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SITE WARS: Episode VI - The Clones Return (Part 1)
By Vader
Episode VI
THE CLONES RETURN
Fear had besieged the Internet. The all-powerful Flooders have finished the building of a brand- new clone machinery on UFX and moved it to their headquarters at Dan's JP3 Page, which was at one time the center of a just and peaceful government.
Meanwhile, the Admins and AcroIguana's smugglers have formed a United League, bringing dozens of other sites into the fight against the Flooders and preparing for a return to the Flooder headquarters in an epic battle.
Before venturing out to try a defeat the Flooders one last time, JohnArnold is about to accompany River and Para to JPDatabase in hopes to reunite with their old friends and request their help in restoring peace and order to the Internet . . . .
A battered, green mini-chopper soared through the night sky and the stars that were sprawled across it. The vehicles zoomed downward, towards site covered with tiny, glowing lights from the cities upon it. It entered the atmosphere and zoomed over the rolling hills, villages, towns, and cities. It finally dropped at the end of the capitol onto a landing pad, steam shooting out of vents as the landing gear uncurled and softly laid down on the cement.
The hatch of the chopper opened and a two robed figure exited, their hair blowing in the wind. Ahead of them was a large terrace, and behind it an even larger mansion. Another figure came towards them. He was in a purple outfit with ruby red robes blowing in the wind behind him. He came up to the others and shook their hands. "Count AcroIguana, good to see you again. How has the situation held up here?" one of the robed figures asked.
"You don't need to address me as count, Raptor-Rex, I already told you," Acro smiled. "I have contacted other members of the United League. We've arranged for a secret meeting to discuss our plans to return to Dan's JP3 Page. How was the mission to Evilgrinch's old site?"
The name of now ed Admin struck feelings of remorse into Raptor-Rex and Vader once again. In the fight against the Flooders, so many of their lifelong friends had died. Now, only four of the original Admin order were left. Vader drove the harsh feelings away and replied, "It went very well. We managed to hold off the Flooders from colonizing . . . this time. Another attempt could overwhelm us though. Is Para alright?" Acro sighed.
"For now. JohnArnold and River decided to take a trip to JPDatabase t recruit some of their old friends. Apparently, they are very good friends if they are willing to go through all the trouble of evading the Flooders on that site. You are just in time to say goodbye to them," Acro replied. He sighed again. "But what worries me is that Para is insisting to go, even in her condition. We've all stressed to her how dangerous it would be, but she isn't changing her mind. She's fixed on going to JPDatabase." This worried the Admins very much.
Suddenly, another figure came running out to Acro. It was SamFan, the right hand assistant of the smuggler-turned-count. "Acro! Para's starting to give birth! Come quick!" she called with out saying hello. Immediately, they all rushed to follow SamFan.
Para lay flat on her bed in the hospital room, covered in sweat and breathing heavily, with River by her side. To Para, although very much looking forward to loving and caring for the humans that her and River created, thought that this was bad timing. She was just about to leave to help her husband and John and now she was stuck to bed. She wished that her infants could be born at a time that wasn't so important to the fate of the galaxy. Nevertheless, it wouldn't mean a thing to her once the babies were born. She would love it so much to be able to hold their warm, tiny bodies in her arms and to comfort them.
River hunched over his wife. When he looked at her stomach, he was used to seeing an extremely muscular, flexing set of beautiful abs on Para. But instead, he saw an enlarged womb, carrying the babies that would soon be his. It was so wonderful to him to know that because of his and Para's love, she was about to bring two new lives into the world.
Suddenly, the doctor came into the room. His name was AlanGrant5, and was actually a very helpful warrior in the newly formed United League that the Admins and AcroIguana had started. Still, he had a masters degree in the Medical Academy of the Middle Rim of the Internet. "Alright. River, if you can just stand back for a moment, please?" Alan smiled, putting on his medical gloves as Para began to breathe heavily. She cringed as a sudden surge of dull pain was felt.
River backed up, holding her shoulder for comfort. AlanGrant5 bent down with his mind focused on the current situation. "It's beginning to come out. I can see the head," he informed the parents. He sighed, and then turned to them with a straight face. "Okay, I want to breathe steady and heavily. And then push. Don't get too tired, if you feel you have to rest for just a moment, take a few seconds, and then push again. Understand?" he asked. Para just nodded. She heaved once more, sealing her eyelids shut.
For a moment, she could almost feel the baby's fear, as if she were somehow connected to it. She knew it was coming into a bright new world, so big and so vast, filled with many dangers. But she would be there for the child, and she always would be. She opened her eyes once again, looking up at River.
