"Imagination's Call"
Written By: Cabey9
Chapters 30 - 31
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Chapter 30: Emerging
"To the balconies!" shouted Dr. Overbuild. "Close the launchpad blast doors! First troops, get on the launchpads! Go!"
Everything was madness. Thousands of minifigures ran everywhere to guard their home.
Clang! The launchpad doors shut. Tons of minifigs waited inside, ready to fight when the doors were no more.
Dr. Overbuild and the other two present faction leaders stood on a balcony over looking the launch area. Below, they saw the battle beginning. The wind blew hard and cold.
The tower slowly succumbed to silence. Everyone was waiting.
After half an hour, there were shouts from the left launchpad. Dr. Overbuild looked down. Spiderlings were climbing the side of the tower. Hundreds of them. They would be at war in a few minutes.
He saw the brave minifigures prepare for the onslaught of spiders that would come any minute. Inwardly, Dr. Overbuild saluted them. He then continued shouting orders to the rest of the Nexus Force.
Jonathan awoke. He shook his team to wake them too.
"Wake up! We have to get going!"
Duke grunted and rose. He helped the others to their feet, and lifted Drake's stretcher.
"If we hurry, we can make it out of here in five hours or so," Duke said.
They made no delay and set off. No one dared looked down at the deepening chasm below them.
They took a break three hours into the climb. The crack had grown huge, and light was looting through, straight down on them. It had to be about noon.
Two and half hours later, Jonathan felt his blistered hand hit something soft: grass and earth.
"We've done it!" he exclaimed. He looked down. His companions were grinning from ear to ear.
Jonathan helped bring Drake up, and lifted the others out. They were near the Sentinel Encampment.
But something was wrong.
There was no movement. Not a single new recruit, Stromling, or corrupted robot. Duke's smile quickly vanished.
"Let's go to Nexus Tower..." he said. "We have to find out what's happened."
The group hurried off past the monument and to the launch area.
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Chapter 31: The Final Battle
Dr. Overbuild held a lot of chainsaws. He swept through the hordes of Stromlings that had been lifted onto the launchpads by dragons. The monsters never seemed to stop coming.
Minifigs on the balconies shot the creatures with their blasters and guns. The monsters smashed, but hundreds more replaced each fallen one it seemed.
Out of the corner of his eye, Hael Storm saw a group of minifigs get thrown back by a Stromling Admiral's chain gun, another dragon unload more enemies.
He wished he could help. But he was fighting a Maelstrom Dragon invader solo, and if he ran, he'd be toasted to bits. He watched a minifigure fall off the launchpad. He was driven mad with anger, and ran at the dragon. He smashed it in no time at all, and ran to help.
Vanda Darkflame was worried. Baron Typhonus hadn't shown his face yet. When he did, there would be trouble.
She smashed down three robots in one strike. She used her imagination and rebuilt them. They were now fighting at her side.
There was a tremendous crash as a dragon purposely dove into a blast door, which was protecting the inside of the tower. The dragon and the door smashed.
Everything on the battlefield stooped. A Stromling was the first to react.
Raising his clawed arm he shouted in triumph:
"GRUNT!!!!"
Instantly, the battle was on again. The Maelstrom forces ran to the door. The ones that made it past that were smashed by the larger army waiting behind the doors.
Meanwhile, Duke got Bricks to build a large rocket to transport them to the tower. Bricks hurriedly got them inside. They took off.
As they took off, the ride become bumpy.
"Chaos is in the air," said Jonathan.
As they neared the tower, the rocket was knocked around by mad. In the distance they heard guns firing, swords clanging, and shouting.
The launchpad was coming up fast. They saw the battle. They started in shock in horror at Nexus Tower, the brave minifigures, fighting for their lives, and the colossal amount of Maelstrom.
They crashed down on the middle launchpads, crushing a few Stromlings. "Jonathan! Get him to the infirmary!" shouted Duke. "We'll meet you over by..."
His final words were drowned out by the noise, and he lost sight of his mentor.
"Bye..." he whispered. He saw his other two team members, smashing enemies to clear a way for him.
Jonathan lept through the ruined doorway, and to the elevators. He immediately pushed 11th level button - the location of the Nexus Tower Hospital.
