Chapter 30: The Living Island

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Shadow speed across the pulsing ground as fast he could. For those of you who don't know how fast that is, think of how fast NASCAR racecars go times twenty. Normally he could go faster but the extra weight from the old Frenchmen on his back was making far more difficult. He had almost got caught multiple times. The real problem had come when he had to go through a hallway. It proved that Umbra had a cruel sense of humor. The whole hallway was covered with eyes. Silted roaming eyes. They were sliding across the walls. What would make this funny for Umbra would be the fact that two patrols were converging on the exact same spot as Shadow and the only way to escape the patrols was to go through the all seeing hallways. Nevertheless, Shadow was still able to get through the hallway without an alarm sounding. At least, that what he hoped. Umbra could have could have sent an order without a sound going off.

The Frenchmen wasn't taking the ride that well, however. He was rather quietly groaning. As in, this old geezer had a weak stomach for high speed and large bumps. Yeah, that's right. An old man was about to puke on top the Ultimate Life Forms head.

This was going to be a long night.

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Shade hated tight places. Not that he was claustrophobic; just he hated not being able to move. Especially now, with all the people crowded in this broom closet with him. It still amazed him though that he was able to fit five people in a single broom closet. Right now he couldn't breathe. Not because of lack air in the closet, but because his air was occupied in sharing with Emily's. They were making out in a broom closet with three other people in the room aboard the EPS Enterprise. Not in the least awkward . . . to them.

"Can't you two do this when your two are alone?"

"I don't think they can here you."

"Like you two have room to talk. I saw you to making out in the hologram room."

"LIAR!"

"Do you want them to hear us? Those droids are not the stupid clanking bucket of bolts that Eggman uses."

"Fine"

Somehow, Shade was able to stuff himself, Emily, Lucas, Crystal, and Hurc into a five by five foot broom closet. Of course this wasn't all the stowaways. It seemed all of the younger generation was able to hide themselves on the flying warships. The older generation was adamant about not letting any of them anywhere near the fighting. Shade couldn't blame them, but that didn't mean he agreed with them.

The ships themselves were run almost automatic. Only one person on the entire ship was living. All the commands came from that one person who sat in the bridge on a tall chair with control panels all around him/her. Each one of the older generation was controlling one of the massive battleships that flew through the air.

None of the teens knew exactly where they were headed. All they knew that Umbra was going to be there and this was the end of the war if things went right.

They didn't know how close they really were to the action though.

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Jacque fired his Colt at the Black Hawk. Obviously, they had been discovered. A couple of Black Hawks had been flying over head and screeched the alarm.

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