As River looked down upon his radiantly beautiful wife, somehow, the whole situation reminded him of an occurrence a long, long time ago. As he struggled with his new hazy memory, he managed remember vividly what had happened. He had first seen the new world such a long time ago, and he remembered looking up at his mother. She was in chains, and they were in room full of wooden walls. It seemed as the ground swayed back and forth, as if the sea were under them. He remembered that behind her, there was many disgusting figures, including one big fat person on a throne. That fat man had tugged on his chain and ripped his mother backwards. He was dropped into the hands of an armored man, crying. He watched as his mother was brought over to lay beside the man as she yelled, "No Vini!". And then his memory seemed to flash forward, as he had looked up into his father's eyes for the first time. He remembered how everyone had been rescued, but the highlight of it was staring up into his father's eyes that first time.
That had been so special. Yet River never knew what happened to his father after that. He had been told by the Admins that he had been detained inside the Flooder fleet. They said that his father had somehow been ed, and that River had somehow survived whatever happened. All he knew was that the Flooders had torn his father away from him, and he would probably never see his dad again. His fist curled as he got a surge of anger against the Flooders. All those lies, all those horrible lies.
"River!" Para smiled, as AlanGrant5 gently placed her small, baby, wrapped in a bundle of white clothe, into his mother's arms. "River look at her! She is so beautiful!" The baby's little fingers curled over the clothe as the space between it's sleepy eye lids revealed its large eyes, staring up at its parents. That moment, as River looked down at his daughter, had suddenly changed his world. All in one magical second, it had changed everything. This was his very own child, the most wonderful feeling he had ever known. This perfect, beautiful being filled with new-born life was brought into a world filled with - war, just as River had been so long ago. Within his mind, he made a single resolve. He would not reveal that resolve to anyone at that moment, but he was determined to meet it.
"I can't say how happy I am, Para," he smiled as a tear appeared in his eyes.
"What should we call her?" River thought, long and hard. Was there a name beautiful enough to fit her at all? Could words possibly describe that moment? She was a gem to them, and how could she be known as anything else? And then he remembered that one word that meant "gem" in the language of the people of Gondolend. He remembered the word, how he learned it so long ago. "Enella".
"What about Enella?"
"It's perfect," Para smiled. And it really was.
At that moment, Vader and Raptor-Rex raced in with AcroIguana and SamFan at their side. They needn't ask any questions, for they just took in that sight of River and Para holding their heartwarming child in their arms. JohnArnold walked in just a second later to see the same sight. The life-long friends came together in a circle, and just stood there, gazing in silence.
River and Para stood together looking through glass at their infant. She was currently having a medical checkup taken on her by AlanGrant5. They still hadn't gotten over all the mixed feelings and emotions that they had been arded with. Love. Wonders. Worries. Doubts. Fears. They knew it was going to take a lot to raise their child, especially in the war-torn internet. But they weren't going to let that stop them. River squeezed Para's shoulder ly, and she looked up at him. They both had the same determination now. One will.
"River?" a voice from behind rang out. The two parents turned to see JohnArnold coming towards them with a smile on his face. "Hey, I can't tell you how happy I am for you. Congratulations, a thousand times," he shook both of their hands. "But I'm afraid that if we are to leave for the mission to JPDatabase, we'll have to leave right away. My plan for getting inside to rescue my friends can only go into effect if it goes along with shuttle systems and guard shafts they have. I'm geared up to go now."
John then paused. "But listen, River. You just had a baby, and I'd completely understand if you wanted to stay here with her," the pilot added.
"No, no, I want to go with you. You'll need all the help you can get. And most everyone else is busy planning our next attack move," River replied with assurance. He then slowly turned to Para, as a thought came to him. He looked at her with loving eyes, as if trying to tell her something without actually saying it. He leaned over and kissed seductively kissed her on the lips.
"I'll be back in a day, Pa-"
"No! I'm still coming with you two! I'm not going to leave you in that much of a dangerous situation now! I'm going with you to help out. The more people, the smoother it'll go," Para said firmly, looking at her husband with determination.
"But you should stay here with her," River said, motioning to their child.
"I'll only be gone for a day. I love her so much River, but I love you too! You're not going to into a fire-frenzy situation without me to back you up." Para's mind was obviously firmly set, and nothing was going to change it. River slowly glanced back at JohnArnold, who just shrugged. Now, it was certain that three would be going.
Vader and Raptor-Rex walked with JohnArnold, River, and Para out across the vehicle docking station. Para carried Enella, nuzzling her as they walked through a series of bullet-proof doors into a secure loading station in the more secret area of the vast station. Before them, glistening in the sunlight, was a newly made, stolen Flooder vehicle. It's sleek, curved design had a grey underbelly, and aqua green front, and tan colored wings. This would be their transport into JPDatabase, which was now entirely under Flooder control.
Para carefully turned and placed Enella into Vader's arms, kissing the sleeping baby on the forehead. River smiled at her lovingly, gazing at the sleeping angel. He then looked up and patted Vader and Raptor-Rex on the shoulders. "Take care of her, okay? We'll be back soon," he smiled. The Admins nodded as they waved goodbye.
