TaRa NoVa
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Post by TaRa NoVa on Feb 25, 2007 23:21:47 GMT -5
Lol, clever idea with Arty having the flu and stuff. I'm still hooked so far. Keep up the good work! ^.^
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 27, 2007 22:11:58 GMT -5
Chapter four is on it's way. I'm working on it.
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Post by Holly Short on Mar 21, 2007 21:02:48 GMT -5
Drumroll please. Here is chapter four.
Chapter 4: A Lame Excuse
Chute E37.
Holly was on her way down the chute, her bowed lips blowing back in her due to the g-force, from the speed of shuttle. She made sure that all of the controls to her shuttle worked, she checks the rudders and wings, like an airplane pilot does before taking off. Holly then waits for the time the magma flare erupts, she sits in the titanium egg and runs a systems check. If Holly didn’t run a systems check, she would get Foaly in a little panicking frenzy, so she does what she is told. She didn’t want to have the same thing that happened to her when she was still running simulation flights, like the time she didn’t check the brakes, and her pod wouldn’t stop. Fortunately, she had air bags in that pod, the pod wasn’t in the best of shape, and Foaly sulked for a week.
“Holly, make sure you run a system check. You remember what happened last time you didn’t run the check.” Holly frowned. “Yes, Foaly. I know, I know. The simulation that went bizarre, don’t remind me. All systems are go, Foaly.”
Foaly perked up his pointy centaur ears. “Good, just don’t wreck the pod this time. Okay?”
Fowl Manor, Ireland
Artemis Fowl was sitting in his office chair, with a runny nose, a terrible cough, and a bad case of throwing up. Artemis was surprised, he never got sick. So he was doing one of the things he does best: making Butler’s life miserable. Butler hated it when Artemis got sick, between Artemis’ whining and throwing up, he couldn’t think straight.
“Master Artemis, why don’t you call your pediatrician? Remember, he always has lollipops.” Artemis sneered. “I told you, Butler. I don’t like lollipops!” Artemis covered his mouth, whenever he’d say that word. He’d feel embarrassed.
“Maybe we should get the doctor out here, Master Artemis.” Artemis sulked. “I don’t like the doctor, he always pricks my finger, and puts that cold stethoscope on my chest.” Butler nodded. “I thought you were the big tough Artemis Fowl II, whose name demands respect and fear.”
Artemis scowled. “I am what you just said. I just don’t like the doctor.” Butler chortled. “Whatever you say, Master Artemis.”
Holly was outside of Fowl Manor’s gates. She knew what she had to do: get Artemis to help her find the Fairy Ring and remember to slap him in the back of the head when this mission was over. She turned on her shield, and searched around the house. She rose to the altitude of one hundred feet, to get an aerial view of the property, she turned on her thermal vision the find the two Mud Men, well one was a Mud Weasel. But that’s beside the point. She then landed at the gates then she found there in the bushes, a LEPretrival officer was in the bushes. It was none other than Grub Kelp. Trouble Kelp’s whiney little kid brother.
“Grub? What are you doing here?” Holly startled Grub. “Ahh! Oh, it’s just you, Captain Short. What are doing here? Holly sneered, though she did feel sorry for Grub. “I just asked you the same question!” Grub whined. “You don’t have to get mean, I was just doing my brother’s job while he’s in the infirmary. I heard that some fawn thing took that Fairy Ring.” Holly winced. “Yes, that was my fault. I’m here to get the little Mud Maggot’s help.”
Grub smirked, he loved to tease people, because he was always the one who got teased. “Wait. This entire incident is all your fault? I never thought I’d live to see the day when the girlie gets the blame!”
Holly sneered, this time an even meaner sneer. “Shut up, Kelp!” Grub winced when Holly screamed. “I’m sorry! I was just having a good time! Gee, what does it take to laugh at someone else for a change.”
Holly ignored Grub, and went into Artemis’ house. She flew to the top of the staircase and saw Artemis in his little computer room. His features looked paler then usual. Then Holly spoke.
“Hello, Artemis. You don’t look so good.”
“Hello, Holly. I have the Hong Kong flu, I’d stay back if I were you.”
Holly nodded. “I need your help, Artemis.”
“If you need my help, you can’t get it right now. I can’t do anything, so you’re going to have to do it yourself.”
Holly bit her lip. “You little Mud Swine! I need your help! And all your gonna do is mope and puke all day? How dare you!”
Artemis winced because of his headache. “I’m not helping and that’s that!”
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Grub Kelp
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Post by Grub Kelp on Mar 22, 2007 0:37:25 GMT -5
Huzzah! You tossed Grub in there, LOL! Nice job.
