I nodded gratefully as I followed Dr Orville and his nurses along with Alex covering my back as we wheeled Chad out of his ward and made our way to the elevator to get to the roof where the jet is waiting. An odd place to park the jet since it's technically a helipad for emergency helicopters but it was the best Alex could do at short notice. As we reached the roof and was about to get into the jet, we were flanked with a couple of combat helicopters that bear Drake's insignia on it, and was soon fired at with a hail of bullets
"F*ck!" I cursed as Alex covered both me and Chad with his body, luckily under the attendant's suit, he was wearing one of our castle's bullet protector vests.
"Watch out, Lovebirds, this is gonna be a hell of a fight." Alex grinned, he seemed so positive about winning and making it out alive, it gave me a burst of confidence. I groaned as one of the gunshots flee past him and pierced into my shoulder.
Alex pulled out his guns and threw one at me. "Now don't be useless!"
"Wait, what??" I fumbled, almost dropping the gun. "I never shot a gun before! I only do that on FPS games!"
"Then just pretend it's an FPS game and shoot!" Alex shouted as he covered us, shooting back at the helicopters while walking backwards to guide us into our jet. "Or do you want you lovebirds to live happily ever after?!"
"Ugh, fine! And stop calling us that!" I groaned as I tried to ignore the searing pain on my shoulder and hoisted my weapon, trying my best to aim at the shooters in the helicopters. "It's fine. It's fine. Just pretend you're Solid Snake... Pretend you learned something from Call of Duty and Counter Strikes..."
I fired a few warning shots at one of the helicopters before trying my best to pinpoint the best angle to shoot at the shooter inside. As luck would have it, I saw an opening and took it. I fired the shot, and the bullet ricochet onto the door and into one of the shooters' skull, sending him plummeting down and out of the helicopter.
"Oh dear.. I did it!" I squealed in accomplishment.
"Hey girly, no time for that now, that was one out of many, you and the doctor get Chad inside." Alex grunted as we drew closer to the jet's entrance.
I nodded and turned around, quickly pushing Chad into the plane with the help of the doctor. I saw Mom and Dad, oh thank god they were OK. "Go tell the pilot to prepare for take off!" I hissed at the doctor, who did as was told. "Alex, cmon get in!" Alex shot one last bullet before running into the jet, still on high alert.
"Close the door, Imma scout out the plane." He ordered me and crept off, holding his gun up. I pressed and held the button that closed the doors.
The jet soon took off into the air as fast as it could, though it barely even stayed in the air for 5 minutes before I could hear gunshots again, this time much louder and much powerful than plain old firearms.
"Shit! More incoming!" Alex shouted as he showed up and made his way to the cockpit of the jet, asking loudly whether there are weapons equipped on the jet, then him closing the cockpit door and what I assumed took over the flying.
"Hang on tight, people. It's gonna be a bumpy flight." I hear Alex made the announcement before the plane started spinning and weaving in and out, doing figure 8's and stuff to avoid the shots and missiles launched at us. I fastened my seatbelt and held onto Chad to keep him in place, praying that we would make it
Honestly, this ride was making me want to barf but I held it in because I was holding on to Chad and I didn't want to get vomit all over him. I looked over at my foster mother who was gripping onto the seat as if she was about to die, she was always so delicate.
Alex looked at everyone carefully. "Thankfully there is no one else on board with us, or so, no one I saw. But is everyone on?" Everyone looked around and nodded simultaneously. "At this point, it'll only be a few till we are out of there reach and on our way to the castle. I'll inform the king and queen about your arrival." He said turning to me, the gun still in hand.
"Just get us there in one piece, Alex," I hollered as I continued holding onto Chad. I hear Alex walking back to the cockpit and pressed a few buttons and heard some whirring underneath my feet. Then I felt the jet jerked a bit as a loud hissing sound was heard before another loud explosion and the jet shuddered from the shockwave. I looked out the window and saw one of Drake's helicopters go up in flames and plummeted down to Earth. Another few more of those, we would probably be breaking so many air laws. Now I get what Alex meant by asking the pilot if this plane had more guns...
I don't feel any pity for them. How many times have they tried to kill me? Oh yeah... Too many to count. I rolled my eyes and looked at the smoke in that air and cringed my nose.
Mother broke the silence. "Erm... So are you gonna tell us where you have been and what's going on, son?"
"You wanna know now? While there's a bunch of killer choppers chasing behind us?"
"No time like the present, son," my foster dad agreed, cringing at another blast. "Besides it'll keep our minds off being chased by killer choppers."
Trust him to pull out a dad joke in a middle of a crisis. Sighing, I told them everything, from the man who showed up at my house that fateful morning up till now.
"You met Stephanie? That's wonderful! How is she?" Mom exclaimed happily.
"She's great, took her a while to believe that I'm her big brother, but hey, better late than never."
"Well I can't wait to catch up with Henry and Jessica," Dad said in the midst of another blast. "It's been too long since we met face to face."
"I'm sure they'll be glad to meet you guys. You practically helped raise me after all."
The doctor came over an began to do a check up on Chad. I stood up and trotted over to Alex. "Hey, when till we land?"
He looked out the window, busy with all the chaos. "We lost them, I believe so.. and soon. I believe the rest will retreat because they know, one step on our country is immediate execution."
"U-um...... ok...." I awkwardly walked away and left him to his job. "Well, how is he doctor."
"It seems as if you boyfr-- I mean, Chad is doing pretty well after all of...you know... this."
"Yeah, he's a tough one, I'll give him that," I smiled as I sat next to him.
"You do realize that you are the first born, and your... preference most likely wouldn't benefit the throne when it comes to heirs, you know that, right?" Dr Orville said cautiously. "And besides, does the King and Queen know about your choice of partner?"
My breath hitched. I hadn't thought about that. I am Prince Sheridan Benedict, first born of the Benedict family and rightful heir to the throne. There would be royal duties, and duty as a King to produce future heirs, but with Chad... And I still don't know if Chad felt the same way for me as I do.
"I'll... I'll cross that bridge when I get there..." I said, my gaze trailed off towards the window, looking out at the setting sun. "Well...." I thought to myself. "My sister can always make an heir.. it does state if the ruler in unable to create a heir, then anyone else from the family blood can do so, will become the knew heir, but.... would father approve?"
Alex came back. "Everyone seatbelts on, we're about to land!"
I placed my on and grabbed ahold of Chad. Honestly, it felt great to finally be home, where it's safe.
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