Written By: Cabey9
Chapters 16 - 19
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Chapter 16:
After Jonathan came to, he realized there was no longer the cheering of the minifigures, just the inpenatratable blackness.
"Wake up, Jonathan," he heard a minifigure whisper. "We have to get out of here, and fast."
He looked up. He felt the minifigure pull him, but saw nothing. The way he took Jonathan's hand seemed strangely familiar.
He stood up as the minifigure pulled him further and said, "Run!"
Explosions sounded behind them, and Maelstromic laughter rose above the trees.
Together, Jonathan and the strange minifigure raced to Nimbus Plaza. The place was ablaze, and through the fire, he saw the outline of the minifigure. He was digging through the rubble, and tearing out various pieces.
With them, he built a rocket for 2 people. "Hop in!" he said.
Jonathan jumped into the rear seat, and the minifig jumped into the front.
"Hold on tight..." said the minifigure.
The engines on the rocket sprung to life, and sparks fired from the back.
Jonathan heard a distant shout and a few grunts. Then, he saw a mass of purple flood over the race place wreckage toward the rocket.
"Umm...!" said Jonathan pointing at the oncoming mass.
"I know," the minifigure said worriedly. The rocket gave a violet lurch and starting speeding across the ground.
"This is why we use launchpads!" he shouted above the noise. He pulled down a lever.
"Come on.... Go up!" he said.
The Maelstrom continued to draw closer.
The minifigure confined to pull the lever. Jonathan reached in to help him, and the rocket blasted upward, melting the Stromlings who had been right behind them.
"You're Fred.... Aren't you...?" said Jonathan in disbelief and amazement.
"I have been called that before," the minifigure said as he grinned.
The two laughed as they flew away to Nexus Tower.
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Chapter 17:
An hour later, Fred and Jonathan touched down on the Nexus Tower launchpad.
"Good luck, Jonathan," Fred said. "I hope we will meet again."
"Bye, Fred..." replied Jonathan miserably "Thank you... for everything. I wouldn’t be here without you."
"Neither would I without you."
With that, he rocketed away. Jonathan tiredly walked down into the hallway, to give another report.
He went into the elevator and went to the Sentinel meeting room.
The room was empty except for Duke Exeter playing away at his DS.
"Erm... Duke?" said Jonathan.
The Sentinel leader jumped up and turned off his DS and shoved into his armor.
"Oh! Jonathan! I thought you had perished like so many others at that battle." he said warmly, but his faced showed that he was distressed. Jonathan wasn't sure if it because he lost a level of Super Mario Bros., or because of the battle.
Duke stood up, shook Jonathan's hand, and patted him on the back.
"It's good to have you back," he said, a grin creeping on his face.
He turned away and his expression became serious again.
"Nimbus Station is overrun by Maelatrom. Avant Gardens is falling. Typhonus is on the move. We need a something powerful to help us."
"What are you talking about?" asked Jonathan.
"The Imagination Sword of the mystic First Builders. It is said to be the most powerful weapon in existence. It's more powerful than mine, by far."
"But that's been lost... forever," said Jonathan walking over to Duke. "But do you know possibly a way to find it?"
Duke slowly turned around. He was grinning again. "I have my suspects."
An hour later, Jonathan quietly closed the Sentinel meeting room door behind him and went down to the main floor. He ran to the Sentinel HQ and watched the recruits buy, chat and play the combat challenger.
He recalled Duke's description of the person he was trying to find:
"Black hair, rank 3 knight. He likes to play combat challenger, and he's good at it too."
Sure enough, as Jonathan looked down the combat alleys he saw the minifig he was looking for.
"Excuse me, Drake, if that's what you're called. I need to talk to you."
Chapter 18:
"I preferred to be called PeepMaster, but Drake will do." he said happily.
"Can you come over here?" asked Jonathan.
"Almost set a new high score.... Just a sec..."
A few seconds later Drake (a.k.a. PeepMaster) stepped out. "What can I do for you today?"
"Follow me, please we need to go somewhere private," replied Jonathan.
Jonathan walked out into the hallway. When no one was watching, he ran to the other side and opened a small door. Drake followed him inside.
Jonathan closed the door. "Duke tells me you know something about the sword. The sword of the First Builders"
"I may know a thing or two..." answered Drake.
"I will pay for that information."
"Your payment isn't necessary, Jonathan," said Drake. "You are a member of the Nexus Force! You are one of the highest ranking Sentinels around! I will not keep secrets from you that could help destroy the Darkitect and his followers!"
Jonathan was surprised it had been so simple. "So, what do you know?"
"It isn't located in the Nimbus System. It is beyond. I've been to where it's located," whispered Drake.
"Where beyond?" asked Jonathan.
"It was written about stories. Nothing much is known about it at all. Just it's name." said Jonathan.
"And it's name is...?"
"Gallant 5."
Silence hung in the small room, and the word echoed all around them.
"Thank you. Thank you!" said Jonathan. He grabbed his back pack and started for the door.
"Well, see ya!" laughed Drake. "That was fun." he mumbled jokingly.
Jonathan raced back to the meeting room and asked Duke if he could get a flight to Gallant 5. After a brief conversation, they went down the elevator. Waiting at the bottom was Drake.
