Chapter 16A Chapter by Rylan LeifThey just popped out of the ground...like daisies!Chapter 16 It didn’t take long for us to
gather up all we could from the lab. In about ten minutes we managed to fill up
two footlockers with a variety of guns that the Blues had left behind. What was
really cool was that the rainbow guns didn’t need any ammunition at all! As
long as we kept the Womps around they could recharge the guns with energy when
they started to fade. I just
finished closing the second footlocker and strapping the cannon onto my back
when I heard a very familiar hiss. I turned around to see Kobor’s black face
and shining yellow eyes locked on mine. “Kobor!” I
screamed swinging my arms around his neck. You sound surprised to see me. “Can’t I
miss my favourite raptor?” I said roughing up the blue feathers on his head. Good point. If I didn’t get to see me everyday, I’d miss me
too. Kobor
winked. “Where’s
Draak?” I asked. Probably cornering your sister and tackling her. He missed
her like crazy. It’s all he talked about when we were locked up in the pen. I laughed,
“No way! That hard-a*s can’t me that sentimental!” Well you didn’t hear it from me alright? “You can
count on me, I won’t say anything.” I lied. I had every intention to make fun
of him the moment I saw him. Reese loaded
the footlockers onto a dolly while Trix was out hunting for a truck. You’d
never know it by looking at her, but apparently she knew how to hotwire a car.
I was surprised to say the least. “Once I grab
these last few here for the compound X we can haul this dolly outside and get
on our way.” Reese said as she voided the back cabinet of all the black
canisters. I nodded and strapped the two footlockers down onto the dolly. “Just a
second, I’m gonna run back to my room and grab some clothes.” “Right,
that’s probably a good plan. Tell your sister to do the same but try to pack
only necessities like something warm, something for when it’s hot out and a few
pairs of shoes. We don’t need to dress to impress, just to survive.” Reese
threw her canisters into a green backpack and slung it over her shoulder. I turned on
my heels and ran down the hallway towards the rooms, Kobor followed right
behind me. We crossed onto the carpeted floor in silence that was abruptly
halted by a thunderous crash. Kobor and I stopped running as a wave of white
washed over us. It felt cold as it brushed over my skin and it made an odd
fuzzy feeling course through me. When the wave subsided moments later we stood
there confused. “Umm…cool?” I
whispered to Kobor. Suddenly the
ground shifted and shook under our feet knocking us off balance. I fell into
Kobor landing on my butt with a thud. The earth continued to rock like it was
being shook up in a blender. Everything started to spin and I found myself
cursing because everything seemed to be spinning around me nowadays, it was
becoming very inconvenient. When the
shaking stopped I tried to get back to my feet. It was nearly impossible
because my legs had turned to jelly, but I made do with the help of the wall
next to me. Another crash
sounded down the hall. “Oh for
Christ’s sake! I get it! Can everything just stop going to hell for one god
damn minute?” I screamed at the top of my lungs. The crash faded away as though
it was responding to my pleas. “Seriously the sooner we get out of here the
better. Let’s go Kobor.” He tucked his head under my arm to steady me as we
walked towards my room. Naturally, the universe was not so forgiving as to let us
make it to my room without further inconveniences. From under my feet huge
bushes erupted without warning. Carpet and floorboards derailed from the earth
as vegetation sprung up from every corner of the hall. Trees crashed through
the ceiling, shrubs burst from the floor and vines snapped out from the
drywall. Kobor and I were tossed around like ragdolls as plant after plant
exploded from beneath us. We ran to my door and busted it down to evade the
carnage that was storming behind us, only to find that my room was also plagued
by the scourge of overgrown plants. I dove for
the bed, which was now littered with long grass, just as all the plants stopped
growing. I laid there for a minute while Kobor paced around the bed. All was finally quiet. “What do you
think that was about?” I asked Kobor. I think that was a little preview of the universes melding.
Count your lucky stars it was only plants and not animals. Of course,
you could probably guess what happened next. The moment Kobor spoke a roar
sounded from the hallway. I’d like to say I was surprised but at that point I
figured I was the star of poorly written, predictable movie and I accepted it.
I let out a long and tired sigh and poked my head out the door to see what
agent of death was storming down the hall. “Oh how
lovely.” I said monotonously, turning to Kobor. “It’s a stegosaurus the size of
a school bus.” As though it
had become routine, I sauntered over behind the bed and ducked down on all
fours. “You should probably duck your head buddy.” My voice was barely audible
over the crashing footsteps that echoed in from the hall, but nevertheless
Kobor crouched down next to me. The floor shook with such force that my body lifted
a few inches above it with each step the beast took. A loud crash
cascaded through the room and the floor rumbled beneath us, yet again. I held
on to the bed for balance and waited for the roaring, shaking and thumping to
stop. When everything faded back into silence I peeked over the bed to find
that the wall connecting to the hall was destroyed. I could see right through to
the room parallel to mine. As though I was looking through some warped mirror, I
saw Shyloh and Draak’s heads peeping over their bed; mimicking Kobor and I exactly. “Are you as
tired of all this crap as I am?” Shyloh called from across the hall. “Yeah, it’s
kind of becoming…how do I put this? Lackluster?” I replied. Shyloh and Draak
stood up and headed towards my room. “Seriously,
the sooner we get out of here the better. Did you pack up some clothes yet?”
She asked giving me a small hug. “No we just
got in here. Give me a minute and I’ll be good to go.” Shyloh slung her
backpack onto her shoulders and tossed a blue one at me. “You’ll
probably need this.” She said. I didn’t take
my time packing. I threw a couple of t-shirts, two pairs of shoes, some jeans,
a pair of shorts and two hoodies into the bag. All in all, it probably took me
about ten seconds to pack everything up"in record time I might add. “Let’s get
the hell out of here.” I said handing my bag to Kobor. I’d have given him the
cannon but I didn’t think I could trust him to not get trigger happy and fire
off one devastating shot. I would never have shot it, you fool. “You can
never be too safe.” I replied. He nipped at my butt and continued to run. When we
returned to the Portal room it looked completely different. There were plants
everywhere, just like in the hall, and there were live wires flicking in and
out of the walls just itching to start a fire. Reese was sitting on top of the
dolly right in front of the portal with Trix and the Womps by her side. “Are we all
packed and ready to go?” Reese asked. “Yes. Let’s
go. I’m tired of looking at this dump.” Shyloh spat. “You’ll be
happy to know that I found a nice big pickup truck that has one of those horse
trailer things on the back so nobody has to walk.” Trix said with a big smile.
I was ecstatic to hear that because, as I said before, walking 3,000 clicks
would not be a good time and it would make Sylas a very angry panda. “So what’s
the plan?” I asked. Reese hopped
off the dolly and started pushing it towards the hangar doors at the opposite
end of the room. “We get out
of here, pack up the truck, head to a Safeway for food, get to Ontario and kick
the crap out of Priya, Helena and Malcolm.” “That sounds
perfect.” Shyloh replied. “I have to
warn you guys, I was outside when the first wave hit and I gotta tell you…the
city is definitely nothing like how you’ll remember it.” Trix dropped her head
and followed behind Reese. I couldn’t
imagine exactly what she meant but from the looks of the lab, outside couldn’t
have been much prettier. And boy was
she right. © 2012 Rylan Leif |
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