The Bombing of Adasha

All I remember is that I saw many planes with doors on the bottom.

Missiles were at the bottom of the planes. Flares and machine guns were at the sides. Then, RATATATATATATATAT!

Boom!

Kabam!

YEOOW

BOOM!

"Fires are firing!" Phoebe shouted. She was in a shirt with black tights.

Chuckle got his rifle. Men started shooting airplanes from the windows. A helicopter was down. We started chasing this airplane so we can bomb it.

"What is this fool doing!" Bill shouted. Chuckle said, "I don't know!" Then the helicopter's window went up. A shooter was out there!

"Shooter at twelve o' clock!" I shouted. "What?!" Rachel shouted.

RATATATATATATATAT!

Everyone ducked for safety. Glass broke. Stuffings in the chairs popped out.

Rachel did a loud scream. Seconds of horror passed. "Fire!" Chuckle shouted.

RATATATATATATATATAT!!!!

BOOM!

KABAAAM!!

The plane shook around. It pulled me off the floor and dragged me to the end of the passenger seats.

RATATAT!!!

I banged my head and it was really hard. I felt like I was able to feel my own brain!

BOOM!

CRASH!

AAAAAHH!!!

Oh no, this is bad! I need to do something at least!

BOOM!

KABAM!

I flew all the way to the back. I hit my back on the wall that hit me with obnoxious pain.

The helicopter filled up with smoke.

I fell to the ground and was coughing. The shotguns roared in my ears.

RATATATATATATATAT!!!

"Phoebe!" I shouted. I tried to find her but with all the smoke, how can I find her?

I ran like a cheetah. I zoomed past the smoke, which was making it hard to breathe.

"Nnnh.."

I heard grunts of pain running straight at me. Then, I heard nothing.

The smoke cleared out, and what I saw—was what I never wanted to happen.

Phoebe looked lifeless on the floor.

She was still breathing, but it wasn't good air.

The smoke may have clogged her lungs and she passed out. ��Phoebe, Phoebe!!!" I cried.

I was crying like never before. I screamed and cried her name. "PHOEBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Chuckle appeared to the place where the immobilized body laid.

"No…." Chuckle sighed. "Someone help her! She's passed out!!!"

A bunch of men were carrying her on the bed. I was scared.

I wanted her to live. But how can I even do anything, if she's passed out? And to make matters WORSE, Adasha is being bombed!

Now, this is a crazy thought. But, I need to go hijack those helicopters.

Adasha can not be taken and ruled by a contemptible ruler. I climbed up the ladder to the top. Unfortunately, Chuckle saw me.

"Villain, get back here!" Chuckle shouted. I just continued climbing.

Now, I didn't even know how windy it was up there. I got up there and was blown away. I could've died! I held onto the tail of the plane.

The wind was literally punching me in the face. I felt like my head was going to crack. But, I held my ground.

I started to crawl on the plane. But, it was really, really, REALLY hard. I screamed in agony.

I reached the rotors. But they were spinning so fast. It was unbelievable. I had to lay down and crawl.

I got lucky. I was not cut into sesame chicken. This was the time.

I paced myself to jump and—I jumped. I never jumped so high. I landed so hard, it made a dent on the helicopter.

There was a door on top of the helicopter. I pulled the handle but-it didn't move! Awww shoot!

I kicked and pounded and pulled the door. Until, the whole thing pulled.

Chuckle looked at me on that helicopter in worry.

"We need to get him off!" he shouted. "Bill!" Bill looked at him.

"Who's covering over the plane?" "Kevin is, sir." "Takeover. I want you to go by that helicopter Villain's on, now!"

Bill rushed to the pilot seat. I was in the helicopter, oh I totally forgot, the helicopter was massive!

According to my calculations, 7 rooms were in it. I ran through the hall, leading to the fuel place.

A guard was walking, and I slickly hid behind the wall. And that guy had a map.

Hey, I don't know where this fuel place is. Especially when it's a big helicopter.

By the time he came, I attacked him. Successfully, I got it. I ran to the destination. I am really good at maps.

By the time I entered—aww c'mon!!! Jok Kenlin had his foil sword and walked on the poles (They were cubed, so it was easy to walk).

"So, it's you again, huh?" he said in his dark voice. "I knew you were going to be here you know."

He flipped his sword at me. "It's a shame, you came all this way just to waste your time…of your life."

I was afraid. I was breathing heavily and hardly. He ran really fast with his sword faced at my face.

This time, I can't use my hand. There has to be something to defend me. I looked left from me, and luckily, I found a metal stick.

When Jok Kenlin hit, my steel blocked the blade from my face.

"I see, you use the sword of steel," Jok Kenlin said peccabley. "Clever."

We started fencing with each other. (For a long time) He swung his sword at my feet.

I jumped and he missed. I am very good at fencing, so expect me to be hard. Cuz, you fighting the pro.

I got a rope that was hanging on the ceiling. I swung with it and now he couldn't get me. Well, that's what I thought.