JohnArnold leapt into the pilot seat, the favorite place he always loved to be, as River and Para closed the hatch to the Flooder vehicle behind them. As he flipped on the controls, he thoughts rested on his old friends back at JPDatabase, the place where he had been born. He had so many friends there that he hadn't seen in so long. A few of them had become mad when he's left for Dan's JP3 Page to originate the Admin fleet, just as SamFan had been. But other had understood him completely, and he's had their blessing.
One thing her knew as they took off in the stolen vehicle, leaving jurassicpark.com behind, was that there would definitely be many, many mixed reactions when he returned to his home world.
River lay in bed, Para's head resting on his shoulder. They had fallen asleep with their battle clothing on, since they had been far too tired to do anything else but retire while JohnArnold piloted along their way to JPDatabase. It wasn't as if there was really anything to do on the stolen Imperial craft, and since Para had been through so much in giving birth, and hours of staying up late into the night to care for her, they both really needed the rest.
There was a soft chime the echoed from both the back and the front of the aircraft. Just a few moments later, JohnArnold came walking in from the pilot's compartment. He bent down and gently shook the two parents. "We're at our halfway point," he informed them. Drowsily, River and Para slowly rose, but once they registered exactly what ‘halfway point' meant, they were aroused and stood to walk with JohnArnold to the front of the craft.
Outside the front window shield, thousands upon thousands of fragments of rocky material came floating their way. They spiraled in all different directions as JohnArnold was forced to open fire on the chunks that came too close. Para shuddered, her eyes closed as she turned around, a tear rolling down her cheek. River bent down, "Para, we agreed to face this. We have to do this," he told her carefully.
Para sighed. She knew her husband was right. She bravely turned around to look back outside, back at the remnants of the Unnamed Site. It was a website that Dan had hastily set up so long ago for the Admins to hide from the Flooders once they had begun taking over the Internet. Once the Flooders found the hiding place of the Admins, they had reversed the effect of a powerful force field to completely detonate the entire site. Now, the mutilated force field kept all the remaining shards of the blast hanging and racing through the air, making the area just as dangerous as running through an advertisement belt.
"Look!" JohnArnold pointed out ahead. River and Para leaned forward, squinting. And then, they saw it. The glint of all too familiar metal that had been used to create the typical sword of the Admin knights, which they had first mined and developed while in hiding. As John piloted the craft closer to the metal, they recognized it as not just a chunk of the metal, but an actual sword that had survived the blast. It wasn't surprising, since the only way the metal could be completely destroyed is by being delivered an extremely hard blow that would be beyond human force by the exact same kind of metal.
JohnArnold manipulated the controls on the dash board as a claw extended from the bottom of the craft and reached out to grab the sword. This was part of the purpose for River and Para's decision to return here: not just to face the horrors of their past, but also to obtain an Admin sword, which they had never been able to have for themselves in all of their recent adventures. Of course, they had somehow always used a fellow Admin's sword to perform a task, but they hadn't owned their own swords.
As the arm pulled itself back into the interior of the Flooder craft, the sword was brought up through the bowels of the vehicle and was ejected next to Para. She looked down upon it and instantly recognized it. It was her mother, Jurassicchik's, old sword. So many thoughts passed through her head - choppy memories of her birth, fond memories of her mother's personality and her warm compassion, and her horrible when unable to escape the destruction of the Unnamed Site. The only piece of legacy that was left over from the brave woman was this single weapon.
Para reached down, curling her fingers on the hilt of the weapon and picking it up as it glinted in the light of the craft. Holding it, she felt as if her mothers spirit flowed through her, reminding her of exactly why she fought the war she did against the Flooders. River put his hand on her shoulder as JohnArnold allowed the arm to reach out and retrieve a chunk of the virtually indestructible metal. The arm brought the metal back in and the chunk rolled inside the craft. "You can sculpt your sword from that, River," JohnArnold told him. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get the heck out of here."
He set the coordinates to continue on to JPDatabase. And without one more painful look at the charred remains of the Unnamed Site, the three Admins left.
River sat hunched over in the back of the stolen Flooder aircraft. He had been shaving away at what at first had been a hunk of metal with Jurassicchik's old sword. Now, that hunk was turning into a beautifully and intricately sculpted weapon. Para, who was laying bed, realized that the sounds of River's sculpting had stopped. She moved her eyes over to him, to see his face buried in his hands and resting on the counter. "River?" she asked. "What's wrong."
She slowly got up and went over to stand next to him as he pulled his face out of his hands, revealing that he had been tearful. "It's so horrible, Para," he sighed. "All my life, from the day I was born, I have lived with war. I have seen so many s throughout the Internet. It's all just disgusting." He paused for a moment, as his fists curled ly, shaking with rage. "All because of that hideous Leader of the Flooders. How dare he had . . ." River lost control in mid sentence, taking up his sword and whipping it across the room to scar the walls of the ship as he breathed heavily.
