| The Albuquerque Saga-Chapter Five |
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Tyrael sat in the space station headquarters of Technopunk Rose Resistence, tapping his foot impatiently. A report from their U.N. correspondant was due at any moment. Suddenly, the large screen burst to life. Kelly, the correspondant, shuffled some papers. The expression on her face was grim. "What's up?" Tyrael asked. "They're growing in power every day. Fitey has defected to their side, and they have a new Australian correspondant: Chris." "Darn!" Tyrael said dramatically, for ratings board purposes. "Yes," Kelly said. "We're in deep poo." She tried to maintain a straight face, but failed. She snorted, and then burst out laughing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just hard to say 'poo' seriously. I mean, c'mon!" "Yeah, I know. Just....what else is wrong?" She smirked. "Beside being forced to say 'poo' by stupid legislators? Oh, yeah, they've kidnapped and brainwashed Jeff." "Oh my Go- er, Gosh...." "Yes, it's gosh bad." Tyrael nodded. "So what're we gonna do?" "You keep gathering info. Oh, and start recruiting new members to the resistence. They've got a couple thousand Tyrael-clones that should be marching into Albuquerque any day now. We need at least a thousand or so people to fight them. "Yeah. Agreed. Over and out." Kelly disappeared from the screen. Tyrael stared contemplatively at the dark, blank screen. He examined his reflection, looking over his aging features. "15 years..." he muttered. "I don't have long left. I need to do something with my life." he looked around. "Leading a space-based resistence aiming to free the world of Tyrannical conquerers with the phrase "Rose" in their name? What kind of life is this?" Tails stepped in behind him. He hadn't seen her come in. "Don't say that. How many people have you saved?" "Two, if you count picking up that pen for that woman." "Oh yeah. I remember that. She was really appreciative." "I know. But....I wanna do something with my life, y'know? At my age, some people are working at Burger King! Some even at McDonalds." "We all have to start somewhere." "True." "And I think I found just the place." she pulled an ancient looking book from behind her back, an opened to a page. "The Tangerine Hologram Watch." "Oh my..." Tyrael gasped. "That's the stuff of legends." "Yeah," Tails replied. She read aloud, "The Tangerine Hologram Watch was part of a Burger King Toy Story 2 promotion. But no-one suspected it's true power. It can give you the answer to ANY question, solve any problem." "It could tell us how to defeat the Jeff-lead army of Tyrael-clones." "Exactly. The Tangerine Hologram Watch can be found on the planet Whydontyoueatyourveggies. It's the second planet from the star AnnoyingParent." "Who named this paticular system?" Tails shrugged. "I think it was that guy that invented Scientology. A very insecure fellow. Or so the legend goes." "Ah." * * * Tyrael ignited the boosters on his shuttlecraft, and undocked from the station. They had decided it would be best is he searched for the Tangerine Hologram Watch alone. Tails's face appeared on the comm screen. "I'm uploading the hyper-drive coordinates now." Suddenly, 4 paticularly Evil (with a capital E) Rose-fighters uncloaked and opened fire on the shuttlecraft. "Evasive manuevers!" Tyrael cried, forgetting that no-one was onboard, and no-one had taken the time to develop voice-controlled craft. "Oh yeah." He grabbed the controls and went into evasive manuevers. A laser blast just missed him, and blew up Mars for no good reason. Tails reappeared on the comm screen. "You've got to take them out before you go to hyperspace, or they'll just follow you and take the Tangerine Hologram Watch for themselves!" "But I've got to go to the bathroom!" Tyrael cried. TO BE CONTINUED << Chapter Four Home Chapter Six >> |