HANG ON TIGHT GUYS, THIS IS GOING TO BE ONE WILD NIGHT!!!
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Chapter 12
Things Just Got Fluffing Real
There are some days when I just wished I’d
stayed in bed, and right now this was one of them! It’s not that I’m opposed to
conflict, if I’m honest, normally I love it, but the circumstances of being
ambushed and attacked at my home totally hissed me off in a monumental way.
The bunker alarm was wailing for the umpteenth time in the
last couple of hours. The red lighting was giving me a migraine, and I yelled. “Vera,
turn off the alarm and restore normal lighting parameters.”
“Restoring bunker defaults,”
Vera answered rather calmly, well for an A.I. calm was her default mode.
“Snowie,” I called through
to the Control Room. “What’s happening on the monitors?”
There was a brief pause and
then she said. “The T-Rexs are in the garden with six Red Wing Raptors and they’re
heading straight for the summer house, and that weird fog seems to getting thicker.”
I glanced at everyone in the
boardroom. “Weapons ready dudes!”
Fudge, Parsley, and Smooch
headed into the Control Room to get the trolleys laden with ammo and all manner
of weapons.
Bomber came and stood next
to me and murmured. “You saw didn’t mew?”
I nodded. “I don’t know what
mew just read, but I know it’s not good.”
“It said that mew fought
well, but ultimately lost,” he sighed heavily.
“Dude, don’t tell me anymore,”
I answered. “I don’t need the negativity right now, as we’ve got more than we
can cope with."
Humphrey had been listening
and said. “Basil, we can do this. I know mew’re worried about us all, but listen
to me. I’ve may have an idea.”
>^.^<
The zombie cats were
relentlessly battering the broom cupboard door, causing blue sparks to fly as
they bombarded the magical ward. Vera’s voice sounded through the tannoy
system. “The Invisi-dome
has been breached. I repeat, the Invisi-Dome has been breached.”
“Pandora,” Miss Warts said urgently.
“We need to get out of here.”
Mogs added. “I can hear them
in the air ducts above. I don’t think we have much time.”
Pandora had been gathering a
few supplies in a canvas grab bag. Picking up her wand and giving the room a last glance,
she said in her odd little foreign accent. “Let’s go.”
The amethyst circle was glowing
deep purple as Pandora summoned her aethereal power and chanted, “Powers of the
air, the sky and the stars, transport us three immediately, to the circle by ancient
oak tree!”
With a mighty clap of
thunder, she firmly grasped Mogs by the paw and Miss Warts by the hand. A bolt
of sizzling violet light flashed in the room and they vanished.
Seconds later they
materialised in dazzling light show in the stone circle next to the Church. The
one that Miss Warts and Mogs had arrived in earlier.
The three of them
instantaneously took up defensive stances, scanning the immediate area. The
mist was roiling and whipping up against the huge outer stones like waves
crashing.
Pandora tapped her comms
unit, knowing that it would work now they were out of the broom cupboard. “Basil, are mew on channel?”
There was a brief pause. “Pandora,
where the fluff are mew?”
“We’re at the stone circle
next to the church,” she explained, and added. “The shufflers were trying to
get into the broom cupboard, so we had no choice but to teleport out of there.”
“Stay where mew are. I’ll
get Humphrey to send a couple of the drones to watch your six.”
“Drones are on the way,” Humphrey’s
voice sounded through the comms unit.
“Stay there, we’ll come and
pick mew up!” Basil added quickly. “Stay safe, over and out.”
Pandora looked a little confused.
Miss Warts and Mogs both asked. “What’s happening at the bunker?”
“Basil says he’s coming to
pick us up,” she answered. “But I don’t see how that is possible if those
T-Rexs and raptors are in the garden. They’re pretty much trapped, and I can’t
leave them there."
Mogs put a paw on Pandora’s
arm. “Let’s give them a few minutes. Commander Basil may have a plan, and if we
go rushing off, and they come here and we’re not here… mew get the picture.”
Miss Warts nodded. “Yes, let’s
give him ten minutes. If he doesn’t arrive, then we’ll go, OK?”
Pandora thought about it for
a moment and then agreed. “Yes, I know mew’re right, it’s just I can’t stand to
think that I’m not there helping.”
A drone flew low over the
stone circle and Snowie’s voice sounded through Pandora’s comms unit. “Pandora, Red Wing Raptors are headed your way from Main
Street!”
>^.^<
Smooch and Parsley wheeled in the first overloaded trolley, followed by Fudge pushing the second.
“What’s the plan Basil?”
Fudge asked.
“Snowie, Amber, come in here,”
I called through to the Control Room.
