Thank ye, Grath! Hey, y'all, I printed out the story yesterday, minus the comments , for my mom and it came to 27 pieces of paper, 52 sides. My family is still trying to read it



Chapter Fourteen -cont'd



Alpha had finally reached the prisons. Stepping inside one of the cells, she found all the occupants asleep except for one.

She was a young squirrel, with light blue fur and messy violet hair. Her simple clothes were torn and dirty, and had a few fresh bloodstains on them. She was scraped and had a large bruise on her shoulder, but she was wide awake.

Her eyes widened in surprise when Alpha caught her attention. Alpha hoped she was as intelligent as she looked.

"I'm Alpha. Who're you?" The squirrel looked startled.

"My name's Phoebe. You're the one Ome-" Alpha cut her off.

"I've got some friends who'll be here in a few minutes. They're going to help you escape, with all these other slaves." Phoebe looked alarmed now.

"But-" Alpha was annoyed.

"But? You WANT to get sent to the mines?" The squirrel shook her head vehemently.

"It's not that. My friend- Zanzibar Sia. He's injured, in the medical, and unconscious, if we move him the medics said he'll die!" Alpha felt a faint tugging at her memory. . . .I very nearly didn't, Zanzibar. But this is not the place for telling tales. . . She straightened.

"Does he have- a friend named Rroyvan?" Phoebe brightened.

"His brother! Do you know him?" Alpha shrugged.

"Sort of. We need to get him out of here. I'll be pressing the self destruct in half an hour, and if he stays he's going to die. . ."



Copper wove her way between two large hunks of metal. As she passed one, she saw the darkness of dried blood on it, and hoped that some Shellion had managed to cut himself up on it.

A burst of blue-green proved that Claw had fired, and an incoming chunk of metal blossomed with fire and imploded. Kovu called up the diagram of the Conquerer on his screen and told Copper that they were about two-thirds of the way there. She nodded and throttled up even more. She poured on the speed, until it was half-skill, half-instinct that was the only thing keeping them from crashing. Junk going by was but a blur.

Then the tunnel ahead opened up, and all Copper had time to yell was "Brace!" before she slammed on the brakes. The world came back into focus, and Kovu breathed a sigh of relief. Copper was laughing, exhilarated.

"How's that for a wild ride! I dare say we made it in 59.99 seconds!" Claw nodded, breathless. Then he finally spoke.

"I am now convinced that our pilot is crazy. I have flown ships before, but never like that!" Copper gave him a dirty look, and he returned it. The nav com saved the day.

"Silken Swift to Assassin, come in," Alpha said, and Kovu replied.

"Assassin to Swift, over."

"We have a complication. One of our allies is wounded nigh to death, and cannot be moved without danger. Do you have a medical? Over."

"Roger, Alpha. Anything else?"

"Don't forget the "Over". Do you think you can convince the medics to join you? Their names are. . . Shye, Phye, Chye and Thye. They're sisters, so where one goes the others follow. Over."

"Roger. Over and out." Copper laughed.

"Shye, Phye, Chye, and Thye. Imagine being saddled with that! Oh, Kovu, set course for the freighter hangar. I believe Alpha got her info wrong, the slaves are already in the prison. We have to get that wounded one, then get to the mines, got it?" Kovu only nodded.



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