Young Writers Society

Gsppcrocks10

Gsppcrocks10 followed Irish around. She had somehow escaped notice from SiSi, though she had NO idea how. She was standing behind her now. "So, how's life Irish?"

Gsppcrocks10 rolled her eyes. "Gee, thanks for noticing me."

SiSi whirled around, seeming extremely startled. Gsp held up her hands to show that she wasn't carrying any weapons.

Not that she was telling the truth. She had the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness that she had found during a food fight stuffed down her shirt. But she wasn't about to tell SiSi that.

irishfire

Irish sensed the power of the turkey leg of doom and what not in Gsp's backpocket. She grinned as Sisi got a Band-aid for her to at least attmept (probably only to fail) at patching up her shoulder, nose, and kidney.

She inched closer to Gsp and whispered "When will you unleash it?"

SiSi

"Dear me, girls, what are you whispering about? I don't mean to interrupt your conversation--" *hack hack* "but there are no secrets kept by our prisoners." While she turned towards Amy and JD, Irish and Gsp glanced worriedly at each other.

"Thank you so much, guys. Now you're coming with me." SiSi grabbed Amy's wrist, grabbed Gsp's and Irish's hands in her free hand, and dragged the group back to the jail cell, kicking open the cell door.

Mikael grinned when he saw her with her load. "Escaped prisoners, eh?"

"The whole lot of them," SiSi replied. She waved at Mo through the window, then turned and left the cell.

"Wonder where she's going," someone muttered.

Amy sighed. "A dark person of many secrets. That's what she is. I get the feeling she's not telling us something about her. But what it is she's keeping a secret about, I don't know...."

Mira

Mira entered an empty room as some giraffes trotted by. She glanced around at the furniture and such, wondering why an evil person would want a pink room, only to find her eyes land upon a cell phone. Her mouth dropped as she rushed forward to pick it up. Mira quickly dialed June's number and let it ring.

"Hello?" a confused June answered the phone. Her voice was wary.

"Juney! It's Mira! Thank goodness I was able to reach you," Mira replied.

"Mira! Are you okay? Where is everyone?"

"We're u- Aaaah!"

Mira was cut off as a giraffe burst into the room, followed by a figure cloaked in black. The phone fell from the girl's hand and hit the ground with a resounding crack. June's frantic voice could still be heard on the phone, but the room went silent after the giraffe stepped on it.

SiSi

She peeked through the keyhole of the pink room and saw Mira being apprehended by the giraffe and the black-clothed figure. SiSi grimly opened the door. "What's happened now, Number 147?" she asked tensely. "Don't tell me this is another one of those prisoners...!"

The black-clothed figure replied, "It is indeed a YWS prisoner. Tell me what you make of it."

SiSi was silent for a moment as she eyed the shivering girl. "Well, you know what that means..." she trailed off.

The giraffe grinned. "That's right--Code Red."

Bond had been away on a top secret mission in Europe, that may or may not have been highly illegal, and involve sneaking into an embassy to steal plans... Her communications had been cut short to avoid being tracked. She knew nothing of the goings on in YWS, nothing of the danger her friends faced. She was exhausted to say the least, and almost fell asleep in the helicopter home. She stood in the open side of the copter, letting the wind blast her face, keeping her alert. She was tired, and her face showed it, there were deep circles under her eyes, and she hadn’t had a chance to shower in three days. She looked down at her dusty pants, they had been black, like her shirt, but now they were a kind of grayish tint, ditto on the rest of her tight dark clothes. She sighed and returned to gazing out at the landscape moving by underneath them. She rubbed her hand down her face, and felt her communicator vibrating in her pocket.

“Yello? Hope here. ....June?...June is that you? I can just barely hear you...what’s up?”

She only heard bits of what June was saying...Help...gone...kidnapped....giraffes... Before it cut out completely.

“Damnit!!”

She dashed to the front of the cockpit.

“Turn around!!!”

The pilot stared at her over his shoulder and gave her a funny look.

“I said turn around! Now you do it and you do it now!!!”

He shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to do as he was told.

She went over to where her seemingly innocent briefcase sat, and opened it. She pulled out her two trusty P99s and checked the clips. She seemed satisfied, and slid them into the holsters strapped to her thighs. She hoped she wouldn’t have to use, but just in case.
She grabbed the nearest parachute and strapped it on, reaching up she pulled out her ponytail, and shook her hair loose. It would come loose in the jump anyway, and she didn’t want to lose her favorite hair band! She returned to her previous spot on the open side, scanning the ground for the right landing spot. She found it. Gathering her courage, she counted under her breath.

“One....two....three!”

She threw herself out of the copter, muttering on the way down about the things she got herself into.

SiSi

Her walkie-talkie, attached to her belt, suddenly crackled.

"This is Number 154. Have just spotted unknown suspect jumping horrendously out of hovering aircraft into base camp area."

SiSi frowned as she realized the meaning of this message, then replied back in the walkie-talkie, "Admin34. Make sure you're clean. Track suspect and find motives, appearance, description, etc. You know what to do; Code Red is on."

