Chosen- Started.

Ree

"Ladies and gentlemen," the now-familiar female voice announced suddenly, "we are getting out of the wormhole now."

Suddenly the pitch black broke into the millions of stars of space, and I blinked, my mouth falling open a little. When I'd awakened, I hadn't really had time to appreciate the view we had, but now I stared out the window, in awe of the colors and pinprick-stars that looked frozen in some sort of intricate dance outside the window. It stretched on forever and ever, and I began to realize how small we were. I'd never really thought about whether or not there was a god before, but I made up my mind right then that something like this could only be made by the hands of one.

Suddenly I noticed a sphere of blue, like a faintly glowing marble floating in the void of space. "Look," I said to Ava, pointing with the arm that wasn't wrapped around her. "Do you think that's Arkyle?"

Woo, I'm back

Welcome back! Not much has happened since something came up that kept me from getting on and I believe Siderea was on vacation too.
I'm going to post either later today or tomorrow, and then hopefully we can unpause this. ^-^

Alright, no problem so go ahead when you're ready Luna and well start it back up!

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hey guys I was really busy. I am back now though. This is going to be short because I am on my phone. SORRY

Ava

I smile and look out at the stars. I are so bright and beautiful. ''Um I really do not know. '' I say to him. ''How are we suppose to protect earth if we cannot use our powers and I wonder if I can use mine. I mean you can not really tell I am reading your mind, can you?"

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Sorry this took so long guys! I just started a new job and my computer is being evil.

Stanley


It grows quiet for a good five minutes, save for whispered conversations.

I begin to space out, wondering what would happen if you managed to clog a wormhole with a giant elephant, or maybe a blue whale...

Something plastic bumps against my nose and a voice whispers in my ear. "Where's my five dollars?"

"Awesome," I say, surprised not only that Miss Arcadia found a granola bar in the dark, but also that she bothered to try in the first place. I make a grab for it but she yanks it out of my reach.

"Payment first." Her voice has a taunting lilt to it.

I feel the tiniest stab of disappointment that she just wanted a quick five bucks, but I only shrug. "I don't actually have any money on me."

"Well, then you're going to have to pay me another way," Arcadia says, her words fading as she floats away. Starving as heck, I shift into Par and follow her. In fox form, at least, I can smell her and sense even the smallest movements. I still can't see worth a darn, though. Using my whiskers as guidance, I dog-paddle after Arcadia and my prize. Suddenly everything about her shifts until

"You'll never catch me!" Arcadia teases. No way! I manage to lurch forward my doing this frog-like hop through the air, and I sink my teeth into her fluffy tail. She screeches to a halt, swerving back towards me. The granola bar radiates clouds of deliciousness, making it easy for me to locate. Careful not to bite her face off, I chomp down on the bar. Our whiskers brush against each other - it would be awkward except the notion that the lovely Miss Arcadia has whiskers growing out of her face is just too amusing.

"I win!" I cry triumphantly, or at least I do in my head.

"No fair!" Arcadia protests, shifting back into human form (I follow suite.) "I demand payment."

I unwrap the bar thoughtfully. "Do you want half of this?"

"No,"

"Well, Miss Arcadia." I would bow grandly or something if only she could see me.
"I solemnly swear that someway, somehow I will pay you back for the great service of delivering me my nomnoms."

She laughs. "I'll hold you to your word, then."

I get an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach, like I'm vibrating along with the ship.

"Ladies and gentlemen," our announcer friend... Well, announces. "You are now exiting the wormhole."

The lights wink back on and finally the quiet gears and rumbles of the ship can be heard again. I breathe a sigh of relief. My odd feeling was us exiting the hole, that's all.

Everyone crowds around the single window, and it takes us a few minutes to figure out how to take turns at looking out. I end up last, but the view is worth the wait. A blue-green sphere, large than I expected and dusted with white clouds, seems to roll towards us as if challenging us to enter it. It's beautiful, simply beautiful.

"I can't wait to get there!" Allie grins, doing a back flip. I turn back to the window, clutching it to keep myself from drifting away. Something is wrong: The window looks like it's getting glazed over and the ship speeds up noticeably, beginning to shudder again.

"We're entering orbit," Vega explains matter-of-factly, buckling herself in. Ava and Ree do the same right as announcer-woman comes back on the speakers.

"Attention, everyone!" She calls out brightly. "We are entering Arkle's orbit. Please get seated and buckle yourself in immediately. Thank you!"

"Thank you," I mutter even though that makes zero sense. Since I am near a seat already, I drag myself towards it and secure myself before pulling Arcadia and Allie down to the seats on either side of me.

"This is it," Allie breathes. "We're actually going to get there."

My heart catches in my throat as I really think about this. We're sent on a mission to stop a war with a parallel universe. The question rears its self again: Why us?

Alli

"This is it," I breathe."We're actually going to get there." Excitement fills my every nerve as we are pulled into Arkyle's orbit. I stare in amazement at the green and blue orb grows in size.

Violent shudders wrack the ship as its surface begins to glow red hot. I grip my seat tightly, preparing for the landing. Arkyle is enormous now. Enough so that I can make out the different continents amid its masses of ocean.

An extremely powerful jerk from the ship sends my flying towards the ceiling. My seat belt painfully digs in, stopping me from flying into the ceiling. I look out the window and see that we have stopped, but we aren't on the planets surface yet. I wonder why not.

The intercom clicks on. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Arkyle's Mesosphere. We are approximately two hundred and fifty thousand feet about mean sea level," the woman says. "Now, we have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that we have enough oxygen masks and oxygen tanks for all of you in the cabinet up front. The bad news is that due to security and safety, we can't go any lower and therefore can't land. You should also know that there are no devices or parachutes on board that will be able to safely take you to the surface. And if you're worried about pressure levels, the operations for both Spies and Defenders gave you a resistance to changes in pressure. This resistance allows you to go three hundred thousand feet above mean sea level and up to one hundred thousand feet below mean sea level. You have an hour before we gas the cabin and open up the floor hatch to release anyone still on board. Have a nice day!"

The intercom clicks off, leaving an eerie silence to swirl inside the cabin. Everyone looks paled, and I feel like I'm going to throw up. I quickly get up from my seat, holding my stomach. Nobody else has moved and the air is thick with daunting fear. I straighten up, trying to put on a strong front and force a sarcastic smirk to curve my lips.

"Well," I say, loud and clear, "you guys might enjoy a bit of air-less free falling, but I certainly don't so is anybody gonna help me get out some of this oxygen gear or are you all gonna sit around like a bunch of stunned mullets waited to be deep fried and turned into fish fingers?" I stroll confidently towards the cabinet, hoping nobody notices my green pallor.

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Welcome to Arkyle everybody. Now let's get this party started before we get turned into splattercakes on the surface!