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TaRa NoVa
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Post by TaRa NoVa on Mar 24, 2007 10:04:16 GMT -5
Nice chapter! I can't wait to see more about your villain character.
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 6, 2007 19:54:22 GMT -5
Thanks! Here's the next chapter, stand by for fighting!
Chapter 5: Scum and Villainy
Holly was sneering at Artemis, because he was feeling sorry for himself; as usual. “Get out of bed you dirty little Mud Rat! We’ve got a job to do! And all you can do is lie in bed, covering your head?”
Artemis covered his head with the comforter, he winced and whined because Holly was yelling at him in a angry and shrill voice.
“Holly, my head is in the most intense pain, my legs feel like they have two-hundred pound sandbags on me, and all you can do is scream at me? I wish I could help, but I’m sick, so I can’t help you.”
Artemis’ little feel-sorry-for-myself attitude was getting on Holly’s nerves. So she finally decided to rabbit punch him out of bed. Holly pulled her leg up, and released it. So that the sole of her heavy combat boots hit Artemis right in the forehead. She could swear there was a boot mark right in the middle of his head.
Artemis whined. “The really hurt! You could have just pushed me out! Why did you kick me?”
Holly smirked. “Because, you’re a selfish little nose-wiping boy! And, I still don’t like you for capturing me when were a snotty little twelve-year-old!”
Artemis rubbed his forehead. “All right, you have my attention. What do you want? I need the full story.”
Holly sighed. “It starts like this. Me and Private Chix Verbil, were guarding a special and important artifact called, the Fairy Ring. Some type of fawn named, Terror Solest. He stole the ring, and this ring has the power to control all of nature. So, I need your help with this. Because if he figures out how to use it, I’ll be held accountable.”
Artemis smiled his trademark vampiric smile. “What’s the reward?” Holly bared her teeth. “There is no reward! Other than if you help me, my foot won’t connect with you little Mud Boy behind!” Artemis winced, Holly had one heck of a kick with her right foot. He just experienced that a moment ago, and that was on his forehead. “All right, Captain Short. I’ll help, but will you heal me with your magic? I’m really sick, and I’m in no condition to be outside or underground.”
Holly rolled her eyes. “You’re such a whiney little Mud Boy, Fowl.” Holly placed her hands on Artemis’ chest and blue sparks raced down her fingers. She muttered. “Heal.” Artemis found that he wasn’t so pale anymore, his skin pigment was back to normal: pale.
“Feeling better you big Mud Baby? You want a bottle and a bib while I’m at it?” Holly asked sarcastically.
Artemis frowned. “Now is not a time to be sarcastic, Holly. We need to find this little Fairy Ring of yours.”
Haven City
Mulch Diggums, the filthy little dwarf convict that Commander Julius Root hated so much. Was taking a dirt nap. No he wasn’t dead, literally he was sleep in the dirt, was dreaming that he was the most wanted convict underground. Then all of a sudden he woke up.
“D’arvit,” Mulch swore, “that was a beautiful dream! It was filled with mud and dirt! And now it’s all gone.” Mulch still had a communicator to contact anyone he pleased. But he ignored that. He crawled out of his dirty place to see what was going on outside of the hole he had dug. He stuck his head out of the hole to see if any LEPrecon officers were looking for him. Chix happened to pass by, for a moment in Chix’s entire life. He happened to notice Mulch’s little hole. He stuck his head inside to see if anyone was in there. Then he noticed Mulch.
“Hey, Mulch! What are you doing in there? Hiding from me? I knew you were scared of me!”
Mulch snarled. “Chix! Shut up! I’m trying to hide from the Recon squads outside.”
Chix nodded. “Oh sorry. I was just wondering if you were in there.”
Mulch clenched his teeth. “Yes I’m in here, and if you tell any of your buddies. I swear on my bum-flap I’ll hunt you down and bite your head off!”
Chix pulled down his sunglasses. “Just don’t touch the shades! The girls love the shades.”
Fowl Manor, Ireland
Holly was playing with her wrist computer, when she then realized she could contact Mulch Diggums. She pressed the contact button to contact the filthy dwarf. Artemis nodded. “Who are you calling?” Holly glared at him. “What’s it to you, Mud Maggot?”
Artemis sneered. “Stop calling me things that involve the word “Mud” I hate that.”
Holly smirked. “Suck it up, Mud Weasel. I’m making contact. Mulch are you there?”
Mulch’s voice crackled through the tiny speaker. “I copy, Holly.”
Holly was relived. “I need you for something very important. Got it?”
Mulch sighed. “Yes I’ve got it.”
Holly smiled. “Okay, meet me at Fowl Manor. Pronto.”