"Jonathan, take Drake with you. He knows that planet. As do I, but I must not leave this tower. I have to help the new recruits," said Duke.
"Yes, sir," said Jonathan.
"Good luck," said Duke. "May Imagination be with you!"
Duke walked into the elevator and the doors closed behind him.
"Now what?" said Drake.
"We get a space cruiser out to the most mysterious planet in the Universe," replied Jonathan.
"Where would we find one of those?"
"You see these huge things that sit to the sides of the launchpads all day? Sucking in Imagination? I think it's a bit boring just watching them there all day. Let's give the recruits a cool surprise!" said Jonathan.
"Oh yeah! Those things are big, too!" said Drake and he whistled softly.
"We leave tomorrow morning."
Chapter 19: Gallant 5
After 2 hours of sleep, Drake and Jonathan prepared to launch to Gallant 5. An hour later, they were ready.
The border the spaceship through special doors on the Tower's 3rd level.
"It's bigger that it ever seemed..." Drake exclaimed in amazment.
On the towers main floor, the recruits heard the sound of a massive engine starting up. They ran to where the sound was coming from: the launch area.
Hundreds of recruits of all different ranks, specialties, and factions clambered up on to the launchpads and starred in aw at the giant spaceship's lights flicker to life.
Everyone was asking, "What is going on?!"
Mythrans even came to check out what was going on, but the minifigs for once did not pay them a glance.
Drake opened one of the back windows and said, "Bye, everyone!"
There were exclaims of, "It's PeepMaster throughout the crowd, but the noise was instantly muffled by the roar of the ship's engines as it blasted away from the tower at last.
Minifigures cheered. Mythrans just starred in amazement and wondered what was going on that Duke Exeter had once again had "forgot" to inform them of.
Jonathan, who was at the controls, blasted the spaceship away from the shattered remains of Crux Prime and into the deepest, most explored part of the Universe.
"Hold on," said Jonathan. "We're going into hyper speed."
He pulled down a red lever and pushed a green pip on the control panel.
To make a long story short, they went super fast, and Drake had problems.
Jonathan pushed the lever back up and Drake fell to the floor unconscious.
"We're there!" said Jonathan.
A few minutes later Drake groaned at sat up, looking a little green.
Outside was an enormous red planet with a spot of grey and green and even some water.
"We head for the weird spot," Drake said weakly as he sat back up in his copilot seat.
"Ok," said Jonathan.
The spaceship went diving down to the strange mysterious planet.
Just minutes later, they landed. When they came out, they were surprised to find the presence of Maelstrom goo.
"Tyhponus, yet again, is a step ahead of us again..." whispered Jonathan.
Off in the distance, a deep roar sounded.
"That can't be good," said Drake.
The two walked ahead through the dark forest.
After hours of hiking, In the center, they came across the temple of the First Builders.
The temple was futuristic looking, even though it had been built hundreds of years ago. The architecture was very advanced. The building was in a circular shape.
"These guys were good!" said Drake.
"No kidding..." breathed Jonathan.
As they walked to the entrance, they saw that the temple was collapsing at points. Rubble and Maelstromic Goo was everywhere.
"Oh no..." said Drake horrified. "Baron Typhonus might have the sword!"
Jonathan went in. Inside, there was a deep growl and flame came bursting out of the entrance, along with Jonathan.
"Whoa!!!" cried Drake.
"DragonS..." said Jonathan, emphasizing the "S".
"How will we get in alive?"
"Take this," he answered, handing him some Crux Prime Armor. "It's my favorite armor. Har to come by and not cheap."
Drake put it on. "Nice...."
"We're going in. Also, take this shield. You'll need it," Jonathan said, tossing him a shield also.
"Thanks."
And they entered the dragons' lair.
They raced past, blocking the fire blasts with their shields. They eventually entered a room safe from the dragons, where they fell over, panting.
In the same room, right in front of them, was the sword.
Drake rushed over to it. "Darkitect couldn't grab it himself, eh?" he laughed. "Instead, he puts all sorts of dragons gaurding something he desperatly wants." He walked over to the sword. "Look, you can just grab-"
He reached down to grab it and was thrown hardly against the wall.
"it..." finished Drake and he slumped over.
Jonathan rushed over. He was still breathing, so he was ok. The sword had just shocked him.
He went back over to the sword. He summoned his imagination and built a claw. With it he safetly grabbed the sword. The claw took the sword and carefully dropped it into his hands. He prepared for the shock, but it never came. Now he understood why the Darkitect couldn't grab it. He didn't have imagination.
He tested the sword. It's balance and weight were perfect. He saw a blob of goo ip ahead and aimed his sword at it, ready to strike. But, instead, a flash of lightning and imagination shot out the tip of the sword. When it stopped, he looked at the goo. The imagination had poisoned it. It curled up and drifted away on on the winds of Gallant 5.
Jonathan went to get Drake, who he found awake.
"Let's go." Jonathan said.
As Jonathan turned to head out, Drake grabbed his shoulder. "This planet is dangerous. You must be careful. The Darkitect's power is strong. Use the sword," he whispered.
Jonathan nodded. And he continued out the door.
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