Right ok everyone IT HAS BEEN A MONTH! Ok not really and excuse for this one except massive writers block and had a few exams, however i did get a lot done in this chapter, mainly Sonny based actually which i was quite surprised about considering i don't really know that much about him, like the way he acts and speak ect.. anyway again sorry for the wait chapter 12 is on it's way but i dunno how long it will be hopefully not a full month but don't keep your hopes up. I WILL FINISH THIS STORY!

R&R and Enjoy :-) again any mistakes please tell me :-)

Chapter 11- Sonny's call

He raced back down the corridor, he didn't even look back, but he was annoyed, not scared maybe worried a little but over all he knew his plan was still going ahead.

"You have not seen anything yet Sonny BlackBones, you may think you have one but this is far from over!" Bleylock shouted as he ran down the empty corridor.

"Omani we have a slight problem with the microchips," said Bleylock coming through the door.

"Yes I am moderating the microchips now, where's Ice-Storm?" Omani stopped working and looked to Bleylock.

"He'll be back soon. Sonny has found out about the frequency of the microchips,"

"That's impossible it is changed every hour, there's no way he could know the frequency now, and Ice-Storm is with this Sonny person I take it,"

"Yes Mr Omani he is, everything will fall into place as long as you keep up the work and both of our goals will be complete,"

"What exactly is your goal Bleylock? I have told you my plans but you keep yours a secret, what are you hiding? We took these players from different teams so I could help people with the different Fluxs', so tell me why I get the feeling your goal is completely different? Also you seem to be very interested in this Sonny person," Bleylock grabbed Omani by the scruff of the neck and lifted him into air. Omani was struggling to breath, he saw Bleylocks face show a lot of anger.

"Don't ever question what I am doing Omani! I helped you fund this little project of yours and if you want to see it completed then I suggest you modify those chips without another word coming from you!" Bleylock let go of Omani and he fell to the floor, Omani gasped for air and he weakly stood up. Omani nodded and he got back to modifying the microchips. Blaylock left without another word and continued to watch the match. Omani looked round and saw that Dark Galactik were still trying to get a goal but with damage done to the microchip he doubt they would win. He couldn't concentrate properly, his mind was telling him that Bleylock had a dark agenda to this plan, this 'Sonny' person should be contacted. Omani had a sudden fear that he was on the wrong side.

Sonny and Corso had got Micro-Ice back to the ship and they laid him down. Since the fight between Sonny and Bleylock, Micro-Ice had become very pale and his breathing also got very shallow. Again they checked his vital signs, they didn't make any sense, they already knew this was due to the Fluxs' Micro-Ice had been exposed to. They didn't want to wake him, first they wanted the microchip out from the back of his neck before they did, Sonny wanted it out as soon as possible, he knew Bleylock or Omani would track it.

"This isn't good," it had been about half an hour since Micro-Ice came, Sonny didn't leave the room.

"What is it Corso?"

"The microchip can't be removed,"

"Why?"

"It's connected to his cervical nerve and if we try to remove it he could be paralyzed or worse if the microchip causes Micro-ice such a shock, it'll kill him, that's not the end of it, they're two microchips but the other one doesn't seem to be in a vital area,"

Sonny looked back to Micro-Ice even though they had got him back, found out ample information, Sonny still felt they were losing. By now Sonny had a few ideas what Bleylock would be doing, during the fight he wanted to deter Bleylock by talking about the frequency, obviously it didn't work. But one thing was still on his mind. Why would he let Micro-Ice go so easily? Then it hit him, if the microchip could change its frequency then it can give one off that can be tracked.

"Corso could the microchip give off more than one signal?"

"What are you getting at Sonny?"

"Think about it Bleylock wanted a Snowkid for the Breath, but what if that wasn't his only reason for taking him?

"What would be the other reason?" Corso got what Sonny meant but couldn't figure out what the second reason would be.

"Bleylock knew we would get involved, I bet you he was going to go for D'jok originally so it would be personal to me but something must have changed his mind. Bleylock wanted the get to me and the pirates, I bet you the microchips were designed to give off frequencies nothing is stopping Bleylock tracking the frequencies straight to this location,"

"Sir we have an incoming message," said one of the pirate members waking in. Sonny told him to divert it to the computer in his quarters.

"Everyone get back to work," said Sonny to the other pirates. "Corso?" Sonny looked over to him.

"He may need some help whilst your out, I'll stay here, you'll tell me later Sonny," Corso walked next to Micro-Ice, another pirate member walked in and Sonny walked into his quarters.

"Who is this?" Sonny said as he turned on the screen. Soon after he spoke an image popped up.

"Is this Sonny Black… I'son? What are you doing there?" Sonny was slightly shocked to see him there. He saw Hanson Omani look him over, he probably couldn't believe it either, there was a few seconds of silence before Sonny spoke.

"Hanson I was asked by the pirates to help out, you know what you're doing and we both know it is dangerous, you need to stop this," Hanson looked down.

"I couldn't agree more with you I'son. I don't know if the pirates told you but I'm working with Bleylock, at first I thought his intentions were like mine but I do not believe that anymore,"

"His intentions were never like yours Hanson, the pirates need your help, they have one of the players but they can't remove the microchip,"

"Even the pirates can't stop my microchips, now that is surprising, I will help you remove it I just don't know how I can get away from Dark Galactiks room,"

"If you help the pirates they could help you too, the pirates can make things happen, but that's only if you help them," Sonny starred to the computer screen, he knew Micro-Ice was in bad shape and this was probably there one shot to get the microchips out of him. He looked back to Omani who hadn't decided yet.

"I'son I want to help you but, Bleylock will know something is up, he seems to be very interested in this 'Sonny Blackbones' person. Maybe after the match I could meet you at the pitch, maybe then I could help," Sonny quietly sighed in relief.

"Thankyou Hanson, maybe then we can get these microchips out of him,"

"Microchips?"

"Yes there are two in his neck,"

"I'son… I only put one in his neck,"

The screen went black, Omani tried to get another connection but the screen remained blank, he had a feeling something was up, where ever they were. He went back down to modifying the microchips that were going to be installed to the other players after the match ended, he knew what he was doing was wrong and he hoped that meeting I'son again and with his help they could start to right his wrongs. He looked up to another screen and saw there was only seconds till the end of the match, the SnowKids were still in front, he knew Bleylock wouldn't be too pleased, but he had to see I'son all the same after all of these years hating him, he ended up being right.

"And it's the end of the match. The SnowKids win!"

Yay i got it done and Hanson is now realizing yay! anyway the next chapter will have a few twists in it and it will be long cos i am nearing the end of the story ( i think XD)

any way till next time readers CHOW!