Mulch winked. “That’s a big ten-four, Holly.”
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Post by Grub Kelp on Apr 9, 2007 21:04:24 GMT -5
Looking good! Keep going.
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 9, 2007 21:15:17 GMT -5
I am. Stand by for severe whining.
Chapter 6: The Six Amigos
Haven City, in a Tunnel
Mulch was getting ready to go topside. He had a best pal named, Doodah Day. It was a great friendship, although Mulch was like Pumbaa and Doodah was like Timon. Doodah was going to go topside with Mulch also, due to them being partners. Mulch was packing a knapsack full of food and his favorite, dirt. Doodah was chewing on an anchovy, mumbling under his breath at Mulch.
“Mulch, why the heck do we have to help LEP officers for? LEP officers arrest guys like us!”
Mulch nodded. “Because, Holly is my friend. It’s a love hate relationship.”
The pixie retorted. “I can understand why. Your hairy, you’re dirty, and you stink like a thousand trolls used you as a back scratcher. I mean it, you smell like filth.”
Mulch was at first insulted. “Am I really that dirty?” Doodah explained. “Mulch, you’re a dwarf! It’s a compliment.”
Mulch snorted a cheerful snort. “Oh! Thank you!”
Doodah rolled his eyes. “Your welcome, best buddy.”
Haven City Underworld
Down in the Haven City underworld, were many abandoned warehouses. One of which Opal Koboi used as a secret hideout. She was the one who was pulling the strings on the fawn, Terror Solest. A dark figure in the shape of a female was in a corner of the warehouse, like a cat curled up in a chair. Terror Solest entered the building as fast as the infamous Mud Man fictional character, Spring Heeled Jack. The fawn then spoke with his evil snake like voice.
“I have what you requested, my master.” The fawn snarled.
The dark figure spoke. “You have done well. Now give me the item.”
The fawn scowled. “You remembered our agreement right? You pay me.”
The figure turned around. “I’ll pay for it. I’ll pay for it with your life if you don’t give it to me.” The fawn sneered. “Fine. Here it is. I retrieved it from the Haven museum. It wasn’t that hard, only two LEP officers. Captain Holly Short, I believe it was. I mesmerized her.”
Opal Koboi emerged from the shadows. “Short, has stood in my way once too many times! She will fall as soon as she succumbs with me again!”
The fawn backed away. “Shall I kill her? Do you want it blood and gore, or the quick painless not messy way?”
Opal scowled. “I want to kill her myself! I don’t hire any idiot to do my killings! I do them myself!”
The murderous fawn snarled at Opal. “Fine! I’m the best killer there ever was! And you’re turning down my offer? I’ve killed five elves and eight gnomes, and I think I might just add a pixie to the list!”
Opal didn’t look threatened. “I don’t care if you’ve killed eighty trolls just by looking at them! Short is mine! And that’s final!” Police Plaza
Trouble Kelp had finally recuperated from his injury, and was back to work again. He was worried about his brother, Grub Kelp. Grub had been patrolling the perimeter around Fowl Manor for a while. He just hoped that the giant Mud Man didn’t wish to seek revenge for Grub hitting him with a buzzbaton. That wouldn’t be a pretty sight, he didn’t want Butler to squash Grub like an insignificant insect, and he didn’t want Grub to come home with another war story. Trouble waited in the Police Plaza lobby to see if he could hear from Foaly.
Trouble paced the floor. “I sure hope Grub is ok, I hope he isn’t dead. If he is, mommy will kill me!”
Foaly’s voice came through the speaker. “Captain Trouble Kelp, we need you on a topside mission. Captain Short could use your help.”
Trouble would have clapped his hands for joy, but being teamed up with Corporal Grub Kelp wasn’t the best thing under the world. Trouble perked up. “You mean I get to go above ground?” Foaly retorted. “That’s what I said wasn’t it?”
Trouble scowled. “Don’t act like a jerk civilian! I’m a higher rank than you are! And besides, you aren’t even a rank!” Trouble slammed his helmet on his head in disgust, hoping that this wouldn’t turn out to be a disaster. Trouble spoke again. “When is the next hotshot?” Foaly’s obnoxious centaur voice pierced through Trouble’s earpiece. “Thirty seconds.” Trouble smirked. “All the time in the world.”
Shuttle Port E1
Trouble leaped into a titanium egg and ran a systems check. He was satisfied that everything was fine. The magma flare hit the pod, and sent it spiraling into a raging lava inferno.
Fowl Manor
Corporal Grub Kelp got word that his brother Trouble was headed for Fowl Manor. He was delighted that there was finally someone to whine and moan at. He spoke with his whiney little voice.
