Chapter 14:Trains and Dirty Motels

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Alan-

Me and the Nitave teenager reach the trains after running for a full minute.

"What's your name?" I ask the teenager, while vaulting over a rail.

" Just call my Tim." He answers, also vaulting over the rail.

We push through a door, and are greeted by the cool wind. There are a dozen trains a few yards away. In the distance, I can hear the Nitaves getting closer.

" Let's pick one, we'll deal with consequences later." I tell him. He nods.

We pick a train and board it. I lead Tim to two empty seats in the back of the train. I sit next to the window, and Tim sits beside me. I look around, trying to see if the Nitaves know where we are.

Two Nitaves are lingering nearby, attempting to spot us. One of them sees me and taps his companion's shoulder.

Before they can do anything, the train moves forward. I wave to the Nitaves, and they scowl at me. I just love messing with my enemies' heads.

I lean back in the nice comfortable seat, enjoying the luxury of knowing we're safe.

One minute later, a man in a uniform walks around, asking for tickets. When he reaches us, I freeze.

" Tickets please." The man says. After a few seconds of no responses from us, he yanks me by my shirt.

" This one has no tickets!" He shouts.

I shove the man away, then knee him in his gut. He gasps, then crumples to the ground.

The people stare at me in shock. Tim rises from his seat, and pulls out a small laser gun from a pocket of his jeans.

" Listen up!" He yells." All of you are going to shut up, and don't say a word."

The ticket man yells for help, but I stomp on his stomach.

" Shut up!" I demand. He nods, weakly.

I grab him by his shirt, and walk onto the walkway. Unsure of what to do, I start glancing around.

I aim my fist to the ground near a door. The ground shoots up, and breaks the wall away. The cold air forces itself inside the carriage. The other passengers start to scream.

One of the passenger tries to be a hero, and rushes at me. I deliver a punch to his gut, and he falls to the ground. Tim leaps over the seat, and makes his way to the newly created hole.

" Let's jump." He says, pulling out a device that looks like a gray pearl." This allows us to fly."

I scurry over to him, and place the ticket man on an empty seat.

" How does it work?" I ask Tim, referring to the pearl.

" Put your hand on it." He tells me.

I place my right hand on the device, while Tim says something a language I don't understand.

Tim stops talking, then he aims the device at the gaping hole. We're pulled forward, and zip through the hole. Tim aims the device at the moon, then we fly towards it.

"This is awesome!" I shout in excitement. Tim smiles, then aims the pearl elsewhere. Then he lets go of the pearl-like device.

" No!" I shout, but then I see that he's still flying.

" Relax, bro." Tim says, while laughing." As long as you're close to the pearl, you will still fly. It wears off after about ten minutes."

We continue to fly for a couple of minutes, then we reach the edges of a small city. Then I suddenly plummet downwards. Luckily we were flying low, land on a small building. I peer over the edge, and see a open dumpster ten feet below.

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