Chapter 18: Unexpected Space Flight

Flashes of red and blue filled the air.

Vesta felt a strong hand grip her arm and pull her towards the jet. Together, Brille and Ducla Tae shepherd the Fergus family through the fight, with Ducla’s firm grip on Vesta. A flash of red blasted past Vesta’s head, and she felt a dangerous, searing heat. Ducla spun around and raised a small weapon, eliminating the problem with one blue shot.

“Go!” he yelled. They reached the jet and climbed inside. Lucy Fergus was shaking, the only sign of the stress she was under. Her husband strapped her into a seat before securing himself.

“Vesta!” her father called.

“Wait,” Vesta avoided Jesse’s desperate grip.

She ran to the cockpit where Brille and Ducla were watching the struggle.

“Why don’t we start the jet?” Vesta asked.

“I don’t know how,” Brille shrugged. “I’m just a translator.”

“Well, we have to do something!” Vesta sat in Rolet’s seat.

Ducla Tae looked at Vesta and spoke to Brille. Brille answered, shrugging aggressively.