Chapter Eighteen

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Chapter Eighteen:

Rosiee was still in the Headquarters; everyone else apart from the pilots were in their bedrooms. They said they were going up to get some sleep, but she doubted if that really was the case, especially with Elliot and Charlotte. Squinting to see the small print on the laptop that had been attached to her ever since Isla disappeared. This small laptop had got her through the worst of times and now as she sat hunched over her laptop an overwhelming sense of homesickness washed over her and she stopped reading about a case of someone being poisoned and placed the machine on the little table opposite her. Out of the corner of her eye, Rosiee noticed a pool of five or six Whale-dragons gliding past the Space Pod, but she found it strange that the same ones appeared again and again.

Getting off the comfortable sofa where she'd been for the last hour, Rosiee approached one of the circular windows and peered at the luminescent dragons. She thought she saw a person hanging onto the tip of a wing.

She shook her head, tying her hair in a ponytail as she scolded herself, "You must be going mental, Rosiee." Just as she turned her head to go back to her reading and researching she blinked several times, amazed by what she saw. The largest of the Whale-dragons was actually pulling a string of people all of Space Suits holding hands. They lit up in glowing white among their luminescent scales, except for one that had Rosiee squinted and pressed her hands to the glass, what looked like a Raven-dragon wrapped around them.

Turning around and tripping over her own feet, Rosiee rushed to the pilots screaming, "James! James! Adrien!"

"Yes! What?" they both asked, alarmed at the sudden disturbance.

"I think I've found them! Some of the missing people I mean. Including Isla! You have got to turn the Space Pod sideways in the direction of where the Headquarters is. Hurry. Hurry!"

"Wait, Rosiee. Just slow down for a minute. What did you see? And what the hell is going on?" James replied.

Trying desperately to explain herself in a calm manner, Rosiee began telling them exactly what she saw and said that she thought, though she couldn't be sure that the Raven-dragon was Cosmo. Once she had finished James just stared with a mixture of awe and disbelief. Adrien turned and once again pulled up the holographic map spinning it around with his hands. Sure enough, Rosiee had been right and he gaped at the shapes on the map. It was showing an outline of massive slick dragons and linked two of them were the outline of tiny people.

"James, why don't you steer and I'll navigate?" then he turned to Rosiee saying, "did you see their faces and how many of them were actually there?"

"I think there are quite a few. About, umm," she stopped talking to think and Adrien navigate and helped slightly with the stirrin as she continued, "I would say 20 or so,"

"20! We can't take 20 people. How are we going to save them all?" muttered James going in their direction anyway.

"Rosiee, can you go back to the Headquarters, please? Oh and wake up Mason and Taylor. we are going to need them. We'll keep the door open so you can shout when we are getting nearer to them. We need to get those people as close to the interlinking passage as possible. Go!" James said, concentrating on the task before him glancing at the map.

Rosiee didn't need to be told twice and she raced up the stairs knockin on every single one of the bedrooms, including her own, where she knew that Charlotte would still be awake. As it turned out they were all fully alert and ready immediately.

"Rosiee, I heard shouting. What's going on?" Charlotte and Elliot called after her, both confused and dreading the answer.

"Agreed," called Taylor, trying to catch up with Rosiee who had always been a faster runner than her, even in childhood. Star flapped her wings gracefully as she sensed that Cosmo was nearby, also wondering how that could possibly be because she knew he wasn't in the Space Pod.

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