4Mission 001
Hot. It was so freaking hot.
That was all I could think of as I crouched down next to my partner, and long time best friend, Ash. She cocked her head sideways, motioning to the left. I craned my neck to see three figures loading a big metal box into a truck.
I felt a drop of sweat slide down my forehead to my cheek. The heat wasn't the only thing making me all clammy, but also the seriousness of the situation. I could almost taste the tension in the air.
There were around a dozen other guys guarding the truck. A dozen heavily armed guys. I patted the sides of my pants. No guns. Or knives. Very conveniently, I had managed to forget my weapons back at headquarters.
I crane my neck a little further and assess the situation. Including the three guys busily loading the truck, there were all in all fifteen big, ugly enemies.
And weaponless me plus not-allowed-to-have-weapons-yet Ash made two very unarmed teenagers.
I was very worried. It's not that I was scared. I wasn't! I've dealt with more hideous meanies in the past. It's just that these guys were intimidatingly (yes, that is not a word) big. They were huge! The shortest of them was around eight feet tall. And not to mention, they were very burly (emphasis on the very). These guys had muscles on muscles on muscles.
Another drop of sweat trickled down my nose. Seriously, if I could only wipe it off without this stupid helmet on. Did these guys really have to pick Mercury, of all planets?
Why couldn't they do this shipping thing in Mars? I hear Martians make really great spaghetti. Maybe that's why their planet looks like a giant meatball.
An explosion sends me backwards, with Ash falling on top of me. No, falling is a very weak way to describe it … Ash slammed into me, for someone so petite she weighed like … like really heavy stuff.
We were both squashed like bugs on the floor when a shadow loomed over us.
"Hey, who turned off the lights?" one of the things I love about Ash is that she says the worst jokes in the worst times. And this was one of them.
Ash and I looked up to see this ugly wrinkled face. It was even worse than a Shar-Pei's! But Shar-Pei wrinkles are cute, mind you. But this guy's wrinkles were really revolting. I got the feeling that an unfriendly repulsive creature was living in his face's nooks and crannies. It was a very scary sight, this guy's face was burning my eyes more than the Sun. And then … And then he had to speak—
"What do we have here?"
And Ash and I stared at him wide-eyed (I'm pretty sure it was wide-eyed) … and laughed our pants off.
The guy had a really squeaky voice. It was like he was high on helium.
"What's so funny?"
Really high.
"Stop laughing!"
We did the exact opposite. My sides were starting to hurt from laughing so much. His voice was even worse than the Chipmunk's! But the Chipmunks are awesome, mind you. This guy was just hilarious.
He wrapped a hand around each of us and lifted us up. We were still giggling when he shook us like rag dolls.
"Shut up!"
Wow, his breath was even more horrible than his face. I was about to gag when he whipped us around to face the other goons.
Then the weirdest thing happened.
A squirrel fell from the sky and landed smack into the truck. It walked out of the truck, on two feet. I actually thought it was a chipmunk. And I totally lost it. I just cracked up.
"What's so funny?" the squirrel spoke. I actually half expected it to be a squeaky voice.
"Sandy? Sandy the Squirrel!" Ash gasped.
"Sandy?" I mouthed.
"Are any of these chickens bothering y'all?"
"What chickens?" I asked. Looking up, I realized that the giant was gone. Looking down, I found a chicken squawking at me. Wait … squawking?
Maybe I was high.
There were more of them pouring out the truck, squawking and screeching in a very unchickenly (not a word, I know) manner.
"Why did the chicken cross the rode?" Ash demanded Sandy the Squirrel.
The chickens were starting to take over the ground pecking here and there.
"Why?" Ash jumped up and down.
The chicken level was up to my knees.
"Why?" Ash was being swallowed into the quicksand of chickens.
"Ash!" I called after her.
All I could see was feathers and Ashe's hand sticking out of the pool of chickens.
"Mmmphay?" I heard her muffled voice ask.
"Ash!" I screamed, kicking and pushing chickens away.
Slowly, my body began to grow heavy with chickens stacked on my head. I was sinking, and it was getting really difficult to breathe. And dark. And hot.
I fell into what I felt was a bottomless pit, falling for hours and hours and hours.
Then I fell off my bed.
Author's Note: Haha! I know, weird chapter … Tell me what you think!