"Calm down, River!" Para soothed with inevitable surprise in his voice. "The Admins should not show such rage. And you scare me when you do that." River just sat, staring blankly in silence with fire in his eyes. Finally, he replied.
"I'm sorry. I just don't want Enella to have the childhood, the life that I have had. She deserves better than that," he said his first uncurling as began to calm himself down. He knew that rage could eventually be his undoing. Rage often caused more disaster than a person would normally be capable of. Yet River couldn't shake or get rid of his unstoppable loathing of the Leader of the Flooders and his entire government. He knew that the only way to stop it would be revenge. But he didn't tell anyone that now, he kept it to himself.
JohnArnold walked back from the front. "We're here. Get ready for some action," he smirked as he readied his two s in his holster. JohnArnold could easily handle a sword, but from his experience, a good old-fashioned was his choice weapon, the one he'd worked with all his life. Para picked up her mothers sword and River retrieved his. His sword was not as elegant and smooth as could have been, since he hadn't quite finished the carving process. However, despite not having its full ential beauty at the moment, the sword was definitely beyond great for fighting. He could finish the details once the mission was over.
The three walked and stood near the dashboard, looking out upon JPDatabase. It was a rather unique site, for it was basically composed of a large, circular rim of jagged mountains that surrounded a mammoth, deep bowl full of ocean water. Several ship check points where cargo would be searched were scattered along the rocky rim and all the prisons and Flooder bases were hovering over the vast ocean in the center of the site.
JohnArnold got a burst of wonderful deja vu at seeing his home once again. He drove the Flooder vehicle downward and into the pouring rain, zooming into the checkpoint on the rocky rim. He came to a halt as a Flooder commando walked over to them. "State your name and registrat-" the man was interrupted by JohnArnold.
"Listen up. At your back are two Admins with swords. If you dare to oppose my directions, I'm sure you know the consequences," John motioned to River and Para, who had slipped out the back hatch of the vehicle. "Grant us access to continue to platform 1138 immediately."
The man gulped. "I'll grant you access, but you'll be ned down my our turrets before you even get there. So I suggest you get your friends back into the vehicle and leave this pl-"
"We know about your turrets. That's why we're taking a 1st class Flooder commando with us," John smirked, pointing to the man. After the man reluctantly toyed with the controls to allow them to pass through the shield on the check point's front, River and Para began forcing him inside the vehicle through the back hatch.
Several other officers came running towards the vehicle, realizing the trouble. JohnArnold immediately took off, slamming into the officers and rushed past the shield generators and zoomed down towards the center of the ocean. So far their plan was working perfectly. They would use the commando to get them to where his friends were being held captive, ditch him and escape before the Flooders could catch them.
No turrets were firing upon them for the safety of the officer. But then the Admins ran into something they didn't bargain for. A flock of local, abnormally-large pteranadons came slamming into the vehicle in the drenching downpour. The window shield was shattered, the controls began to go haywire. JohnArnold realized that they were about to crash right into the aqua Flooder base.
JohnArnold did his best to control the craft, but it continued to spiral downward in a fury. In the back of the vehicle, River and Para were thrown against the walls as the Flooder commando smashed to the floor as everything spun in a circle around them. All of a sudden, there was a massive shock and a jolt to the craft as it slammed into something.
The bottom of the stolen vehicle smacked against the top of the ocean water repeatedly, as JohnArnold was hurled into from the pilot's to the co-pilot's seat. The vehicle smashed into the side of an upcoming landing platform, twirled into the air, smashed upside down, skid across the platform as sparks flew and came to a stop when slamming against the side of one of broad, smooth towers on the aqua base.
Everyone sat breathing hard, trying to take in everything that had happened. River realized that they should not be wasting time just laying there. He hopped up, his sword ready and marched over to the commando, pulling him up. "This isn't any time to be taking a cat nap!" he sarcastically remarked as Para bolted up behind him. She slammed the button to open the hatch as JohnArnold raced forward to join them, s out of their holsters and twirling. They all leaped out of the vehicle just as a troop of Flooders came running forward and open fired on the vehicle, quickly blowing it up.
The Admins raced sideways, River and Para deflecting fire as JohnArnold shot back with s blazing. Several of the local pteranadons were tied up nearby with saddles and reins on them, used by the troops to fly over the choppy ocean quickly. They all darted behind one of the agitated birds as River dragged the irritated commando with him. It was important to protect their hostage - he was the only one who could take them to their friends and free them. "What do we do now?" River asked. "This bird isn't made of you know!"
As the words popped out of his mouth, a super-grenade came soaring over to blast the bird, torching it to pieces and sending the Admins flying backward to slam into the pteranadon behind them. "River! You and John go rescue them! I can hold them off here!" she said as she twirled her sword back and forth, deflecting the bullets. "Run through the entrance! When they turn around to fire at you, I'll attack from behind! You can meet me back here later!"