He raced Drake in. He put him on a bed and put a cold cloth on his head. He raced around in the drawers and pulled out an Imaginite Herb. He opened Drake's mouth and shoved them in by small amounts.
"Please work..." he said desperately.
"Those taste disgusting.... I need some proper food.... A pizza, fries and some pop would do me well...."
He was getting somewhere. That was definitely Drake.
"I don't have that, old friend," he said and laughed.
Out of nowhere, Jonathan heard a booming laugh. He ran to the window.
There was the Darkitect, materializing out of nothing.
Even Drake sat up.
"Not good. I didn't order pizza from him...."
The battle below again stopped and there was dead silence.
The Darkitect was almost transparent. He was huge, and was riding on purple cloud.
"This your last chance to surrender, and I won't smash you all like I have planned," he said darkly.
Instantly, shouts of "Never!" "For Imagination!" and "We stand strong!" rang across the tower.
"SILENCE!!!" shouted the Darkitect. His anger smashed the first line of minifigs closest to him.
"Have it YOUR way," he said. He laughed.
For dragons flew out of the darkness. They had four wings on each creature, and were covered with spikes. Butterscorch led them to the tower.
Baron blasted the remaining two doors to bits and disappeared. The dragons flew in.
Even Stromlings ran in fright from them. Hundreds of 'figs swarmed around the dragons. They fought valiantly, but the dragons were to strong. The inside of the main floor on Nexus Tower was soon ablaze.
The tower shook as the dragons rammed into anything in their path.
"Are you feeling ok?" asked Jonathan.
"I'm fine. We need to get down there," Drake replied.
Jonathan tossed him another herb. "Eat it. It'll help you out there."
"Thanks."
Suddenly, Jonathan and Drake were thrown backwards. They hit the window overlooking the last source of pure Imagination.
"No..." said Jonathan.
He could hear the Darkitect's laughter from outside the tower as the Imagination column was corrupted. The inside of the tower was beginning to be ripped apart.
The two slid the other direction. The tower was falling.
They looked out the window on the other side. Below the launchpads, the Darkitect had summoned all the Maelstrom and chaos he had. He was slowly eating away at himself. But, as the source grew more corrupted, he smiled evilly, and new power surged through him.
The glass behind them was ripped to bits by the corrupted core.
The two ran to the door and took the stair route. The jumped each flight of stairs. When Jonathan saw the armory entrance, he lept inside. He came out five seconds later carrying 4 jetpacks.
"What -" Drake began.
"No time now!" yelled Jonathan above the noise of the armory exploding behind them.
The two ran and jumped to the main floor. It felt like a furnace, and everything seemed to be burning. They were covered in sweat.
Jonathan saw Alyss smashing a four winged dragon. He yelled at her to come help, and she followed right away.
"Drake!" she cried happily.
"Bricks!" Jonathan shouted, still running. His teammate jumped out of a huge tower gun he had made.
"Here!" he called.
They ran out the middle launchpad door. Jonathan tossed each of his team members a jetpack.
"Trust me," he said, and he lept off the launchpad.
"Oh my..." Alyss said. She jumped off after him. The other two followed.
"You're not going on an adventure without me!" Jonathan heard a shout beside him. There was Duke, with his own jetpack.
The team was on the hard surface of Crux safetly in no time at all.
"I have a plan!" shouted Jonathan. "You must let your imagination flow through me in order to do this. Ok?"
"Yes!"
They stood in a line, facing the tower. Behind them, they could hear the Darkitect laughing. In front, the tower stood at a seventy degrees angle.
Jonathan thrust one hand back, and his teammates grabbed it. He held his other hand forward.
Fifty-five degrees.
"FOR IMAGINATION!" he shouted.
A wave of pure and Imagination came out of Jonathan. The tower glowed electric blue and it began to rise. The doors and smashed minifigures rebuilt. The inside of the tower went back to normal.
Jonathan focused most of the energy on the Imagination Nexus. The purple stream above the tower became Imagination again.
Maelstrom creatures of everywhere smashed, and the Imagination Nexus began to grow.
The Darkitect screamed and shrunk. In his place stood the terrified, uncorrupted Baron Typhonus.
Jonathan blacked out and saw no more.
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