“Trub had better be coming up here, he’s supposed to be my side, mommy said!”
Holly rolled her eyes. “Grub, do us all a favor and shut up!”
Grub gasped. “I’m telling mommy the you told me to shut up! It’s not nice. Mommy told people to do nice-nice to other people, Captain.”
Holly sighed. “I don’t care what your mommy said! Just keep patrolling!”
Grub whined (what else is new). “How can I patrol when I have a thorn in my finger? That mean rose bush put a thorn in my finger, and it hurts!”
Holly scowled. “Pull it out if it hurts so bad!”
Grub started to cry. “I can’t, It’ll hurt even more!”
Artemis retorted. “Is that all he does?”
Holly sneered. “You don’t know the half of it.”
E1 Tara, Topside Trouble had finally made it to Tara. It was as usual, sprawling with hippies and freaks. Trouble ignored them, started his Double-Dex wings, and headed off for Fowl Manor.
Fowl Manor, Ireland
Mulch Diggums and Doodah Day had finally arrived at Fowl Manor, Trouble soon followed after them. Doodah Day was disgusted. “We come all the way up here to see a whiner, a snobby LEPrecon officer, and a pasty-faced Mud Weasel? Is this some sort of a joke?”
Trouble finally arrived. “Hey! What’d I miss?”
Grub ran up to embrace his brother. “Oh, brother! Thank goodness you’re here! They were being mean to me! And I have a thorn in my finger!”
Trouble grabbed the thorn. “There, it’s out.”
Grub broke out into tears. “That really hurt!”
Holly sneered at the Kelp brothers’ little reunion. “We have a job to do! Now let me explain the plan.”
Chapter 7: A Devised Plan
Holly was explaining her plan on how to get the Fairy Ring back. She was trying to devise the plan, but she couldn’t concentrate because of Grub Kelp’s constant whining. It was beginning to get on her nerves, and she was beginning to wonder how the heck he got into the LEP and she was wondering even more how he got into Section Eight. But she could wonder later when the Ring was back in their hands.
Holly scowled. “Trouble, can you shut your whiney little brother up? It’s getting on my nerves!”
Trouble glared at Grub. “What the heck is your problem?”
Grub’s eyes grew larger and more pathetic. “When you pulled that thorn out of my finger it really hurt! You need to be more gentle, mommy said!”
Trouble sneered. “I don’t care what mommy said, Corporal! You need to get over the fact that I’m not mommy!”
Grub put his wounded finger in his mouth. “Don’t yell at me! You know I don’t like it when you yell!”
Trouble hissed. “I don’t care what you don’t like! You need to get over it, Corporal!”
Grub muttered to himself. “Mommy’s right, you’re only a baby.” Trouble hissed. “What are you muttering about?”
Grub mumbled. “You’re such a baby.” Trouble gave Grub a dirty look. “I heard that you worm! You just called me a baby! Shut up and listen to what Holly has to say!”
Grub finally settled down, like a preschooler after having too much candy. Considering Grub acted like a preschooler. But that was beside the point. Holly finally opened her mouth to speak now that Grub had stopped his sniveling.
“Alright, I have a very strong feeling that Opal Koboi is behind this entire plot. So I think we’re going to have to put our heads together, and use each of our unique abilities. Like Mulch can pass tunnel wind. Doodah, you have a big mouth but you can sweet talk people. Grub has the ability to whine people to the point of insanity. Trouble, you have a great amount of bravery and brains. And Artemis is an extremely smart cookie. So we each have very special and unique abilities, so lets put them to use.”
Grub interrupted. “I have brains too, you know! I’m smart, and I’m brave! I faced down the giant Mud Man!”
Butler burst through the enormous doors to Fowl Manor. “You mean me little man?”
Grub hid behind Trouble. “Brother! Protect me!”
Trouble smirked. “I thought you faced down with him, Grub.”
Grub puffed up his chest, as though it were his ego. “That’s right, I did.”
Police Plaza, Infirmary
The two demon warlocks, No1 and Qwan were acting like a couple of two-year-olds. Qwan was arguing with No1 on how toilet paper goes on the roll.
“No1, you know as well as I do, that you’re supposed to pull down on the toilet paper, not up!”
No1 nodded. “I thought that was the way you were supposed to pull it, sir.”
Qwan argued. “Well, I guess you were wrong weren’t you, No1!”
No1 hung his head in shame. “I’m sorry, sir. That was rude of me.”
Qwan scowled and crossed his arms. “Yes it was.”
Foaly’s voice burst through a speaker in the corner of the ceiling. “You little toads had better get up to the surface! You’re needed at Fowl Manor.”
Qwan leaped for joy. “Yay! We get to go to the surface! I can pull pigeons out of my pants!”
