If We Go Down Then We Go Down Together (Talenny)

Talon - A Double Kidnapping

I sit down at the controls, only turning to shoot more gum at the door to stop intruders and ignoring the searing pain in my arm. I pull on the headphones and place the mic in front of my mouth, just in time to hear an incoming message from Air Traffic Control.

'Alpha One what is your status?' (A1 -which is the name of the plane- how are you doing?) the controller asks. 'Alpha One to Air Traffic, autopilot failed.' (A1 to Air Traffic Control, autopilot no longer works) I inform them, lowering my voice an octave to sound more like the original Pilot's. 'Rodger.' (Understood/Okay/Alright etc) the controller replies over radio before continuing. 'Alpha One you're losing altitude. Gain 500 foot, and as we've got an alarm you need to land at the nearest airstrip.' (A1, you're getting too low, go 500 feet higher and land ASAP.) 'Rodger that.' (Understood/Okay/Alright etc) I agree, switching off communication to Air Traffic Control. As if I'm landing at one of their airstrips. I've got the MADmobile on it's way up now.

I pull gently back on the steering wheel, raising the nose of the massive jet and causing it to fly higher. I check the speed - yes, my predictions of about 597mph were correct. I raise by 250 feet, as that's as high as the MADmobile will be able to go. I slow the plane to 550mph, making sure to slow both engines at the same time - else one will stutter, and we'll bank sharply to either the left or the right until we reach a vertical tip and the plane spins out of control, sending us crashing to out doom. (This is what I think happened to that seaplane that crashed into the river a while back in late 2017)

-30 Minutes Later-

I check the time on my bracer in anxiety, the MADmobile should be here by now! And I bet Penny's woken up too, and it'll only be a matter of time before she finds me here and this whole mission will be a flop. My bracer vibrates, indicating that the MADmobile is here. I pull a syringe out of my pocket, and inject it into the pilots arm. It'll cause him to wake up - and put him under the impression that he needs to keep the plane at 495mph and steady for 20 minutes before going back to full speed. That's all the time I need.

I bolt out of the cockpit as he wakes up and sits down, not noticing his sleeping co-pilot. I smash my way into the President's suite, drugging guards unconscious with my trusty chloroform rag as I go. No time to waste.

'Nothing personal.' I say with an evil grin, pulling the rag over his mouth to force him to breathe it in. His eyes widen as he realizes what it is, and he drops to the floor unconscious.

I haul him over my shoulder, every muscle in my body pulling taught under his (massive) weight. I find his private emergency exit and program the MADmobile to fly outside of it with a ramp extended. I take a deep breath - this is the risky part. I twist the hatch on the emergency exit and push the door out. The wind rushes past me, whistling in my ears.

I hear a siren and snap out of my trance, pushing the conscious president into the MADmobile.

I'm about to climb into the safety of my vehicle too, but I feel a massive pain as something impacts into the back of my head. My vision fades, and the last thing I remember is seeing the MADmobile flying in the direction of my Uncle's lair.