Once everyone was assembled,
I was just about to speak when Pandora’s voice came through loud and clear in
my headset. Listening to her voice filled me with relief. As she said the word “teleport,”
an idea unfolded in my mind, resembling the reverse engineering of an origami
swan.
Snowie was holding her iPaw
tablet with all the monitor feeds on which she was watching carefully. Amber
was carrying a basket and I could see several books sitting beneath an Uzi with
several spare clips, and I smiled to myself. Amber couldn't go anywhere without her books.
I looked at my team, plus
The M-Unit and young Melvyn, they were all waiting for me to speak. I tapped a hidden
button on the wall panel and it slid open.
“This is our way out,” I
said.
“Huh, that’s really sneaky,”
Smooch grinned. “We didn’t know about that, did we guys?” He looked at Parsley
and Fudge, who were both quite shocked at the revelation of a secret passage.
“And we thought we knew
every escape route in the bunker!” Fudge laughed.
“Not this one,” I replied. “Deezul
was under strict orders to keep it quiet.”
“Where does it go?” Amber
asked.
“To the one place where we
can lead this nightmare horde away from BBHQ.”
Snowie urgently tapped her
comms unit. “Pandora, Red Wing Raptors are headed your way from Main Street!”
“We’d better make haste then,”
I said. “Everyone in the tunnel, quick sharp.”
As they headed into the dark
passageway, overhead lighting snapped on immediately.
I ushered them all ahead of
me and once they were all inside; I said. “Vera implement Code 792-Delta-Echo-9.”
“Affirmative Commander Basil," the bunker A.I. responded. “Code 792-Delta-Echo-9 will be implemented as soon
as you’re clear of BBHQ.”
Humphrey was waiting just
inside the passage as I entered and closed the secret panel behind me. I tapped
on a keypad set into the wall and a steel blast door slammed down from the ceiling.
“Basil, are mew sure mew
want to implement Code 792-Delta-Echo-9 with Vera?” he asked hesitantly. “Mew
know we’ve never run that code before, only computer simulations, and who knows
what might happen.”
I paused for a second. “What
choice do we have?”
Smooch was the first to
reach the end of the corridor and he found a large steel door, tapping the
bunker’s general door code into the keypad. To his amazement, the hatch swung
open. “I’m surprised Basil used the same code for this door.”
“Yeah, me too,” Parsley
agreed.
They entered the fusty
smelling, concrete room and were horrified to discover that it was completely empty.
I was last through the door and rapidly secured it.
The B Team looked rather
unnerved to be locked in a sealed room. “What the fluff is this?” Fudge grunted
as his trolley came to a stop. The M-Unit looked a little bewildered too, and Melvyn,
who was sitting on Smokes’ shoulder, began to cry.
Seeing everyone’s
apprehension and unease, I blurted out. “Guys, don’t panic. Just stand by the
walls and all will be revealed.”
As soon as the floor space
in the centre of the room was clear, using a remote fob I’d fished out of my
tactical vest. I pushed the button and a second later, a motor started. Gears
noisily clanked and ground, clearly unused for a while, as a heavy-duty
platform started descending from the ceiling. An area in the middle of the
floor dropped downward several feet, and the large slab of concrete slid into
the wall of the newly revealed shaft.
>^.^<
Miss Warts had her wand primed and was ready to go. Mogs
was drawing his power and his silver spotted fur turned the blackest of blacks
and he seemed to melt into the darkness. His emerald green eyes flashed with sparks
of gold, the same as his mistress’s as they harnessed power ready to attack.
Pandora hissed. “They’re
almost here!”
“I can hear them,” Mogs
breathed. As the sound of racing claws through long damp grass got closer and
closer.
Miss Warts’ crystal tipped
wand glowed like liquid gold and small green starbursts of radiant power
erupted from the tip.
Pulling her magical powers
from the surrounding elements, Pandora in that moment wondered if she could
harness the mist, and began to reel the dense swirling fog towards her. It
spiralled and spun faster and faster.
It twisted and became
thicker and thicker until it was just like white candy floss.
She used her power to manipulate
the white frothy mass just as the first Red Wing Raptor launched into the stone
circle, its jaws snapping as it made the most terrifying sound.
**AND CUT**
Guys, mew know how we roll, so many apologies to cut it right there, but we will say, OH MY COD, it's really getting out of control at BBHQ, can we take the pressure???? MOL
AND
What the fluff is happening in that sealed concrete room?
Where are the T-Rexs and the looney necromancer?
How the fluff are Pandora, Miss Warts and Mogs going to stop a murderous horde of Red Wing Raptors?
And what the fluff does Code 792-Delta-Echo-9 do?
If mew would like to read Chapter 13, let us know in the comments, as OH MY CAT, this is getting wilder by the second! Remember, this story is for mew, and mew decide if it continues.
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