"Para, that's-" River bursted but was cut off.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures! Do you want to get out of this drenching pit or not, River! There's not other way! Go!" Para replied. She had a reason to be irritated - there wasn't any time for stalling whatsoever. River reluctantly agreed, and turned to nod to John.
"Alright let's go!" John shouted. He, River, and the commando bolted across the platform as the Flooders turned their direction away from Para to turn and head for them. JohnArnold slid across the wet floor, holding down his triggers for rapid fire as River deflected any bolts that came near them. As those three reached the entrance to the inside of the aqua base, Para was on top of the troop of Flooders before they even knew what him them. She jumped upward, kicking down two troopers in the head and twirling to slash two more in the chest. She expertly fought her way through the crowd like twirling in a circle, attacking her enemies by slashing while at the same time deflecting the bolts that came her way. It was times like these that she was extremely thankful for her Admin expertise training.
JohnArnold and River, meanwhile, immediately turned to consult the commando once inside. "Okay, where are Jon, Majestic-1, and Rexoraptor being held?" John asked fiercely as River held a sword to the man's back.
"Up three levels," the commando whined. They wasted no time in rushing up stairs. In the process, three Flooders came running downwards and shooting across the cavernous flights of stairs. All within a fraction of a second, River skillfully angled his sword to deflect the blasts back into the body of one of the Flooders as JohnArnold shot twice, taking out the other two. After the amazingly quick setback, they raced onto the third floor of the complex.
"Now what?" John asked tersely.
"Let me lead you! It's like a maze to get there!" the commando replied. River rolled his eyes, more untrusting of this man than he could possibly have been. But at John's nod, he let the commando walk in front of him as he maintained his grasp to his arm, sword at his back. The commando raced over to activate a nearby blast shield door. After a few seconds the door opened, and they raced down a corridor that was curved.
It was very claustrophobic in the new, winding, narrow corridor. There were no windows and it seemed as if the space was becoming thinner and thinner. But JohnArnold and River simultaneously realized that it was taking a suspiciously long time to get to the end of the hallway. "How much long-" John was cut off as they rounded the corner to walk right into a wide room, filled with squads of Flooder commandos. The surprised Flooder whirled to unload upon the Admins as the commando that had been leading them went darting away.
"Oh no you don't!" River yelled, whipping a knife out from his belt and hurling it behind him while at the same time deflecting a bolt. The knife pierced through the thought leather of the fleeing commando's outfit, pinning him to the wall. He jolted to a stop and slammed to the floor, knocking himself unconscious. It was a fine trick he'd played by leading them into the midst of bunch of squads.
River darted forward, spinning his sword in a fluid motion as if cutting through a field of grain rather that a sea of Flooders. JohnArnold leapt into the air, landing on the opposite side of the room and fired on the back of the Flooders. A bullet slapped into River's hand as he howled with pain and ducked to avoid another bolt, retaliating at the waist in doing so. JohnArnold conked two of the Flooders heads together, slamming them forward into their fellow commandos and fired shots at them, taking the closely nit batch of his enemies down in a split-second. Deflecting five more bolts and leaping to spin backwards, River disposed of three as John took out the last four.
They took a moment to catch their breaths.
They had conquered the squads.
And then there was a loud hum from behind as a hidden panel opened and fifteen more squads flooded into the room, s ed and ready. "Oh this is just ridiculous!" John screamed out of frustration. He pointed his s backward through his legs, taking out the feet of all the troopers behind them as River ran forward, taking a bound toward the roof and cut a massive chunk out of the metal with his sword. As John backed the Flooders against a corner, the chunk of ceiling fell and slammed into the commandos, crunching them into the floor.
"Let's get out of here before any more show up," John said, retrieving River's knife from the wall and tossing it back to him.
"Good suggestion," River stated blandly. He gestured to the new opening in the roof, which seemed to be a better alternative to get around than skirmishing through a maze of narrow hallways floor by floor. River jumped out into the cold, wet air, JohnArnold following him and dragging their captive along.
Once in the rain on the roof, John shook the commando back awake. "Hey, snap out of it! Don't try anything like your last trick again! We are really, really pressed for time here, and sooner we get to our friends, the sooner we'll let you go."
"Alright, alright! Just don't me! I won't do it again," the cowardly commando replied, jolted from his brief unconsciousness. "Look, see that tower on the other side of the roof? That's out prisoner tower. Head there and I'll let you have your friends."
River and John looked at each other with affirmation. They turned and headed through the rain as thunder and lighting from the storm raged close by. While JohnArnold's thoughts dwelled on seeing his old friends again, River's dwelt on how his loving wife's battle was faring . . .
JohnArnold, River and their captive Flooder commando raced across the slippery roof, being pounded on by an endless shower of rain. Dark thunderclouds moved slowly over them, increasing the intensity of the storm. "Hurry up!" JohnArnold demanded of the commando, who was lagging being, unmotivated, unlike River and John. The man stopped taking his sweet time to catch his breathe. Irritably, River pounced backward, grabbing the mans arm and pulling him in a sprint to reach the prison tower up ahead.
