The Wasp Chronicles #1: Into the Hornet's Nest

Moment of Truth

Louis: I found the cave where the other sacred hornet eggs were located, but I saw a whole entire group of Hornetians playing instruments that I usually see in a concert band setting: tuba, trombone, euphonium, clarinet, flute, oboe, alto sax, tenor sax, baritone sax, French horn, trumpet, and percussion.  They played a piece that I recognized from my sophomore year: Incantations and Dance. “Great band” I told the conductor.  She turned around quickly and glared at me.  “Hey what’s going on?” a familiar voice asked.  It was Wade Paskeen, a sophomore who secretly flirts with Veronique.

*** (Clément with the others)

            Once the others had joined me, we scoured the tunnel system for any sign of Louis. Curiously, as we got deeper into the nest, we began to hear weird music that increased in volume as we went deeper.  The music sounded oddly familiar.  I asked Blossom what she thought, and she told me it was ‘Incantation and Dance,’ a song we had played for symphonic band.  Okay, that was weird.  Suddenly, there was a great buzzing as a multitude of Hornetians thundered through the nest’s honeycombed passageways.  They were all going the same direction.  “Follow them” I shouted over the wings’ cacophony.  I used the Molecular Growth Ray control to lasso one Hornetian.  I clung to his back, and he took me deep into the darkness.

*** (Back to me in the cave)

            Wade caused the Hornetians to swarm and attack us.  Luckily, we escaped with our lives before it collapsed.  Two weeks passed by and we still searched for the others while we were hunting Omegafish (armored fish with special abilities and attributes that are rich in taste and nutrients).  I tried to catch one, but it shot a fireball at me.  Good thing it missed.  Another week has passed by and I was about to become primal like a caveman.  Wade played his acoustic guitar.

*** (Clément with the others)

            Once we had secured an armada of hornet steeds, we left the ruined concert and quitted the cave.  We spent a long time tracking Louis.  There was a trail of battered musical instruments leading into the destroyed forest of Terror Valley.  Seeing a swarm of Hornetians converging on one spot near a pile of crushed trumpets, we set off for that spot.  I held the Growth Ray control ready.

*** (Me again)

            We ran into Helen after another encounter with the natives.  “I thought the natives were on our side!” She said.  “Well, they were, until Wade here caused them to turn on us!” I said.  “Maybe it’s not his fault, even if he is annoying and rude sometimes,” she told me.  “Hey!” he said.  “If it’s not his fault, then whose fault is it?” I asked.  “It was Nathaniel.  I snuck up on him and saw him with some wasp-looking creature talking about how they were going to conquer the planet by destroying our city.” Helen explained.  “You should tell Clément about this.” I said.  “I already told him before I ran into you guys.” She said.  Suddenly, a creature grabbed her and flew away.  Another week passed by and I grew an afro while Wade’s hair grew long like a rock star. Then I discovered a dark figure on the beach.  It had an LEHS band t-shirt on and something else was coming to devour it.  I realized the figure was Helen and the other thing was a Hornetian.  I ran over there as fast as I could and stabbed the creature with the Spear of Fates.  It hissed at me and flew away.  I told Wade to bring some water while I protected her from other Hornetians.

            After that, we ran into Clément.  “Hey guys, how’s it going?” He asked.  “We’re alright.” Wade said.  “Who’s the stranger with you guys?” He asked.  “What stranger?” I asked him. “You sir, with the 5 o clock shadow.” He told me.  “I’m not a stranger.  I’m your friend.”  I explained to him.  “Which one: Jared, Zeke, Joel, Bruce Ray, or someone else?”  “It’s me, Louis.”  “If you’re really Louis, then when did Zeke start dating Blossom and how long have they gone out?” He asked me.  “Is that a trick question? They’d never gone out and Zeke was eaten. Besides, you always ask strange questions.” I told him.  “I don’t always” he said.  “Typical” I said. “Typical?” He asked.  “Yeah, typical, you lost the game Clément.”