Shuttle Port, E1
No1 and his teacher, Qwan, headed up to the surface. Arguing about the death article in the newspaper along the way.
Fowl Manor, Ireland
The two warlocks had finally made it up to the surface, still arguing about who died. Then finally Qwan found a Jacuzzi filled with water. “Hey, No1! This feels good on my behind!” Qwan then passed some wind and No1 blinked his eyes rapidly. “Sir, what’s that floating in the water?” Qwan blushed. “I think there’s a few little brown fish in here. Quick get some bread!” Really what was floating in the water was warlock waste.
Holly scolded them. “You two are worse than Doodah and Mulch!”
Qwan blushed again. “Sorry.”
Holly resumed back to her plan. “So we need to put this into action, now.”
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Post by Grub Kelp on Apr 9, 2007 21:37:16 GMT -5
Well, that was...interesting. *blink-blink* LOL! I like it when Trouble and Grub get into arguments about what "Mommy said", hehe. I also like Qwan and No1 arguing about the toilet paper. Very funny, LOL!
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 10, 2007 16:17:48 GMT -5
Thanks. I'm writing chapter eight now. I type nearly everyday of my life now.
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 12, 2007 20:30:51 GMT -5
Here is chapter eight.
Chapter 8: The Action Begins
Abandoned Warehouse, Docking Bay 785
Opal Koboi was as content as a cat with a rodent in it’s mouth. She had the ring, and all she had to do was put it on and she would control the universe. But she hesitated, for she wanted to see if Captain Holly Short would show up. Although, she did wait impatiently. She wanted to see Holly Short fall to her knees and beg for mercy. Opal then sighed with impatience. “Where is she? I want Short here now so I can humiliate her in a painful way!”
Terror rolled his orange eyes. “You’re such a drama queen! We need to be patient, Miss Koboi.”
Opal was enraged. “How can I be patient? I’ve been waiting to long for this moment, you stupid fawn! I’m the mastermind here! Me, me, me!”
Terror chuckled. “Funny, I thought you were a mastermind. Not a preschooler.”
Opal hissed. “Silence! One more crack like that, and I’ll take you to the Eleven Elements! Where trolls can eat the flesh and your filthy little fawn hair also! I think I know why I don’t like you, you remind me of Foaly!”
Terror didn’t take it as a threat, let alone a promise. “You’re probably not the brightest crayon in the box.”
Opal threw a tantrum. “I’m smarter than you! I’m smarter than Foaly! I’m smart than anyone! Did you get that?”
Terror swore. “D’Arvit, female! If it weren’t for me, you’d still be working in a vineyard with that nasty old woman making you use a shovel! And you would also be ringless! And this is the thanks I get?”
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Holly and Artemis were setting up thermal charges to blow up the back door. The charges were made wireless, so there was no way of deactivating them. There was a small antenna on both charges, they had a setting on them that could make it an explosion large enough to blow up a very large rock face, or one that could just simply destroy a metal door. Holly thought in her mind. I hope this explosion detonates when Koboi is near one of the doors, maybe it would kill her. That way we could throw her dead corpse into an incinerator and forget she ever existed. But Holly kept that thought to herself.
Artemis burst her thought bubble. “The charges are set, Captain.”
Holly smiled. “Hopefully, of these doors will fall on top of Koboi.”
Artemis nodded. “Isn’t it illegal to kill another fairy?”
Holly smirked. “Not if it’s and accident,” Holly then contacted Trouble, “are you in position, Trouble?”
Trouble responded. “Yes, I’m ready to get this scum.”
Holly gave him the thumbs up. “Excellent. I’m ready to kill, I mean get Koboi.”
Trouble nodded. “You really hate her. Don’t you?”
Holly’s smirk turned into a depressing expression. “She killed Commander Root. That’s the number one reason why I hate her.”
No1 had a little stupid second. “Did you call me, sir?”
The depression disappeared with a sneer to replace it. “I’m not a sir I’m a ma’am, stupid!”
No1 saluted Holly. “Yessir! I’ve got it, sir.”
Holly finally got tired of No1 and decided to ignore the little toad. Although she was a bit sick of him.
Section Eight, Operations Booth
Foaly was as paranoid and stressed as ever, he was trying to track down Opal Koboi as well. But it was a bit hard to do when Ark Sool could track him from Police Plaza. But someone came to help him and relieve his stress, Caballine, the female centaur he had had bumped into at the art gallery. She had a small cute little butterfly voice, shoulder length raven black hair, a black coated horse body, she was dressed like a secretary: a blue denim shirt, she wore glasses like Foaly did, and she was of course: a computer geek.
