice still stunned a bit.
Emmet shrugged a little, saying, "It was the first thing I thought of, and thought it would work."
Wyldstyle smiled, impressed, while the other two kept an eye out for anymore security guards. "Come on guys, we need to get to the space ship before we get spotted," said Perri, gently pushing Wyldstyle's back as Zeon grabbed the other end of the stretcher, helping Emmet move the unconscious Lion King.
They walked down the plain white walls of the building, trying to find some indications that would help them find how to get onto the space ship. They walked around for several minutes, passing several of the same signs a couple times, even going around in circles briefly before Zeon pointed this out.
"Where do we get to this rocket?" asked Zeon at long last, as it was starting to get annoying for him, and the others; they just hadn't said it yet.
Two guards walked out of a side room in front of them, before one of the spotted them.
"Hey!" one of the shouted, pointing his gun at the four.
But, like most movies, they weren't going to listen.
"Run!" shouted Wyldstyle, grabbing the back of the stretcher and running away with the stretcher and Laval. The other three quickly ran after Wyldstyle.
"Why don't they listen? Why don't we just say 'run?'" asked the other guard, before they both ran after the intruders.
Emmet ran after Wyldstyle, ducking his head quickly as bullets ricocheted off the walls, barely missing his face and the others' head.
"Take a right!" he shouted, just before they reached a corridor that lead three ways; forward, left and right.
Wyldstyle, Perri and Zeon all went to the right.
Emmet went to the left.
When he released that the others had taken the right way, Emmet backtracked and ran the other way; barely dodging a bullet, that went right past his face.
The way he saw it, it looked as though it was passing by his face in slow motion.
Once he recovered, he caught up with the others; and they seemed to have found the way to the space ship.
"Emmet this way!" said Wyldstyle, waving her arm about as she and the others ran up the ladder towards the cockpit.
Emmet grabbed onto the ladder and rapidly climbed after the others, climbing into the space ship and slammed the door shut; he looked around and spotted, strangely, a broom, grabbing it and sticking it under the handle of the door, keeping anyone from getting into it from the outside.
"We've gotta go!" said Emmet, as Wyldstyle took the pilot's seat and began the launch sequence of the space ship.
"On it; everyone, get a seat. It's going to be a little rough," warned Wyldstyle. Though the warning seemed to be pointless, since the next second, Wyldstyle finished the start-up sequence and pulled the final lever and the rockets suddenly started.
The rocket was propelled into the sky, the supports coming off from the sides of the rocket. From the force of the rocket's boosters, Emmet, being the only one who hadn't managed to grab a seat in the time, was flung back to the base of the cockpit, the force keeping him pinned to the rocket.
The other three that were in seats were forced back into the very back of their seats, their cheeks flapping wildly as they picked up speed, the rocket shooting off into the sky.
From the ground, coming out from the shadows, the bike-helmet wearing figure that had just appeared from the Dark Realm with a flash of dark red light.
Looking up as the rocket soared off into the distance, the figure looked at the advanced device on his wrist, and tapped a button.
"They're on the move. Alert the Conquistador," said the figure, his voice distorted as ever.
I know it's been a while, but here's the latest chapter :)
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