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The Clones Return (Chapter 7)
By Vader
The fleet of fifty United League aircraft ships speed through the skies of the internet at a fast pace, leaving the Middle Rim of and entering the very heart and core of the Internet - the center rim, where Dan's JP3 Page was located. The vast fleet had been accumulated with the smuggler cruisers that AcroIguana had acquired and built of the many years of his previous business, diverse war vessels that joiners of the League had brought with them from other sites, and newly constructed mini-choppers made recently under the oversight of JohnArnold from memory of the plans that he knew by heart. It was certainly a grant sight too see as the zealous fighters for peace and justice made their way for the one place where the climax of all there hard work would be put into a war. But the questioned still remained as to who would win the war. Therefore, the fate of everyone in the inter ' istence - present and future - depending on the upcoming, essential occurrence in site war history.
These thoughts made River not only worried, but struggling to keep his thoughts within reason. He knew his rage would easily boil over in this war, and he knew that it was imperative to keep it under the control - for the sake of not having a repeat of what had happened on the Gondolend website earlier. He closed his eyes ly, a shiver running through his spine. Something, something he wasn't sure of, was almost telling him that his rage was inevitable, that it couldn't be stopped. He leaned forward, trying to keep the ideas away.
"Remember, we will be here to help you and stand by you, River. Always," the warm and encouraging voice of Vader reminded River. He looked up to see Raptor-Rex and Vader, the two people who had trained him to become a full-fledged Admin, looked upon him. Raptor-Rex reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
From behind them, Para strolled up, her baby in her hands. He stomach, which had been rather large from the pregnancy, had gotten to its normal size once again, and River was faced with a wonderfully radiant wife, brimming with a sort of excitement. "I talked with AlanGrant5. He said he would be happy to watch over Enella for us during the battle," she smiled to her husband, then sighing, becoming more serious. "This is going to be a huge day in all our lives."
A low, pleasant tone sounded throughout the large auditorium in which the group sat in. A flood of people crowded in to join the already large number of those sitting down. The auditorium had been built in the center of AcroIguana's personal vessel for periods of military briefings from the Count. Wanting to waste no further time in briefing at Jurassicpark.com, SamFan had suggested to state the final plans for the assault at Dan's Page on the Flooders while already on their way there. So, with the many commanders, generals, and the group of Admins inside the one ship, and many other pilots throughout the rest of the fleet tuning in at the same time, AcroIguana stood before them all with SamFan at his side. JohnArnold and his old friends, along with Cyros, came over to sit by River as the briefing began.
"Welcome everyone," Acro started. "This will be your final instructions as to the strategy of battle that is soon to be put into effect when we arrive at Dan's JP3 Page." At that point, SamFan reached out and activated the large, wide-screen monitor behind them. It displayed a 3- D landscape of Dan's JP3 Page, zooming in to a large battle plain that lie before a tall bluff, which was crowned with a massive device, designed to look almost like a big palace. "As you can see here, the clone device is seated on this high rise. After landing on the far side of the field, we will put into effect Plan A, which will be to involve the mini-choppers attacking the device by air. We are unable to determine what the Flooders could have up their sleeves. Therefore, if our aerial attack should fail, we shall put into effect Plan B, which is slightly more complicated: While our ground troops battle with the Flooders' forces on the battle plain, a small team will sneak into the device by climbing up the side of the bluff. They will make their way to the clone device's central core and set es for a five-minute countdown to detonation - giving them the maximum amount of time that can be allowed to escape the device before it blows. If we suceed, we will put an end to wicked tyranny of Flooder's government, stop the Leader of the Flooders once and for all, and restore the good government Dan had first started."
Nobody in the fleet had any questions. The plan had been very well explained, and everyone knew what their duties and responsibilities included in the intricate weaving of the outworking of the plans. As SamFan deactivated the monitor, AcroIguana continued, "I would like to remind everyone here that we are putting every last bit of time and effort that we have built up over the years into this one, massive battle. It is our only, and our last, hope of defeating the Flooders. It is of my upmost concern that everyone of the United League strive their absolute best - that is all I ask for. Let us perform our best - for Dan, for the Admins, for peace, for the internet." At that, everyone stood and cheered. Acro couldn't have had tried to harder to lift everyone's spirits that had been down. Now, wether they had been for a long time or had been since just the end of Acro's speech, every single person who was willing to fight for good, we completely ready.
As the fleet arrived just near Dan's Page, while excitement and determination hung in the front of everyone's minds, fear and horror clung to the back of their minds, refusing to let go. A concoction of hope and dread filled every man as they soared over Dan's JP3 Page, heading for the battle grounds and evading any turrets that fired upon them.
Vader, Raptor-Rex, Cyros, and JohnArnold stared outside at what had become of their home. They recognized the familiar rolling, green hills of the countryside, the lush jungles running through the open territory, sending a rush of emotion through them. Their eyes turned to the capitol, which had been rebuilt for the purposes of the Flooders. Dan's Palace was the only original architecture that remained - serving as a hub for all military command.
And then, behind Dan's Palace, overlooking the battle plain atop the bluff, was the towering clone device, reaching up to the sky with the confident and prestigious Leader of the Flooder's throne room sitting on it's very tip-top. A look of darkness covered Rivers face when he saw the residing place of the Leader whom he couldn't help but so much.
The fleet landed on the far end of the plain facing the raised clone device on the other end. The landing gears of all the vessels unfolded and set down. "Alright everyone. Let's do Plan A," came the voice of AcroIguana over the speakers. River and Para turned to look at their fellow Admins.
"We wish you the best in your flight," River said. He leaned over to hug his comrades goodbye as he turned with Para to take Enella to safety as the war began. JohnArnold, Vader, Raptor-Rex, and Cyros all ran as fast they could to the hangar, where already many others were beginning to rev up their vehicles.
"Hey, there!" Rexoraptor cried out as he and Jon boarded their own mini-choppers, waving to the Admins as Majestic readied the many s that would be used if Plan B would be put into effect, who spun around to wave as well.
The Admins felt absolutely great to board the familiar Mini-choppers once again to go up against the Flooders as memories of the battle to save InGenNet when the site wars were in their early stages came back to their minds. But it was of far bigger concern than to just save one site from the Flooders now - this time they were battling to save the entire internet. With that final thought, all the mini-choppers in the hangar took off zooming up into the skies. Everyone headed strait for the clone device.
"All pilots, report in!" JohnArnold said over the speaker. At that, everyone in the choppers began to confirm their presence in the attacks.
Once everyone had done so, Raptor-Rex joined in: "Ready the missiles." The pilots turned to their control boards to flip switches and press buttons. The choppers came into formation as they came ever closer to the device. The Admin Fleet rode again, and John was proud of it.
"This is it," Vader said at last as they all turned downward to begin their assult, unsure of any tricks the Flooder would try. They shifted in their seat, ed their knuckles, and wiped any remaining sweat from their brow, as the ever-growing anticipation drew to its close. As all eyes rested on Plan A, the Battle for the Internet began . . .
2/21/2002 12:42:44 AM
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