Caballine talked in her cute little voice. “Stressed out?” Foaly responded. “Stressed out.”
Caballine pulled out a clipboard. “I can help with that. All you need is a sandbag to squeeze, like this stress reliever for example.”
Foaly nodded. “I don’t have time for therapy, Caballine. I need to keep an eye on this computer.”
Caballine wanted to be a therapist, but she didn’t have time. Between being a sculptor and a journalist for PPTV, it was kind of stressful. But Caballine always had a smile on her face, no matter a good situation or a bad situation.
Caballine spoke up. “Is there anything I can help with?”
Foaly tapped his fingers. “I’m afraid not. I’m the only one who can do this job.”
Abandoned Warehouse, Docking Bay 785
Everyone was in position: the charges were set, the computers were ready, and everything was going according to plan. No one was to do anything until Holly gave the word. Grub was whining at how smelly it was because of the smell of old fish. Mulch was as usual: being a pig. Doodah was complaining. And Artemis was job figuring some equations in his brain. Holly was tapping her foot because all of them were slacking off, and Artemis was not known to slack off.
Holly grimaced. “What are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be concentrating on your job?”
Artemis looked up. “I’m sorry, Captain. I’m not the one that’s supposed to slack off. Considering that I’m the most important figure here.”
Holly scowled. “Stuff it, Mud Boy! I meant everyone!”
Grub whimpered. “We can’t all be action heroes, Captain Short.”
Trouble pulled his leg back and booted Grub in the behind. “Get moving, Corporal!”
Grub burst into tears. “Ouch! That hurt! I’m telling mommy you kicked my behind! And I’m also going to tell her you made me cry.”
Artemis nodded, this puzzle was hard for even him to solve. “How on earth did he get into LEPrecon?”
Holly shrugged. “Beats me. Enough small talk! Initiate the plan!”
Grub rubbed his behind. “If we keep yelling like this, Koboi is definitely going to find out we’re here.”
Trouble patted his brother on the shoulder. “Good call, Grub.”
What Trouble said just blew Grub’s head. “Thanks! I’m good at commanding. Wait. I’m not talking to you, Trub. You kicked me!”
Trouble’s smile went away then and there. “Quit whining, Grub. You really need to toughen up, so begin that right now.”
Grub had the audacity to get bent out of shape. “That’s Corporal Grub to you!”
Trouble snarled. “I’m the older brother! So stop trying to make me respect you!”
Grub crossed his arms and sulked. “Mommy’s right, you’re only a baby.”
Holly interrupted. “I really hate to interrupt this little brotherly argument. But this isn’t mommy’s house! Get into position, now! Artemis, detonate the charges!”
Artemis pressed the detonation button. “Yes, Captain.”
A stream of electricity sent a signal to the antennae, the current sparked a detonation chip that started the countdown. These bombs were really used to blow up solid limestone to build freeways in Haven City. But in a situation like this, these charges were needed. The doors blew up into a million pieces of flying missiles. If there weren’t a bunker in the area, it would have sliced through everyone like thousands of tiny knives. Opal saw the blast, and then Holly, Trouble, Grub, Mulch, Artemis, and Doodah rushed in.
As soon as they got into the warehouse, goblins were standing in the doorway with Softnoses charged and ready to kill. Holly pulled out her Neutrino and turned the blast up to full. She knocked ten goblins unconscious. Mulch bit off a goblin’s feet by accident. Trouble kicked some goblin’s down, Doodah whacked a bunch of goblins with a small swordfish, and Grub whined at a bunch of them until their ears were ringing.
Qwan saw goblin and handed him a bottle to give to his comrades. What they didn’t know was that it was a laxative. “Here, drink this. It’ll make you more powerful!” The goblin drank some of the laxative, and passed it down to his buddies. In just one minute, they had all come down with a case of the squirts. They goblins all yelled together. “Bathroom!”
Qwan twirled the laxatives, and jammed the bottles into a holster like a cowboy. “Gets them everytime, No1.” No1 nodded. “I’ll bet it does, sir.”
Terror finally jumped out and nicked Holly’s arm with his razor sharp talons. Trouble kicked Terror Solest in the head and knocked him into a barrel of fish. Trouble went to hit him again, but the fawn was to fast for him. Terror pulled a sword out of it’s scabbard, and with one swift slice, he sliced Trouble’s arm off.
Trouble looked down and saw his severed arm lying on the floor, blood dripped off the joint where his arm had once been. Trouble was shocked. He screamed because of the pain. Blue sparks raced down his arm, he had just enough magic to stop the bleeding, but not enough to save his arm. Trouble struggled to get up, he finally got up and pursued the fawn, and he pursued him over to a waterfall. Terror jumped forward, to try and slice off Trouble’s abdomen. But Trouble jumped out of the way.