He jumped from pole to pole. I am surprised, for real! Was he an expert at fencing?!

Unfortunately, I crashed into a wall. I fell and rolled. I got up quick but then he was already swinging his sword!

He shot it at my face but I moved my head. I kicked him in the stomach. He flew off and was hanging on the pole. But with his clever mind, he did something.

I was running on the pole and he twirled on the pole. He kicked me off the pole. The next thing you know I'm falling down about to fall into the high ground. 13 feet off the ground!

"AAAAAAHH!!" I cried. I found a lever next to me and I held on to it.

"Hah! Hah!" Jok Kenlin crackled. "You think you saved yourself did you?!"

He was getting ready-to push a button that CONTROLS the lever. "By the time I press this button, you will die!"

I asked, "But I still hold on though?" He looked as if that was the dumbest question on Earth. I probably shouldn't have asked that.

"This lever will go down hard, your hand will slide off!" he shouted.

He continued cackling evilly, chilling through my bones.

What should I do?! I looked around and saw a big pipe that held fuel. I got a needle from the side of the lever and threw it.

Then…SPLASH!! Fuel started spraying. Metal bended. Screams of rusty silver filled the room. "GAH!!!" He shouted.

"I got one more thing to say to you Kenlin!" I shouted. He looked at me in horror.

Here is what I said:

"You are just a Botnoskin."

BOOM!!!

The helicopter busted, the whole sky turned black. Our plane was shaking like crazy.

Phoebe immediately woke up. She was drenched with sweat badly. "Phoebe's awake!" Rachel shouted.

BOOM! Everyone flew from the floor. Phoebe banged her head on the doorknob hardly. Everyone fell like raindrops.

"Twirling helicopters at three o'clock!!" Bill shouted. "Dodge it!!!" shouted Chuckle.

The airplane twirled and dodged and went up and down.

I cannot survive that. Did you know that when your flesh goes down, your blood goes up; and if you go up, your blood goes down.

That's why you always have a tickling feeling inside your stomach.

That's why you sometimes puke. And that happens to me A LOT. The plane was twirling crazily. "Hold on to something!!" shouted Chuckle.

Phoebe held onto something weakly because you know, she's still dizzy. Until, a whole BOOM!!! made the airplane go up. Everyone was going up so fast, they might hit the troposphere!

Fortunately, they stopped; unfortunately, they we're going down TOO FAST!! Bill pulled the wheel for the plane and was trying to bring it up.

"NNNNGH!!" he cried, struggling to get it up. My friends' lives were in his hands. He pulled harder and harder until the plane started moving up.

THEY WERE SAVED!!!!

Chuckle looked down at the road. He saw a bunch of debris and dust and a bunch of material pieces. Everyone was really tired from all that roller coaster-in air- ride. Phoebe gagged. Rachel was fixing up her medic supplies.

Valentine looked through the binoculars down the window. "Land 6 feet away from the messy debris." A big crowd was around the plane. Chuckle wondered, What were they hoping for?

Screens were showing all around the city. He now finally noticed. On the screens, the tab said: YOUNG BOY STOPPING BOMBER PLANE

The plane landed about six feet away from the fragmented helicopter. All my friends came out including the Emergency Airline soldiers. Bill came out also, forgot to mention that.

"Villain!" shouted Chuckle. He commanded the soldiers, "Dig deep, right now! I don't want this boy lost!"

"Yes, sir!" said the soldiers. They dug and dug and dug. "Pass me a shovel!" shouted one of them. Officers came and helped.

Helicopters were in the air tracking me in the debris. "COME ON! KEEP DIGGING!!!!!" shouted Chuckle. But then everyone heard a creek.

Then they saw a hand come out of the big airplane pieces.

I climbed up the airplane, then the crowd started cheering. I have actually saved Adasha. My heart was filled with pride. Cuz like, bruh, that was risky!

I then saw my mom running up to me, I was getting ready to hug cuz, I haven't seen her for weeks.

She hugged me tightly, really tightly. At first I thought she was going to crack my ribs.

"I haven't seen you for a long LONG long time, son." She kissed me in the head. Then I saw Queen Cowey with her glowing stick, coming out from the carriage.

She opened her mouth to say something. But not what I expected.

��Are you sure a child saved my country?" she asked, confused. "Yeah, from stopping Adasha being bombed," Chuckle said.

"But stopping the war assassin, he didn't do it alone." The soldiers of Emergency Airlines got the plane.

And Phoebe rushed to me and hugged me. But sometimes, you can't show yourself too much because things like this happen.

"OFF MY SON!!!" Mom yelled. "Umm, Mom," I said.

"She's a friend of mine." Mom looked totally embarrassed after that. Queen Cowey said, "Kneel down."

We all kneeled down. "Brooke's son, I now announce you and your friends—especially you—the hero, our hero, of Adasha."

Everyone cheered and gave us high-fives. I was carried throughout the crowd. Well, the story is pretty much done. But let me say one thing though.

Everyone has a turning point, but it's for the greater good.

Enjoy it!