wOOt!!! I hit the double digits!

The view screen faded on a little, and then went back to black. It then faded back to normal, the status light flashing red. The view screen brought up a window showing the damage. It didn’t look good. Most of it was red, with a few crushed spots and some short-circuited parts. He was a wreck.
Omicron switched off his view screen, and lapsed into auto-repair mode. He needed to fix a bit of the damage before attempting to do anything.
“YOU THERE, BLACK JACK?”
“Just let me die in peace…”
“AW, COME ON. IT’S NOT THAT BAD, IS IT?”
“Yes.”
“ALL RIGHT, WHAT HAPPENED?”
“The fall crushed my feet and legs, and caused serious damage to my ribcage and spine.”
“AY YI YI… I CAN GET YOU TO THE MEDICAL WING…”
“Okay… Jeez this hurts…”
Omicron focused on repairing his legs and feet for a few minutes, then returned to his normal mode and walked over to Black Jack. He picked him up, and began walking towards the door.
“Oh, you’re going to play favorites, are you? OWOWOWOWOW!!!”
“OH, SORRY JIAIKE. BUT I’M NOT SURE I CAN CARRY TWO RABBITS. DO YOU THINK YOU CAN LAST UNTIL I GET HIM TO THE MEDICAL WING?”
“Okay… OWOWOWOWOW!!!”
Omicron cringed, and then began running as fast as he could. He decided against augmenting his leg circuits, considering his current state.

Meanwhile…

“Foo.”
Acid looked around, trying to think of a way to get them up. His eyes landed on a large crate, and he got one. He began climbing quickly up the rope.

“Back so soon?”
“They’re both unconscious. They’re still alive, though. I need to get them back up here. Do you think you could toss the hook down there and tie the rope end up here? I’ve got an idea.” Acid said. Blaze obeyed.
“Okay, if I pull twice, start pulling. If I yank, stop pulling.

Acid jumped off at the end of the rope. He found the crate, and punched a hole in the bottom. He stuck the hook through the hole, then pried the boards back over the hole. He tugged twice on the rope.
The rope started going up. The box appeared to hold, and stayed upright. Acid yanked the rope, and it stopped. He pulled it back down to a satisfactory height. He then went over to the two unconscious figures. He picked up Fawriel, then walked over to the crate and put him in. He walked back over, and was about to pick up Phoenix Wing, when suddenly he heard someone say something.
“OWOWOWOWOW!!!”
Acid looked around.
“Who’s there?”
“Oh, Fitzwick. OWTCH!!!”
Acid began walking towards where the sound was coming from. He only remembered two of the people in his group falling, and if he were correct, this would be one of the enemies.
“Oh, sh- wait, there could be kids reading this, couldn’t there? Umm… Shoot!”
Acid instinctively pulled the trigger on his gun. The blast showed the reclined figure of Jiaike, trying to squirm over to the exit.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOWTCH!!!!”
“Hello, TRAITOR!”
“NO! PLEASE!!! DON’T KILL ME!”
“Foo.”
“What?”
“I’m out of ammo.”
“Boy have we seen THAT gag a lot.”
Omicron took that moment to burst into the room. He saw Acid and Jiaike, and launched himself at Acid.
FWOOMP.
“That wasn’t the sound I expected to hear.”
“I DIDN’T EXPECT IT EITHER. MAYBE I NEED MORE REPAIRS.”
Omicron picked up Jiaike.
“WELL, CATCH YOU LATER. IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU. BYE!”
Omicron rushed out of the room. Acid blinked. He then shook his head, and returned to the task that he was supposed to be doing. When Phoenix Wing was in the crate with Fawriel, he tugged twice on the rope. The crate went up. After a while, it came back down, empty. Acid climbed in, and tugged twice on the rope again. The crate went up.

After a while, they had gotten back into their ship and set Omicron’s ship to self-destruct. As they watched the explosion, they saw a rather interestingly shaped piece of shrapnel fly off seemingly without rotating. They shrugged it off, dismissing it as a strange piece of shrapnel. They settled back down, and waited to get back to Carrotus.

A few days Later, at the end of the week…

*BOOM!!!*
“AUUUGHHH!!!”
Things had pretty much settled back to normal. Phoenix wing and Fawriel had healed, and everyone had settled down a bit. They had forgotten about one important thing, and were about to be reminded.

Acid walked back into his office. NOBODY was there.
“Oh, um, hi, didn’t know you were visiting!” said Acid.
“You probably didn’t. I drop in whenever I want to. Now, to the point. I have been thinking, and decided 4 months is too generous. After all, you only need to get a human. I have decided to shorten the time limit. You now have 4 weeks.”
After giving his information, NOBODY disappeared. Acid blinked, and then ran to tell the rest of his past crew what NOBODY had said.



I know I told you I had the cold and strep throat and toe operation, but I knew I had to do another chapter. Here it is.

Piccolo complained enough to me over MSN that I got majorly ticked off and decided to leave everyone in the story. Happy now?

I will still try to get the other people doing stuff, so that they don't feel really left out at the end of the story or anything.

hehe... Fitzwick!!!