"So you don't need these computers I just smashed?
Good. I was worried." She tied Big Mama hog style, then stuffed a dry ice
grenade in her mouth, pulled the pin and wrapped her head in a mesh scarf that
she pulled from her belt. When she woke up and opened her mouth to blow fire at
her attacker, this would freeze her head.
Smoque flew over the pit of hungry teeth and scales to the
hostage, grateful she could fly because there was nowhere to land. The chair
was sticking out of the water with several different IV's attached to the poor
girl's arms and face.
"Please help me! She's insane!"
"What is all this?"
"She said she wanted a daughter. She already pumped a
bunch of things into me. My skin is burning."
"Clockwork, what do you have for me?"
"So she doesn't know she's green and shimmery
then?"
"We'll worry about that later. How do I unhook
her?"
"Okay hold on."
The machines started to beep wildly. Green, yellow, red and
blue liquids began to flow through the tubes and into the heiress.
She screamed. In fear and in pain.
"Look at me!" I said. "What's your
name?"
"You don't know who I am?!"
"Of course I do. But can you remember?"
"I am Ambrosia Nikita Freema Daltonshire. Heir to
Daltonshire Incorporated." She screamed again.
"Talk to me Clockwork!"
"Okay, you need to switch off the power at its source.
If you unplug the IVs first you could kill her."
"Which would be where?"
"Go back to the computers-"
An explosion went off. Followed by a shout. Then a thud.
"Thank God that worked."
"For now."
"So we'd better hurry before she wakes up a melts the
hell out of you two."
Big Mama was a block of steaming ice. Her eyes were wide
with shock, but they weren't moving.
"Is she dead?" Ambrosia asked.
"No such luck. She is frozen. But we've only got a few
minutes. I have to go back to the computers to turn all this all off. I won’t be
gone long.” As Smoque flew over to the consoles she turned her attention back
to her partner.
“Clockwork, turn off the scrambler, and call Bermuda. Give these coordinates. I want Big Mama Marsh
and Bubba Joe under lock and key asap. Tell them to bring a muzzle."
"Before or after I tell you how to save Ambrosia's
life?"
"During."
"Just checking. If the main console hasn't been crushed
and/or frozen then pull up her vitals. There should be an indicator as to what
does what. You need to turn those off with stopping her heart."
"And I do that how?"
"There should be a flashing indicator pointing to her
heart. Don't turn that one off until she's safely unplugged from the chair. Or
not all, since she won't be in the chair anymore and it won't matter."
"You are going to be doing so many laps in the
simulator when I get back."
"What is happening over there?" Ambrosia called
out.
"I'm working on getting you out of there without
killing you, dear, be patient."
Smoque started to shut off the machines. She only needed two
more when she heard a whirring sound. Smoque turned and saw the chair lowering
rapidly into the water.
"Smoque, what's happening?"
"I turned on the chair. She is very quickly going
towards the gators and I'm not done turning this stupid thing off yet."
"How'd you do that?"
"Don't know. Don't care. Need to finish."
"HELP ME!"
"I'm coming! Off and off. See easy-peazy."
She took out her guns and fired at the hungry looking
reptiles, more to scare them off, than kill them. She flew back to Ambrosia and
gently took the needles out with a speed burst so as to not hurt the girl.
"We need to go and we can't go back the way I came. You
need medical attention."
"SMOOOOQUE!"
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