"Quit lagging or else I'll go ahead and stab you a thousand times and dump you into the ocean!" River powerfully threatened. JohnArnold was rather surprised by River's stunning ferociousness and severity. His violent words could eventually escalate to actions someday. And such hasty rage easy produces mistakes or misjudgments - horrible ones. It was not the path an Admin should take, that was for sure. Now was not the time to discuss such things, however.
"We're almost there!" JohnArnold notified the other two that followed him. He could see the tall, sleek, round, ice-blue tower looming up ahead of them. River and the commando were nearly caught up with John when all of a sudden, the Flooder slipped in a puddle, grabbing River and pulling him down with him. As John whirled around to see what happened, River and the captive went tumbling across the roof to the brink of the flat area and then disappeared over the ridge.
"Oh no," John bellowed under his breathe as he darted over to see what had happened to them. Right on the ledge below, hanging on an outcropping from the flat wall, there they were. River sword had flown out of his hand and was tottering on the corner of the outcropping ready to drop into the ocean below. River struggled to keep his grip on the wet ledge as he and the commando continued to be drenched.
"Hang on!" John told them. With a gulp and mustering up his courage, JohnArnold began to lean over to reach them, being as careful as possible not to slip, fall, and slam right into them. As soon as he did so, bullets erupted from behind. Jumped backwards, his s ed and ready for action. Three carnotaurs stood in front of him, laced with red and black, growling. Atop them were the highly recognizable silver, purple, and blue armored hunters that the Admins had extensively had to deal with when they first met AcroIguana. The hunters open fired on John, who rolled across the roof sideways in a cartwheel, firing at the hunters as he did so. He nabbed the head of one of the carnotaurs, as the hunter atop it jumped off in the nick of time, landed, bent forward and fired the rocket launcher from his back. The smoking and smouldering rocket went soaring towards JohnArnold as the Admin ducked, the rocket skimming past him by just millimeters, singing the tips of the hairs on his head. The rocket zipped over the dangling River and the commando.
JohnArnold thought the rocket would simply explode above the ocean, but instead it looped back around to face him - it was actually a tracker rocket. John got on his knees, firing forward at the rocket to detonate it. The hunter from behind ran forward, firing at John. The Admins leapt away, unable to shoot any longer at the rocket as another of the carnotaurs came charging forward to nab him.
The rocket curved in its path to hit John again. But it was too late - the rocket slammed into the hunter, exploding his body to shreds and slammed into the charging carnotaur, causing the hunter that rode it to fly through the air and land on the metal roof, breaking his neck. The remaining carnotaur came charging forward. JohnArnold thought quick, lunging to grab the body of the nearby hunter propping his up and firing his rocket. The completely unsuspecting and surprised carnotaur instinctively turned to get out the way but it had only the smallest fraction of a second left. The rocket hit the animal in face, slashing it sideways. The body of the animal rolled over the ledge, falling to slam right into River and the commando, still hanging. "Left!" River yelled, working with the captive to move to the side of the ledge, missing the carcass.
Just before the beast plunged into the ocean, a huge sea creature thrust its massive head of the water and caught the carnotaur in its jaws, nearly taking River and the commando along with it, soaking them both with a tremendous splash as it ducked back into the ocean. "Hurry, up there, John!" River called to his comrade.
JohnArnold looked over the ledge, having gotten rid of te previous distractions. He reached out desperately to reach River and the commando, but couldn't do it. His eyes darted to the sword. "Hold out the sword to me, River!" he told him. River grasped the weapon quickly, holding it up for John. JohnArnold realized the only way he could pull them up it by grabbing the sharp end of the sword, a idea that made him cringe. Without further thought, he grasped the sharp end, pulling River up in one thrust. River landed on the roof above, beside him. John ripped off a piece of his shirt wrapping it around his hands to cover up the slashes he'd just received.
"I'm sorry, John. Are you okay?" River asked. John just nodded, finishing up the wrapping. "Let's go then," River said, patting John on the shoulder and picked up his sword.
"We need to get the commando too!" John reminded River. "He's the only way to lead us through the tower!"
River sighed, reluctantly remembering that detail. He motioned for John to grasp his legs and lower him to grab the commando below. He reached out to grab the frightened man's hand. "Help me before that thing pops up again!" the commando yelled, looking back to the ocean.
"Great! This is the last thing I would expect to do as an Admin - stick my neck out for a Flooder commando!" River sarcastically remarked. He tugged the man up and onto the roof. There wasn't a moment's rest, as the Admins went darting across the remainder of the roof, reaching the prisoner tower in seconds flat.
River immediately jabbed his sword into the entrance door, beginning to cut a whole in it. He brought it around to form a circle. "Almost done!" he said. Just then, the door slammed open. With surprise, he turned to see the commando standing by the activation panel right next to the door, both he and John having a look of amusement on their faces.