After sending her message, SiSi turned back to Mira. "So, why don't you start from the very beginning," she coldly said. "Then we will decide what to do with you."

(Note: The phrase 'make sure you're clean' means make sure no one follows you. )

Mira

"The beginning? Well, that's a bit far back and I don't really remember the details. I was born, of course, but I suppose you'll want more than that. It was a cold, dreary day in Lala Land, Virginia at the Imagination Hospital..."

"Not that beginning, you idiot!" Sisi yelled, causing Mira to flinch. She tapped her foot impatiently, her hand resting on the top of the walkie-talkie. "You know where I want you to start."

"I don't think that I really feel like revealing that information, Oh Evil One."

irishfire

Suddenly, Irish flopped into the room and landed on her face.

"I thought you were getting me a Band-aid!" she whined to Sisi without getting up. "Giant shoulder wounds don't just fix themselves you know!"

Mira slowly helped Irish off the floor. "So," she said looking from Mira to Sisi and senseing the tension. "Whats goin on here?"

Sisi glared at her, "Mira won't tell me whats going on!" Irish scratched her head and began playing with her red-gold hair.

"Well why would we? Your evil and will use it against us. DUH!"

Gsppcrocks10

Gsppcrocks10 sighed. "I'm really getting tired of this."

Irish suddenly grinned. "You're gonna get it now SiSi." Gsp saw a flicker of fear on her face. She smiled.

"That's right. You'd better run SiSi! Not that that'll help you. Nobody escapes the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness."

SiSi's eyes widened and she turned to run, but I pulled the leg out of my pocket, hurling it at her. It seemed to glow as it hurtled through the air, colliding with SiSi's head. Poor SiSi didn't have a chance. She collapsed to the ground.

Mira stared at the leg that was now lying on the ground. It seemed to be glowing with its own internal light. She walked towards it, stretching her hand out...

"No Big Sis, don't!" Gsp cried, but it was too late. She brushed the turkey leg with her finger, and... BOOM!

The turkey leg exploded, sending Mira flying across the room. "Big Sis!" Gsp ran to her. She was lying on the floor, covered in ash and in a daze. She was also smoking. "Are you okay?"

Mira didn't answer for a second. Then she let out a weak laugh. "Woah."

Gsp was pretty sure that Mira would live, so she ran back to the turkey leg. Or what was left of it. It was in a million tiny charred pieces. Gsp groaned. "Great." She began collecting together the bits and pieces of the turkey.

"Duct tape, duct tape, where did I leave the duct tape...? Oh yes!" She pulled a roll of lime green duct tape out of a small black leather bag around her waist.

irishfire

Irish stared at the remains of the turkey leg, her mouth hung open. Slowly she fell to her knees and cried "He was so young! Why?!"

Slowly, she fell over onto the floor and curled into a ball. All hope was lost, the turkey leg was destroyed.

Gsppcrocks10

"Irish, calm down! I can fix it!" Gsp said. She began piecing the leg back together, using the duct tape. After about ten minutes later she grinned.

"See? The the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness, has turned into... the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound lime green duct tape covered boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness!" She held it up. "Duct tape makes everything better."

irishfire

Irish tacklehugged Gsp tears rolling down her face. "Gspy's a HERO!" she cried.

SiSi

She smiled and stood up. "Unfortunately, Gsp, your no-longer-frozen twelve-pound boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness does not have much effect on someone who has ultrasound radar. Yes, I'll admit I saw stars for a few minutes, but it didn't have any other effect on me. (She's lying!!) And the duct tape makes the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness even softer than before. So sorry to break it to you."

Suddenly, a cold voice announced, "Really, SiSi. If you do have ultrasound radar, then you should've known I was coming." As everyone turned towards the new stranger, she said, "Well, here I am, girls...it's BondGirl007 to the rescue!!"

SiSi smirked. "You really think you can beat..." she karate-chopped Bond's head at a speed of 10 mph, letting her crumple down on the floor, "me? You must be very, very mistaken," she turned back to the others, including the mysterious black-cloaked figure who seemed not to have done anything.


(Note: to BondGirl007, hope I didn't offend you by crushing you to the floor. You'll soon see it was all in a good cause...)

Gspprocks10

Gsp smiled. "What you fail to realize, SiSi, is that this is no ordinary duct tape. Oh no. This particular duct tape has been specially treated." She saw a flash of fear on SiSi's face. "Yes, that's right. Be afraid. Be very afraid."

She chucked the no-longer-frozen twelve-pound lime green duct tape covered boomerang turkey leg of eternal doomy-ness at SiSi. It smashed into her face, sending her sprawling to the ground for the second time. She picked up the leg carefully, sticking it in her pocket. Then she ran to Bondgirl007. "Hope, are you okay?" She shook her shoulder. No response. She turned her onto her back and said into Bondgirl's ear;

"Hope, I challenge you to a lightsaber battle!"