The android animorphs 11, p.11
The Android (Animorphs 11), page 11
handling. Unfortunately, those controls are designed for Taxxons. They have more hands than like.>
"Can we do anything to help?" I asked.
station.> Ax said.
"Cool," Marco said. He leaped forward, but I was closer.
I slipped into the area beside Ax. Ax's pilot
"seat" wasn't a seat at all, of course. Taxxons are like huge centipedes, so they can't really sit. Which was good, because Ax doesn't sit, either.
But the weapons station was built for
Hork-Bajir. Hork-Bajir are seven feet
tall and have thick, spikey tails, but they do sit.
"No
way
you should handle the weapons," Marco said, leaning over my shoulder. "I kick your butt in video games."
"Yeah, right," I said. "In some alternate universe, maybe."
"Grab the joystick," Marco suggested. As strange as it seems, there actually was a joystick. It was for much bigger hands than mine, and the two buttons on it were clumsy to reach. But it was a joystick.
"Maybe I should test the weapons," I said to Ax.
distracted.
We were rising up through the atmosphere. We were above the clouds already. I could see brief flashes of the lights of the city down below, but mostly it was clouds and more clouds.
But we weren't rising as fast as I would have expected. Ax was definitely working to control the ship.
I looked ahead, saw nothing in the way, and pressed one of the buttons on the joystick. Nothing.
Ax glanced over.
The Dracon beam should be armed now. See the screen before you? The red circle is how you aim. Use a combination of moving the joystick, but also use your mind.> Marco put his hand on my shoulder. "Phasers on full power!" he said in a Captain Picard English accent. "Arm photon torpedoes! If the Borg want a fight, we'll give them one!
Make it so!"
I moved the joystick and watched the target circle track across the screen. It still showed nothing but starry sky. That should be safe enough. I squeezed the second button.
TSEWWWW! TSEWWWW!
Twin red beams of light fired forward, converging too far away for me to see.
"Yes! Most splendid!" Marco yelled.
"Okay, that
was
cool,"
I admitted, trying not to cackle like an
idiot with his first video game.
"Boys with their toys," Cassie teased gently.
"Why?"
fighter's cloaking field is not working.> It took a few seconds for me to track on
that. "You mean . . . people can see us?"
human radar will observe us. In fact, they have already observed us.>
"Uh-oh. Maybe we better get higher," I suggested.
don't know why. And there are two objects
approaching us.>
"Probably just airliners," Rachel said.
one-and-a-half times the speed of sound.> Ax said.
"Okay, that's not a passenger plane," Marco said.
I groaned. "Military jets. Oh,
man, it's the Air Force after us. They're "good guys." They're on our side. We can't shoot them down."
Suddenly . . .
SWOOOOOSH!
SWOOOOOSH!
Two pale gray jets blew past us. The
backwash rattled the Bug fighter.
signals.> Ax said. And a second later
we heard the voice of one of the pilots.
"Urn . . . Base Control, I ... um
... Bogie is of an unknown type. Say again, unknown type."
"Definitely unknown," the other pilot said.
"Way unknown."
"We're coming around for another pass." I looked at Ax. "We really don't want to get shot down by a couple of F-sixteens."
embarrassing. I believe I now know how to increase com>
FAH-WHICH 0000000 M!
Suddenly, we were outta there. Out of the clouds. Out of the atmosphere.
"Yes! This thing can move!" Marco exulted.
"We need to buy this game."
We heard a fainter, crackling voice over the radio. "Did you see that? Did you see that thing move, Colonel? Did you see that? What the -" Then we were out of range, still zooming straight up into black space. Below us I could see the
curvature of the earth. It looked just like one of those pictures the shuttle astronauts take from up in orbit.
"That's so beautiful," Cassie said. "Look at that! You can see daylight coming up over the Red Sea."
said,
is exactly on the way to Washington, D.c.>
"Yeah, I guess not," I said. Although it was such a wonderful sight that I almost didn't want to worry about where we were going. "Ax, maybe we'd better slow down, get some idea of where Washington is and -"
I was shocked. Ax is always polite.
Jake.> he said, a little more calmly.
"What's the matter?" Cassie asked him. Ax pointed at one of the view screens before him. On the screen I saw stars. Then the moon came into view, a vast gray-and-white lightbulb. And silhouetted against the glowing moon was a shape. It was like some medieval battle-ax. The rear half was a two-headed blade. From the middle, like an ax handle, extended a long shaft. At the end of the shaft was a triangular head, very much like an arrow's point.
It was black on black. And even if you had never seen it before and had no idea what it was, you'd know right away it was death.
I
had seen
it. I stggnew what it was.
"The Blade ship," I whispered.
The Blade ship of Visser Three.
K. A. Applegate, The Android (Animorphs 11)