"Admins sure don't think, do the-" the commando began to remark as River whipped him into the prison chambers, JohnArnold directly behind him, s ready. The commando rushed to lead them up one floor. The stairs led to endless hallways of prison cells, some filled with captives, others not. River and John could tell it would have taken them forever just to check all the cells on the different floors.
The commando led them down a single hallways and stopped in front of one of the larger cells. He pressed a code into the panel on the right side of the door. The black shield opened in a hurry, revealing three men behind it, sitting on grey colored benches. They craned their heads back to see who it was, expecting Flooders to bring them news of execution or another form of bad news. Instead, they saw their old friend, JohnArnold, with a Flooder, and another person they'd never seen before. "Guys!" John smiled, rushing in to hug them. "It's great to see you again!"
The men were too startled to talk at all. One of them stepped forward with shocked smile. "I can't believe you've come back! I thought we'd never see you again!" he said.
"Looks like you're an Admin now, and rightly so after all those plans you'd had in mind!" another exclaimed.
"I for one, aren't all that happy about this. We weren't good enough for John when he left before. Why is it we're important enough for him to save us now, all of a sudden?" he blurted.
"Give him a break, Rexo," the first one said to the third.
"River!" JohnArnold turned to his accomplice, too happy to be seeing his old friends again to take serious offence at the comment made by the third. "This is Jon, Majestic-1, and Rexoraptor. We were old buddies when we were young, before I came to Dan's Page!"
"Pleased to meet you," River smiled. "Not to be unfriendly, but I suggest we high tail it out of here as fast as possible," he next suggested. John shook his head, as if shaking himself back to the real world.
"You're right, we can't just stand here," John nodded. "Come on, ol' pals," he said to Jon, Majestic, and Rexo spinning around to leave. When they turned, they saw a squad of hunters standing before them. The Flooder commando had been given a .
"Nobody move," the commando smiled, aiming his . In the blink of an eye, River lopped the nose of the commando's straight off and dove into the hunters, performing his usual best, providing leeway for John and his friends to run to the other side of the hallway to get to the stairs. River jumped out of the hunters and dropped to the strairs as two more squads arrived.
"Come on" Jon said, running up with his friends to escape the squads as River deflected bullets. Just when they were about to run up, five more squads came running from the top of the stairs, cornering the Admins against a window. The group coming from below and the group coming from above, both large, rapid fired, making it difficult for River to defend the others with his sword. Some of the hunter bent to fire their rockets, destroying the window behind the escaping bunch as they ducked.
Behind them was gap that led in a free fall to the ocean below. One of the sea monsters brought its head of the water, opening its giant maw to eat and digest River, JohnArnold, Jon, Majestic-1, and Rexoraptor. Being cornered in three directions, there was no escape as the hunters closed in, edging their prey nearly out the window. Unable to deflect all the rapid fire bullets that surrounded them, the tiring River had his sword knocked out of his hand by a bullet. There wasn't any defense now, it seemed they would be ed at the hands of the hunters.
Behind them, River's falling sword was caught by a hand a blur swooped down by the window. "Come on!" the voice of Para yelled. Everyone whipped around to see Para atop one of the local, large pteranadons that had been tied to the landing pad where the Admin's stolen craft had crashed. She held the reigns of five more of the birds, which came next to the large, broken window, ready to be ridden. Without further thinking, River, JohnArnold, Jon, Maj, and Rexo a jumped onto the waiting pteranadons fast as lighting in order to escape their s. The trained birds immediately soared off, carrying the Admins and JohnArnold's old friends atop them, who sat in the saddles and held the reigns. Behind, angry Flooders fired upon them, but were unable to make any .
The six people soared away on the ancient birds, into the nights sky and across the stars. They had accomplished the rescue mission. "Ready to go back to jurassicpark.com?" Para smiled, looking at River with love. Her husband sat, thinking of something else entirely.
"I have another idea. There's one more person we should save from the Flooders. I've known him for a long time. And this time, we won't need to break into a prison," he replied. Nobody was sure of what exactly River was talking about. "You'll see what I mean," River smiled, as if reading their internal questions. "Head for Gondolend."
The stolen pteranadons from JPDatabase glided through the blue clouds, allowing themselves to be carried by the sweeping wind. They carried River, Para, JohnArnold, Jon, Majestic-1, and Rexoraptor across the span between sites and towards Gondolend.
"Oh, I look forward to seeing Enella again. It seems like its been a month, not a day, since we last saw her," Para smiled at her husband.
"I told you that you should have stayed," River said with an equal smile.
"I just miss her. I'm sure Vader and Raptor-Rex are taking good care of her. Besides, like I said, I'm not going to abandon you in a situation that has the highest degree of danger. After all, I did hold off those troops after we crashed so you two could rescue John's friends. Plus, I saved you even after that-"
"Okay, I know. I'm glad you came," River admitted with a bit of a smirk. "And I'm looking forward to seeing Enella too," he continued, his thoughts drifting to dwell on his newly- born, beautiful baby.