The fawn went to attack him again, but Trouble pulled out a Neutrino. He shot Terror enough to shock him, Terror lost his balance, and fell, plunging from two hundred feet of waterfall plunging straight to his death. Trouble finally lost conscious, and fell to the ground.
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Artemis had found Opal, from a distance, he short-circuited her Hoverboy chair, and she fell. Holly saw she was down, and went to arrest her. Opal did not count on this but finally she pulled out the Fairy Ring. Opal put it on, and cackled evilly. “You have failed yet again, Short. Now I will release my power!” Opal tried to make the ring work, but she couldn’t. She banged on it and pounded on it: nothing happened. Opal then pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Holly. Holly snatched the ring from Opal, and put it on. Holly floated in the air, like when a fairy receives magic. There was a problem though. Opal had made a generic Fairy Ring.
It was illegal to create a duplicate of an ancient artifact in the lower elements. Opal pulled it out of her pocket, and put it on. It activated on her, and then. An entirely new battle broke out. An epic battle between good and evil.
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Grub Kelp
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"You shut up. You were supposed to look out for me. Mommy said!"[M:0]
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Post by Grub Kelp on Apr 12, 2007 20:53:11 GMT -5
Nice siege on Koboi Labs. I hope somebody comes along to help Trub though...even if he did kick my butt.
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 12, 2007 21:03:58 GMT -5
Thanks. I had to kill the fawn, and don't worry about Trouble. He's gonna be fine in the next chapter.
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Post by Holly Short on Apr 14, 2007 20:44:46 GMT -5
Here is Capter nine. Trouble recovers in this one. Enjoy! Chapter 9: Battle of the Heroes The battle that had broke out was based on the elemental power of the Fairy Elements Ring. Holly charged a blast of fire out of the gemstone in the center of the ring. Whilst Opal put a blast of ice into the fire blast, but Opal’s blast wasn’t part of the elements. Her ring was mostly artificial, in the mean time Holly’s was the natural one. Holly lambasted Opal with a windblast from the real ring. Opal was flung through the sir into a barrel of smelly sardines. Holly sneered at Opal. “This is for Commander Root!” Holly fired more wind, obviously Holly was one of the chosen one’s to wield the ring. Opal smirked. “Forget about your precious commander! Or, better yet. Let his memory torture your mind!” Holly scowled. “You won’t win! Evil never wins Koboi! And after this, I’m going to slam you so far down in the deeps, that no one will find you!” Opal had a tinge of hate in her poisonous smile. “That’s what you think, Short!” Opal punched Holly with a lightening blast, sending thousands of volts into her. Opal cackled. “You see, Short, you can’t win. Typical LEPrecon officer: brave but stupid. Oh and you can’t save your friends either. Once I’ve killed you, I’ll kill your friends!” Holly was struggling to stay conscious, if she didn’t win, her friends would be eliminated. Holly found the strength in her to blast the lightening back at Opal. The blast hit Opal, knocked her out of the air, but she didn’t stay down. She hit Holly, blow after blow of electrical current. Holly was lucky to be alive at that point. She was about ready to just lie down and die. But that wasn’t Holly Short, Holly Short was the one who you couldn’t knock her down, whether you were as big as a troll, or as small as Opal. Holly stayed up and remembered that electricity wouldn’t travel through rubber. She saw a pair of rubber hip boots in a corner, she grabbed them and slipped them on. Opal was still shooting lightening out of the ring she had, but the current wasn’t hurting Holly. Holly rabbit punched Opal, but Opal didn’t quit. She was too insane at that point to even realize that she was already beaten. Holly delivered a Neutrino blast into Opal: she still stood. She was entirely schizophrenic at this point. Holly had no choice: she had to hit Opal with actual lightening. Holly shot a few bolts out of her hands, and Opal finally fell. When Opal was down, Holly kicked her and knocked her into a mud puddle. Holly knew that would make her upset, Holly then slipped the ring off of Opal’s hand. Opal squealed. “My perfect skin! My hair, and my nails! You’ll pay for that, Short!” Opal aimed her finger at Holly, expecting lightening to come out of it. Holly smirked. “Well, well, well. This must be pretty embarrassing to you, Opal.” Grub came running to Holly after she had cuffed Opal. Grub screamed. “Captain Short! Where is my brother?” Holly shrugged. “I don’t know, Grub.” Mulch burst into the room. “I think we’ve found him!” * * * Trouble struggled to his