Post by babclayman on Nov 23, 2007 16:32:01 GMT -5
Next Chapter up.
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The plane hit the runaway ground, its wheels screeched as it slowed down to a halt. The cargo carriers moved the unloading ramp into position of the luggage compartment and opened the doors, they unloaded bag after bag onto the luggage train outside, and when all the bags were unloaded the train drove off across the airfield of Dulles International. The pups stuck their heads out of the bag and looked at the sights around them; everything was dark, night time must have been about 7:00 PM. The train continued to move until it reached another plane that had came into to land. Doc looked to his left side and saw something he wasn’t expecting to see…yet. “That’s Nosax.” He whispered, the others turned. Henry Nosax was standing with a group of body guards waiting for whoever it was to dismount the plane. “What’d you think he’s doing here?” Doc asked, Cadpig shrugged “Must be someone very important.”
The pups continued to glance up at the staircase that was attached to the plane, it was opened; a man with grey hair, possibly in his late 40’s stepped down the staircase, as he walked further down the stairs, Nosax gave the man a salute “Mr. Prime Minister Sir.” He said.
The Prime Minister of Great Britain had flown all the way to America when he had heard the news about the conference. “Welcome.” Nosax spoke toward the Prime Minster; “Still getting the same British weather?” the reply he got could probably be taken as an insult “Same as asking, Has America elected an a*s? Yes!” The Prime Minister stood stern in front of Nosax and spoke “Mr. Nosax, from this point on the CIA has control over this situation.” Henry thought this as a joke, “Good one, had me going.” He said laughing; the Prime Minister wasn’t quite so cheerful “Mr. Nosax I will not allow this meeting to go ahead.” Nosax stopped laughing “What?” the Prime Minister repeated himself “No meeting will go ahead, am I clear?”
Nosax argued back “But sir, this meeting will prove the existence of other life beyond the stars.” The Prime Minister replied to the comment he was given, “You’re probably too new into office to of heard this information, but the existence of Aliens was confirmed ever since the mosquito affair of 1985. We do not think the general public is willing to except the existence of aliens yet.” Nosax started to speak in a way a 4 year old would complain. “Oh. But I promised everyone we would.”
The Prime Minister remained silent for a moment but soon gave a response “Alright, we’ll do it. It’s too late to pull out now; so the world will be watching the meeting…with me!” The Prime Minister turned away from Nosax and started walking towards the luggage handlers.
Cadpig was leaning out of the bag to try to hear more, but she got to a point which caused her to fall out the bag. She fell onto the tarmac with a slam before having other bags fall on top of her. Luggage handlers turned and ran to the pile which had fallen on the floor, the Prime Minister stopped to help as well.
As the bags were picked up Cadpig became more visible.
As the Prime Minister picked up the last of the bags and put them on the train; he looked down and saw a small puppy, he continued to stare before reaching down and picking it up “Hello.” He said holding the puppy like a baby in his arms “What are you doing here?”
“Mr. Prime Minister?” The Prime Minister turned; his ground transport was ready for him, he looked back on the small dog “You’ll never survive out here on your own, you’re coming with me.” He turned and walked to his car, Cadpig in his arms.
In the bag; the pups were trying to restrain Patch, they held on to his rope collar trying to keep him in the bag, this was difficult because he was one of the biggest. “Let me go guys!” he screamed “Cadpig needs us!” The pups continued to struggle until Patch’s collar became un-knotted they all fell back, Patch hung out of the bag watching the car with Cadpig inside drive away, a tear came to his eye.
The others just laid in a pile, they had no idea where they were, how to get where Nosax was, they had lost Cadpig. Everything seemed pretty quiet the only noises that could be heard were the sound of the car engines, the noise of jet engines…and a beeping. Everyone pricked their ears up, the noise was coming from someone in the pile, they looked upon whom it was…It was Dipstick.
The dog was slapping his collar trying to get the sound to stop “Dipstick, What is that?” Kendra asked. Dipstick took the collar off and began hitting it on the side of the luggage trolley “It just does that from time to time.” Dipstick replied. Doc grabbed the collar off Dipstick “Let me have a look at that.” He reached into his scarf and pull out a toy Sonic Screwdriver, he runned it down on the collar (This did nothing, it was just to add cool effect) he looked inside the collar and saw small L.E.D lights and a small text readout on it. “What’s this?” Doc asked Dipstick pointing to the mechanisms, Dipstick shrugged “Tac just put them in there; I don’t know what they do half the time.” Doc looked at the car driving away and back within the collar, as the car drove further, the beeping slowed down. He read the text readout. “Tracker: On…Subject: Cadpig Dearly.” Doc’s face lit up “That’s it!” he shouted “This is how we get to Nosax!”
Nosax closed the door and sat in his car, the driver drove the car away. Henry sat there, silent as a mouse “See how pathetic these people are?” a voice hissed to him, he turned to his right; Sirius was curled up on the right hand passenger seat. “See how close he nearly was to blowing the whole operation? Consider us lucky the Atized Network was able to access his mind before he cancelled it.” Henry Nosax nodded “Indeed sir, Indeed.”
Sirius gave a dark smirk and gave a chuckle “The last Prime Minister, Britain will ever have.”
