Alex woke with a start and jumped to his feet, breathing heavily. He ran to the main control room of the base, shouting as loud as he could into the intercom.
"All units! Wake up! Prepare for eminent attack! THE MACHTING ARE ON THEIR WAY!" Alex screamed. Alex looked at the cameras as soldiers, pilots and commanders jumped out of bed and ran to their stations, preparing for battle. Donald burst into the control room, screaming.
"What the hell are you doing? How do you know their attacking?" he shouted.
Just then, an alarm sounded as an unidentified ship broke through the invisible barrier.
"Believe me now?" asked Alex, running out of the control room and out the doors. What he saw terrified him. There were dozens of Machting ships, bursting through the barrier and firing on the Rebel ships. Alex watched in horror as the Darklian tyrants shot and killed pilots before they could even enter their cockpits. Alex's anger grew and grew. These evil people can't even fight with honor! He thought, his anger burning. He let out a scream of rage and launched a beam of blue energy, destroying more than six Machting ships at once. With unknown power he didn't know he had, he launched himself into the air, punching straight through several evil ships. Alex let himself go, becoming a tornado of powerful energy blasts and explosions. It was all a blur. As Alex got angrier and angrier, he began to black out.
Alex woke up on a smoky, dark battlefield, Winston shaking him awake.
"Alex. They took Donald."
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The Many Dangers of Being a Rebel
Science FictionTwo years ago Alex Roberts' life changed forever. Now, Rebels need him again, and he's up against a more powerful foe than ever.