feet, but it did no good. He was too weak to do anything. Grub came running to Trouble. “Trub, Trub! Speak to me!” Trouble groaned. “That stupid little fawn cut off my arm!” Grub saw the part where his joint was at one time. Grub run over behind some bushes, and started retching and vomiting. Grub was known for his paper stomach. He wasn’t very good around severed limbs. Holly yelled to Grub. “Grub, call Foaly! Tell him we need to get your brother to the infirmary!” Grub saluted a feeble salute. “Yes, Captain. Foaly! We need help, fast! My brother’s arm is gone!” Foaly’s voice answered back through the speaker. “It’s on its way as we speak, Corporal.” Grub felt a tinge of sickness and joy. “Thanks, Donkey-Boy!” Foaly scoffed. “You have no right calling me Donkey-Boy!” Grub snorted. “You’re a civilian, I’m an officer, I have more authority than you do!” Foaly mumbled. “You just like to think that, you worm. Calling the elite squad of warlocks, we need you ASAP.” A team of warlock medics rushed out of the Section Eight building: with a stretcher, a medical cart full of supplies, and some IV bags. They jumped into a magna-ambulance, and rushed to rescue Trouble Kelp. Trouble was still on the ground, Grub elevated his head with his knee to keep comfortable and Doodah Day put a pillow under Trouble’s feet to keep him from going into shock. But shock was starting to set into Trouble: but he held on. Doodah sighed. “The pillows will keep his blood moving to his heart and keep him from going into shock.” Grub moaned. “Thank you, Doodah. I sure hope you make it, Trub. I can’t live without you!” Trouble looked up at Grub and spoke in a raspy voice. “I’ll be fine, Grub. You worry too much. Oh look there are the medics, I’ll get something to replace my arm, Grub.” Grub squeaked. “I love you, brother.” Trouble smiled. “I love you too, little brother.” The warlocks hauled Trouble into the magna-ambulance. Hauling him off to the infirmary. * * * Trouble and Grub Kelps’ mother got word that Trouble’s arm got cut off. She was worried sick, and if anyone hurt her boys. She wouldn’t hesitate in hurting that certain person. If Terror Solest hadn’t fallen off that cliff, she would have done much worse. Mama Kelp exclaimed, and pulled on Foaly’s face. “Where’s my baby? He could be dead! Oh no!” Foaly was a little bit frightened at what a grip Mama Kelp had. “He’s in there. Please let go of my face.” “Thank you very much, Donkey-Face.” Mama Kelp said. Foaly sulked. “It’s Foaly! Not Donkey! And you can’t go in there just yet, he’s being fitted for a prosthetic arm. He’ll be a little bit different. His arm will be metal.” Finally, after two hours of the prosthetic fitting, Mama Kelp was allowed to go in her son’s room. He had a new cyborg arm, it was made of the best materials for him. Grub was sitting down in a chair near Trouble. Grub was just as worried as his mother was. Grub nodded. “Mommy?” Mama Kelp exclaimed. “Grubby! Is your brother okay?” Grub shrugged. “I guess so.” Trouble woke up and he saw some of his best friends in his room: Grub, his mother, and Holly. Holly asked Trouble a question. “How do you feel, Trouble?” Trouble groaned. “Like someone hacked off my arm with a chain saw.” Trouble did kind of like Holly in the love type of way. His brother and mom were the world to him. Trouble nodded. “Mommy?” Mama Kelp embraced her son. “Trubby! How’s my big boy?” Trouble blushed with embarrassment. “I’m fine. Look at my new limb! It’s cool looking, although I do miss my old arm.” Holly embraced Trouble also. “Thank you, Trouble. You’ve done me a lot of favors, like helping me get into Recon.” Trouble winked at Holly. “It was the least I could do.” Trouble, Holly, Grub, and Grub and Trub’s mother hugged them also and, knowingly there will be another adventure, soon. Artemis entered the infirmary. He commented Trouble. “You put up a good show. At least that fawn is dead. I must be going now, good bye Holly, and good bye Captain Kelp.” Trouble and Holly winked and said at the same time and said. “See you later, Mud Boy!” And so ends another adventure, although this time it was Holly’s fault. Epilogue As for Trouble Kelp, he was getting quite acquainted with his new arm. And as for Opal, she was locked down so far down in the Deeps that barely anyone could find her down there.
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Grub Kelp
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"You shut up. You were supposed to look out for me. Mommy said!"[M:0]
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Post by Grub Kelp on Apr 14, 2007 21:07:01 GMT -5
Very good! Nice work introducing the infamous "Mommy", LOL! You kept the storyline well, considering this takes place after The Lost Colony. I can't write anything without Commander Root in it. I give you a lot of credit there. Want a cookie? *gives you a thanks-for-the-great-story cookie*
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