To be continued...
I would appreciate it if someone leaves a comment for this one.
Enjoy
The plane hit the runaway ground, its wheels screeched as it slowed down to a halt. The cargo carriers moved the unloading ramp into position of the luggage compartment and opened the doors, they unloaded bag after bag onto the luggage train outside, and when all the bags were unloaded the train drove off across the airfield of Dulles International. The pups stuck their heads out of the bag and looked at the sights around them; everything was dark, night time must have been about 7:00 PM. The train continued to move until it reached another plane that had came into to land. Doc looked to his left side and saw something he wasn’t expecting to see…yet. “That’s Nosax.” He whispered, the others turned. Henry Nosax was standing with a group of body guards waiting for whoever it was to dismount the plane. “What’d you think he’s doing here?” Doc asked, Cadpig shrugged “Must be someone very important.”
The pups continued to glance up at the staircase that was attached to the plane, it was opened; a man with grey hair, possibly in his late 40’s stepped down the staircase, as he walked further down the stairs, Nosax gave the man a salute “Mr. Prime Minister Sir.” He said.
The Prime Minister of Great Britain had flown all the way to America when he had heard the news about the conference. “Welcome.” Nosax spoke toward the Prime Minster; “Still getting the same British weather?” the reply he got could probably be taken as an insult “Same as asking, Has America elected an a*s? Yes!” The Prime Minister stood stern in front of Nosax and spoke “Mr. Nosax, from this point on the CIA has control over this situation.” Henry thought this as a joke, “Good one, had me going.” He said laughing; the Prime Minister wasn’t quite so cheerful “Mr. Nosax I will not allow this meeting to go ahead.” Nosax stopped laughing “What?” the Prime Minister repeated himself “No meeting will go ahead, am I clear?”
Nosax argued back “But sir, this meeting will prove the existence of other life beyond the stars.” The Prime Minister replied to the comment he was given, “You’re probably too new into office to of heard this information, but the existence of Aliens was confirmed ever since the mosquito affair of 1985. We do not think the general public is willing to except the existence of aliens yet.” Nosax started to speak in a way a 4 year old would complain. “Oh. But I promised everyone we would.”
The Prime Minister remained silent for a moment but soon gave a response “Alright, we’ll do it. It’s too late to pull out now; so the world will be watching the meeting…with me!” The Prime Minister turned away from Nosax and started walking towards the luggage handlers.
Cadpig was leaning out of the bag to try to hear more, but she got to a point which caused her to fall out the bag. She fell onto the tarmac with a slam before having other bags fall on top of her. Luggage handlers turned and ran to the pile which had fallen on the floor, the Prime Minister stopped to help as well.
As the bags were picked up Cadpig became more visible.
As the Prime Minister picked up the last of the bags and put them on the train; he looked down and saw a small puppy, he continued to stare before reaching down and picking it up “Hello.” He said holding the puppy like a baby in his arms “What are you doing here?”
“Mr. Prime Minister?” The Prime Minister turned; his ground transport was ready for him, he looked back on the small dog “You’ll never survive out here on your own, you’re coming with me.” He turned and walked to his car, Cadpig in his arms.
In the bag; the pups were trying to restrain Patch, they held on to his rope collar trying to keep him in the bag, this was difficult because he was one of the biggest. “Let me go guys!” he screamed “Cadpig needs us!” The pups continued to struggle until Patch’s collar became un-knotted they all fell back, Patch hung out of the bag watching the car with Cadpig inside drive away, a tear came to his eye.
The others just laid in a pile, they had no idea where they were, how to get where Nosax was, they had lost Cadpig. Everything seemed pretty quiet the only noises that could be heard were the sound of the car engines, the noise of jet engines…and a beeping. Everyone pricked their ears up, the noise was coming from someone in the pile, they looked upon whom it was…It was Dipstick.
The dog was slapping his collar trying to get the sound to stop “Dipstick, What is that?” Kendra asked. Dipstick took the collar off and began hitting it on the side of the luggage trolley “It just does that from time to time.” Dipstick replied. Doc grabbed the collar off Dipstick “Let me have a look at that.” He reached into his scarf and pull out a toy Sonic Screwdriver, he runned it down on the collar (This did nothing, it was just to add cool effect) he looked inside the collar and saw small L.E.D lights and a small text readout on it. “What’s this?” Doc asked Dipstick pointing to the mechanisms, Dipstick shrugged “Tac just put them in there; I don’t know what they do half the time.” Doc looked at the car driving away and back within the collar, as the car drove further, the beeping slowed down. He read the text readout. “Tracker: On…Subject: Cadpig Dearly.” Doc’s face lit up “That’s it!” he shouted “This is how we get to Nosax!”
Nosax closed the door and sat in his car, the driver drove the car away. Henry sat there, silent as a mouse “See how pathetic these people are?” a voice hissed to him, he turned to his right; Sirius was curled up on the right hand passenger seat. “See how close he nearly was to blowing the whole operation? Consider us lucky the Atized Network was able to access his mind before he cancelled it.” Henry Nosax nodded “Indeed sir, Indeed.”
Sirius gave a dark smirk and gave a chuckle “The last Prime Minister, Britain will ever have.”
To be continued...