Meanwhile, JohnArnold was having his own conversation with his pals. "It really is great to see you again, John. What took you so long to come back to JPDatabase?" Jon asked. JohnArnold just shrugged, being careful where to place his words. His past and what he did while he was away from his home site was an extremely sensitive subject to talk about when with his old friends.
"I've just been really busy. It seemed that almost right after I worked to establish the fleet on Dan's Page, the Flooder's grew in power. Ever since they started that feud to draw the Admins into war, I've been working really hard," he replied.
"Really?" Rexoraptor said without looking at John. "I think you were never planning on coming back to JPDatabase. I think you came back just so that you could recruit us for fighting against the Flooders. Isn't that right?"
JohnArnold was shocked. He was a bit intimidated, but when noticing this about himself, he began to become a little annoyed. "Look, Rexo. I came back because I knew the Flooders had taken over and I wanted to rescue you. I would hope that you could help the Admins to fight against them, but even if you would refuse, that wouldn't make me not want to save you lives. It seems to me you aren't showing very much gratitude."
"I agree with him, Rexo. If John hadn't come back, we would've had our executions and we'd have been . We owe him big time," Majestic-1 chimed in. "Besides, I've been hankering for a good Flooder skull-bashing ever since they put us in the torture chamber." Majestic curled his fists and slammed them together. "I'd be honored to fight with you, JohnArnold."
"So would I," Jon said next. He then turned to look at Rexoraptor expectantly, who sighed a moment later.
"I still can't help but feel a little pain from the past, Arnold. But as long as there's a war too fight, you guys are right - the Flooders should be stood up to," Rexo declared hesitently. With another sigh, he finally said, "I'm in."
"Thank you so much for your help. It'll be the dynamic foursome all over again once we take to the skies, eh?" JohnArnold exhaled, patting his buddies on the back as they revived old memories in their heads. "Remember when we used to bulls eye those compies when I first began experimenting with early stages of the mini-chopper, ridin' through that-"
"There it is!" River pointed from his pteranadon to the webpage that was fast approaching below them. "Gondolend. I remember when Rancor still ran this place, before the Flooders invaded. Used to have really nice, lush green, marshy forests, teaming with life. But thanks to the Leader's pollution, everything's a dark, gloomy swamp. All the herbivore dinosaurs were ed off as he bred carnivores who would hunt each other. If we beat the Flooders, I look forward to getting some people over here to revive everything," River said with determination in his voice. He just d seeing the aftereffects of the Flooders taking over.
"Sure would have been a site to see back then," Para exclaimed.
Everyone grabbed their reigns to the beasts they rode, and pulled them gently back and to the side. The graceful birds of JPDatabase carried them downward with ease. As they drew nearer to the dark green site, they saw that it was shrouded in a thick blanket of mist, barely allowing them to see the swamps below. Nevertheless, the animals, although a bit hesitant of what would be behind the cloak of fog, carried the Admins downward.
The large birds entered the mist. It was entirely and completely thick as soon as they entered. They could not even see as far as the hands in front of their faces. The pteranadons let out a worried shriek as branches slapped against their bodies. Para gave a short scream as a spiky vine hit her forehead. River was jolted forward as he hit the side of a tree. He looked around him, unable to see his comrades, only able to hear their quick yells from the pains. Below he could turn around to look forward, a branch tore straight into the wing of the pteranadon he rode. He went spiraling downward as blood splashed his face.
They escaped the fog the fraction of second later, able to see around them. Immediately after they exited the thick mist, the pteranadons had no time to veer away from hitting the massive swamp directly below them as they flew out of control, panicking. The animals slammed into the water, flapping their wings in a fury. Everyone jumped off their saddles, swimming while leading the pteranadons to the muddy shore of the body of water while holding the reigns. The frightened birds flapped out of the water, beginning to calm down once away from any chance of drowning. They flowed their wings back, panting, as their rider plopped down into the mud, exhausted from the intense experience. They lay, staring upward as the dark surrounding them reached up into the blanket of cloud above them. "Well," Jon sighed. "That was interesting."
River pulled himself up, reminded on his one intention for even coming to this place. "I'm going to have a look around. I want you all to stay here. I'll be back soon," he said. Para jumped up just as fast, grabbing his shoulder.
"How can you go alone? Let me go-" she was cut off.
"Don't worry. I won't be hurt by him, he knows me. It is better if I go alone. I won't be gone long." And then River left, trudging through the thick, moist dirt that clung to his boots as he sloshed through the ground.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," Para sighed as the others watched him leave as he disappeared into the darkness . . .
Continue to Part 2 . . .
5/10/2002 11:08:26 PM
(Updated: 5/10/2002 11:13:11 PM)
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