Jet Dixon

Dawn Revere

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Chapter 22 - Pack It Up

Queen Jara's eyes burned with rage as she glowered at the sword Jet Dixon was pointing at her. "What is the meaning of this effrontery?!? Or is this some kind of mating ritual on your world?"

Jet smiled slyly. The disruption in power had darkened the lights momentarily which had allowed him to grab the sword. "It's no ritual. It's called acquiring a hostage. You're my ticket out of here, Your Highness."

The winged monarch of Archaeopolis began re-arranging her outfit to a more proper appearance. Her clothes had been adjusted to be a little more revealing as she had used her feminine wiles upon the Earthman. "You wouldn't dare! Doing so would only re

Jet motioned with the sword for her to rise to her feet. "That assumes that I fail in the attempt. I've got no plans for that." Once Jara was on her feet, Jet stepped behind her. He wrapped his left arm around her narrow waist while he put the edge

"Hmmph!" Jara sighed in disgust. "Now you don't mind being close to me!"

"It's nothing personal." Jet pushed her forward with pressure from his shoulder. "It's just business - the business of escape. "Now you're going to lead us to the energy plant and then the Science Laboratory. I'm not leaving without my friends."

In the energy plant, the guards were fearfully aware of the current situation. The power levels were dropping all over the sky city of Archaeopolis. It was their responsibility to make sure that the City in the Clouds, and more importantly, the Shield

Dawn Revere was beginning to tire from the exertion. The flow of rocks that came her way down the conveyor belt was increasing. There was no way that she could complete all of the refining processes without causing a pile-up. Making impure fuel had b

"The question is," Dawn though to herself, "is this going to give me a chance to escape. Even if it does, I'm so very tired. Maybe it will give Dr. Harkov an opportunity to do something."

Inside of the Science Laboratory, Dr. Abraham Harkov was very concerned about the power quality problem. The Shield Generator was a very complicated machine. The unreliability of the power supply could have catastrophic effects upon it. He had been m

"We need to stabilize the Shield Generator," Harkov shouted. "Are there any emergency protocols?"

"There are some backup generators," one of the Archaeopolitan scientists said nervously. "But they've never been used in our lifetime. They might not work."

"Show me where," Harkov ordered. "And you'd better pray to whatever gods you worship that they do, or else Atla will be destroyed."

Bob Gansler
26-Feb-01