The Degolins Awakens

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It was almost evening at Mt. St. Helens and setting sun was giving a warm orange tinge to the infinite blue sky. A golden eagle returning to the nest observed a scary flying object making deafening noise, previously never seen in the sky over there. The eagle found the flying object was much larger than him and scared, he changed his path immediately.

It was a chopper with Samuel and Ultrina in it! Samuel being the human and Ultrina – the humanoid.

"Easy dawg! Relax. Listen, one more minute down there and you will find yourself being roasted in crater of this volcano. John, I repeat for the fifth time, come up immediately", yelled Samuel, a well-built nigro in his 40s, in microphone of his headset and tried to look down from window glass of the helicopter. But all he could see was thin layer of puffy white clouds.

Ultrina, a humanoid seating on the pilot seat, looked at him while holding cyclic and throttle of the sky-blue and white coloured chopper Airbus H225 Super Puma.

"Don't stare at me like this, skull face", murmured Samuel with subtle disgust, "John should give this robot a human face or cover it with silicon mask at least! This iron skeleton look is sheety damn scary."
Ultrina looked back to dashboard without any response.

Samuel felt like being ignored and insulted. He yelled at Ultrina, "Don't appreciate it Iron gal! You and your boss are ignoring me. You can't ignore me rascals. Don't forget this is my chopper. A twenty eight MILLION DOLLAR chopper!"

Ultrina again looked at Samuel and looked back at dashboard. Leaving only mechanized sound of neck movement as answer!

Samuel lost his patience by this gesture and shouted, "What the hell does this mean? We are hovering over a volcano about to erupt. John is hanging upside down over it and trying to fondle the crater. He is risking lives of all of us, and both you guys just don't care about it!? To hell, if you don't care but you can't blow my money and my life like this."

Ultrina once again looked at Samuel and looked back at dashboard but this time she pointed her finger at the warning indicator on whether display.

Samuel looked at the screen narrowing his eyes and his heart skipped a beat out of fear, "Oh gosh! It's a fu**ing hurricane warning! How the fuck they didn't predicted earlier".
All he could do was to hold his head full of tiny curly hairs with both hands and shout in the headset, "John, to hell with your alien investigation. It's going to be tornado here along with volcanic eruption. Do you have a understand? We're  f**ked both ways if you realize! Come up immediately or I'll cut the rope. I am not going to blow my $28 million baby!"

But he still didn't receive response from John's side. He knew that John is not replying deliberately. He also knew that John will not give up till he completes the mission. But at the same time, he knew that it's not safe for any of the four (fourth one was Airbus super puma of course!)  to stay back any longer.

He shouted again, "Johnny, take this seriously! I have 99 ideas to die in a brave act. But sacrificing myself and my 28 million dollar chopper to volcano is certainly not one of them!"
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300 meters beneath the hovering chopper, beyond layer of swiftly moving thin, white clouds, upside down hanging Johnny sensed the heat in Samuel's outburst. And felt it was more than the heat his face was feeling, being inches away from the slowly and consistently emerging lava.

Johnny, a former NASA scientist turned a freelancer spy, was hanging, near the middle most part of the football stadium sized crater with his legs fastened to the rope hooked in the chopper. His ears were numb for a while after Samuel's high pitch high decibel shout. His head was feeling heavy by hanging upside down for more than 30 minutes. The ash clouds were also making it difficult for him to see clearly.

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