Nathaniel’s hands
blurred as he signed the code to activate Deragon. Psionic energy formed next
to him, just as his afro shifted from black to white. The energy form shifted
from pink, to red, but then in a final flash it became a silver saber tooth
tiger.
Deragon.
The tiger looked
around, glared at Angela and then turned to Nathaniel. “What have you gotten
yourself into this time?”
“Read my mind,”
Nathaniel said.
Deragon nodded. The two
seemed to go back and forth…periodically Dergon’s feline features would contort
into an odd frown.
“It’s rude for us to
talk like this when we have company,” Nathaniel said.
Angela held up her
hands. “Oh, don’t mind me. I am only standing right here—next to you.”
Deragon scowled. “My
apologies.”
“Wow, your sincerity is
underwhelming.”
Nathaniel placed his
hand on Angela’s shoulder and squeezed. “Believe it or not, he is trying.”
“I bet.” She slapped
her hands together. “So what is the plan? We fly down on a silver tiger?”
“No. We use the
anti-gravity boots and we jump. Deragon will be given a wide berth to search
for the hostage.”
“Heh,” Deragon said. “I
get to hunt.”
“You do not engage,”
Nathaniel said, “contact us as soon as you make sensory contact.”
“Harumph,” Deragon
said, his face now a painting of boredom.
Angela held up her hand
and shook her head. “This is crazy. We are going in without any real
equipment.”
“I have my U-phone.”
“Stop kidding. Why
would you give Deragon such a wide territory to search?”
Deragon scoffed.
“Because I can do it quickly…and maybe Savant is considering ending me.”
“What?”
“Deragon we already
discussed this. A child’s life is at stake, surely that goes against your
honor.”
Angela raised her hand.
“Uhm Nate. Do you remember that he tried to kill us? In fact, there is a good
chance that he killed me, but my abilities kicked into overdrive.”
“You were hardly
children,” Deragon said.
“Deragon, go,”
Nathaniel said. “You are wasting time.”
Deragon huffed and
walked to the exit, to the end of the ramp extending from the ship. He looked
back with a toothy smile and jumped.
“I don’t trust him,”
Angela said.
“He knows,” Nathaniel
said.
“What was he talking
about…ending him?”
“The connection to me
is what gives him life. By extending it, allowing him to travel thousands of
miles away, it not only weakens him, but increases the chance of that
connection being interrupted…”
“And that would kill
him?”
“Yes.”
“Well, he is paranoid.
There is no way you would kill him in cold blood, even if he deserved it.”
Nathaniel said nothing
as he moved to the main monitor.
“Nate?”
“I am picking up some type
of anomaly in the atmosphere. I need time to investigate.”
“Do we have time?”
“No. We have a small
window. If we jump within the next fifteen seconds, we will land a hundred
meters from the Mayor’s home.” He powered his anti-gravity boots, using a
hand-held controller. He cocked his head sideways. “Power just dipped a tenth
of percent to my boots.”
“It is only a tenth of
a percent,” Angela said as she activated her boots as well.
“Yeah.” Nathaniel turned
on his personal shield and straightened his tie. “Are our force fields in
synch?”
Angela walked over to
him. Her force field intermingled with his, allowing her to grab the knot of
his tie and jerk down. It gave him a more casual look. “Yep.” She ran to the
exit and dived out, missing the ramp and sailing to the ground below.
“Pull your arms and
legs in,” Nathaniel said his voice hissing over the earpiece.
“I am off target,
aren’t I?”
“Yes. We were supposed
to drop and then activate the boots.”
She pulled her legs in.
“How far off am I?”
“Doesn’t matter, just key
in on my position.”
She spun in the air and
located Nathaniel. She lifted her heels and flew toward the single figure.
“Almost there.”
“You are plenty close
enough. Activate boots.”
Angela pressed her
hand-held device and immediately began to slow. Nathaniel however, continued to
fall.
“Nathaniel? Why are you
still falling?” She pressed her earpiece. Communication was jammed. The weight
of her boot shifted from light to heavy and immediately she dropped too.
“Electromagnetic pulse?” She tapped her controller multiple times but nothing
happened. She placed it in her pocket and contemplated the situation. There was
no way for Nathaniel to survive the fall. She could survive the fall if she
made sure her head was still intact. But the shield should take care of that…the
shield. Why was the shield still working? Why wasn’t important. What was
important was the shield was still working. They had a chance if she could make
it to Nathaniel in time. She plunged head first, directing her path to
Nathaniel, who was doing all he could to slow his descent…
The End of Chapter Two of Egg-napped
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