Air Wars of 2014

Jok Kenlin looked at the map. He thought of me telling everyone about his plan. Ruining his destiny. He smacked the map in rage. "That complete imbecile!" he shouted. We need to get him, he thought.

He opened up the microphone. "Wait….." he said. His anger turned into slyness, something bad, some evil, something panic-strikening. I slept for a prolonged time. I woke up with 35 hours to wait.

Phoebe was the first person to see. I flit my eyes all around. My eyesight was blurry. Once my eyesight was good, I noticed it was actually Chuckle. Oh.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked. I nodded. Chuckle sighed as if there was some bad news. "I hope you keep my sister alive." I looked at him confused. His sentiment was sad but then he asks to keep Phoebe alive. He probably meant to say 'keep her safe' which made me think "Is she coming with me?!"

He seemed to read into my mind. "Not like the bodyguard way. "Oh," I said.

"I hope that she acts regular like she was meant to be."

"What's the problem?"

"She literally likes you," he said. "In fact, she loves you!" MY heart leaped up. But I decided to stay low. "She chatted and non-stop talked about you."

He said that Phoebe had such feelings for me. She never felt so connected with me. "She said she will even run 4 miles just to reach you." He chuckled a little. BOOM! "The back window has shattered!"

I raced out and saw eight airplanes. They had shooters from the bottom. We were being attacked.

"Everyone get to safety!" the co-pilot shouted. His name was Bill.

Ratatatatatatatatatat!!!!

Everyone dropped to the floor. Windows shattered and spread out. I crawled on the floor. I needed to find Phoebe! I ran to where I could find her. But where is she?

BOOM! Chair stuffings fell out. The plane twirled and briled like barrel rolls. Everyone flew and rolled like balls. I pounded my head on the seat. Do I have a concussion? Hopefully not.

BOOM

KABAM!

"Where's Phoebe!" I shouted. I breathed heavily. More windows shattered. One stabbed into my right thigh. "Gah!" I cried out in pain. I limped to the panic room. But then the plane twirled.

"Help!!" I cried out. I hit my head and the cart. I rolled and smashed at the wall. But wait… I saw Valentine on the back window!

That rat!

She put a button on it and then…. KABAM! Wow! An enemy plane fell down. She opened the back window and came in. "Hey!" she said. I was breathing heavily.

"This guy named Jok Kenlin is coming for you!" she said.

I almost fainted.

"He came to me five hours ago and asked where you were. Because a guard told him I was the last one to see you!"

"Then you shouldn't have told him!"

"And that's why I came here." "Why?" "So I can repay that and defeat him!"

This wasn't how she was like a day earlier.

She put down her bag.

She attached 5 Uzi's and rifles to each of the windows. Chuckle, Phoebe and Rachel came.

"Gah!" screamed Chuckle.

"Tackle her like you're playing US football!" I shouted, "Don't hurt her!" But she pressed some kind of…button.

Ratatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatat!!!

Planes crashed and blew up. "Yeah lets go!" I shouted. But then, a piece of the ceiling of the plane fell.

It was about to smash Rachel! "Move her!" I shouted. Chuckle pushed her and the wall fell on Chuckle. "CHUCKLE!!!" Phoebe shouted.

Chuckle looked up and groaned. "I'm good," he said. All of us sighed in relief.

But not for long.

The crewman!

Those that worked for Jok Kenlin! "It's them!" Valentine shouted. A crewman shouted, "Get them and capture the prisoners!"

Phoebe and me.

"I'm afraid not," he said.

All four of us fought the dozen crewmen. Rachel took off her high heels and smacked them on the men.

Oh God, help them.

Valentine was the best out of all of us (since she was a criminal, duh.)

She got a man and flipped him and while he was flipping she kicked him at the wall.

He was knocked out.

Two men came. They got batons and tried to smack her. She kicked the man's face and with him swinging his hand-POW!

The other man got knocked out. And then he fell on top of him. Chuckle rushed the pilot seat to fly the plane.

"Oh wow! You can now fly this plane, huh?" Bill said. Chuckle looked at him.

"Hush, or I will beat your block-head self out. Now we got planes attacking. Let's get moving!" Chuckle zoomed ahead.

He rolled the plane. The enemy fighter planes fired the shooters.

Ratatatatatatat!

Jok Kenlin looked at the pilot. "We need fuel, ammo!" the pilot said.

"Then get more ammo!"

"But we have none!"

Jok Kenlin was furious. He couldn't lose me! "Tell everyone to activate the BOMBLASTER!" He did. "Alright everyone get in line!"

I looked at the fighter planes. "What the," Phoebe said. A blue ball started forming, in hot fire. Bolting light. It went bigger. Bigger. Bigger. And

BOOM!

The plane blew up. I fell out flying through the sky. I'M GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then a fighter plane caught me. I landed hard and got knocked out. The last words I heard was "We got the prisoners!" from the pilot.

No.

What about Phoebe?

Is she dead?

Is she trapped?

What about Chuckle, Bill, Rachel and Valentine- who died just to repay the price. Did they all die? Why...Why?