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Deragon felt the
extra power surge in him. It wasn’t something that he enjoyed. It was his power
and Nathaniel’s power added to his own. And in addition to the discomfort,
there was the fact that the power came from a loss of a single diamond on his
collar. How annoying. With only a fraction of Savant’s power, Deragon's power
increased exponentially.
With a
telepathic thought—a command really—the Bullyons fell asleep. Savant would
appreciate that, after all, he could easily kill them. But he decided that it
would please Nathaniel if he didn’t hurt the ones who hurt him.
Yet, the idea of
letting Dr. Green live, didn’t sit well with him. He charged the scientist who
faster than expected pulled out rocket launching pistol from his holster. It
was a weapon that the Garnians used for maximal effect, to kill a single
individual. He fired the weapon in rapid succession. He caught the mini-rockets
and crushed them with his telepathic power.
Green slammed
something on the wall and the entire room began to shake. “What will you do?”
Green yelled. “Capture me or save the Bullyons and the egg?”
“I am going to
eat you, of course.” Deragon lunged forward but a greater force held him back.
He turned to the source of the force. Nathaniel Devereaux.
Nathaniel ran
passed him and engaged Dr. Green in combat. A single kick in the chest and
Nathaniel paused. Dr. Green grabbed his chest and scurried away. Nathaniel
turned to Deragon. “Deragon, you know what you must do,” Nathaniel said.
“Of course,
Savant.”
A panel in the
wall opened, and Dr. Green slipped in. Deragon grimaced as the good doctor got
away. He encompassed everyone in their own shield and soared upward; follow
closely behind by the spheres he created.
Hopefully, Dr. Green would be buried along with the rest of his lab.
Soon they were
floating above a huge crater.
“Can you get
back to the Mayor?” Nathaniel asked Angela.
“Sure, what are
you going to do?”
“I am going
after Green.”
She cursed. “I
want a piece of him too.”
“But we can’t
put the child in danger and we can’t waste time.”
“I understand.
Kick him in the head for me.”
The bubbles pop.
Angela landed gracefully, while Nathaniel landed awkwardly on Deragon. “Let’s
ride Deragon.”
“I am not a
horse and which way?’
“The panel was
on the west side, so we are going to travel due west. He is probably traveling
along some underground system. Can’t go nearly as fast as us.”
“So basically,
we are just going in some random direction based on your subjective
probabilities.”
“My any
probability is pretty good.”
They travelled
west. Deragon telepathically searched for the fiend. With his luck, Green was
using a telepathic shield. And this chasing after him was a waste of time. He
should have ground his bones to dust when he had a chance.
“Stop,”
Nathaniel said.
Deragon regarded
Nathaniel “Realized that this is a waste of time?”
Nathaniel ran
his hair through his braided hair. He was in deep thought. In his hand he held
his phone. “Stay alert; the vibrations are coming from here?”
“Vibrations? I
don’t feel any vibrations.”
“They are
subtle, my program suggest that there is a class one sub preparing for takeoff.
When it does, I want you to stop it.”
“You and your
stupid phone—”
The ground began
to vibrate and a port opened a hundred meters away. “Go!”
The shuttle shot
upward and Deragon followed. He had difficulty catching the shuttle blasts from
the ship propelled it faster. Once it hit escape velocity, there would be no
way to catch it. Not without more power. And more power was the last thing he
wanted. He roared as he gave it his all and jumped past the shuttle’s engine
and swiping at the cockpit. A mighty blow split the ship in half. The explosion
jolted Deragon slightly. He caught the cockpit in a bubble.
“Set him down
below, so we can get some answers.”
“Right.” Deragon
floated down the ship in his control. About twenty feet up, he dropped the
shuttle.
“Gently,”
Nathaniel said.
“Oops,” Deragon
said. But his mistake exposed a ruse. In the cockpit, Dr. Green sat a panel on
his chest open, exposing circuits. “What is this?”
“I felt it when
I kicked him. The kick was supposed to incapacitate. But against a robot, it
did only minimal damage.”
“So where is the
real Dr. Green?”
“That is what we
need to find out.”
The End
Next Story Arc: The
search for Dr. Green
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