Honey : The Empire's Treasure 372 The Great And Powerful... 2

Suddenly, when one of the carriers stopped trying to escape, Pharom guessed Ailwin to be aboard it. He figures Ailwin is finally deciding to give up.

I am going to enjoy these last few moments of his life.

The missile ate up the distance between itself and the aircraft. When everyone thought it was going to hit its mark, the missile managed to only sc.r.a.pe the side of the carrier before blowing itself up.

The resounding force from the explosion caused the carrier to lose its buoyancy, making it plummet towards the ground.

Ailwin swiftly shook the pilot awake, "Restart the engines, now!"

The minute they began falling the engines overheated as the weight distribution s.h.i.+fted making one side work more than the other, eventually causing them both the shut off.

"Y-yes, sir…!" Trying to hold on and find his bearings, pilot's hands moved around the controls panels in front of him to save everyone from cras.h.i.+ng into the ground.

Just when everyone thought that their fall couldn't last much longer and they would soon hit the ground, the s.h.i.+p's engines turned back on and the leveled its self out.

To everyone's surprise they made it out of death's door virtually unharmed, except for a few b.u.mps, bruises and minor cuts, they were still alive.

Smiles and cheers rang throughout the aircraft when they realized that they weren't going to die.

Ailwin quickly radioed in to the other carrier notifying it to stop running. It wasn't long before both air carriers were safe and sound with minimal damage.

Commander Wynfina watched the whole scene from the screen on his navigation deck.

"What the h.e.l.l just happened!?" He yelled out to the soldiers operating the weapons.

"Sir, w-we don't know…" No one expected both missiles to miss their mark after chasing their foe for so long.

"Then fire again, G.o.ds d.a.m.nit! Right now!" Pharom slammed his hands down on the arm rest of his chair.

"Y-Yes, sir…!" Sending new orders to their targeting system, the soldier was stupefied when the computer wouldn't take his commands.

"Sir...something is wrong with the targeting system. I can't get in."

"What!?" Pharom got out of his seat and marched to the tracking system. Putting in the command himself, Pharom waited for the computer to comply.

After several minutes of just getting a red screen, Pharom finally looked towards his second-in-command, "You try getting into the system…"

His General walked to the closest terminal and keyed in his personal pa.s.sword but the same red screen showed up in front of him.

"I-I can't get in...I think we are locked out, sir…" His General moved to the side showing the red warning screen of Unauthorized access.

"What about the other s.h.i.+p…?"

A soldier radioed in to the other wars.h.i.+p before turning to Pharom, "They are having the same problem, sir…"

"F**k! Get the men to restart the whole system, now!"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A deep voice came over the wars.h.i.+p's speakers, startling Pharom and everyone else on board.

Pharom looked towards his General.

"He won't be able to tell you what's going on, only I can." Mika was watching Commander Wynfina's confused expression on her monitor.

"...and you would be…?" Pharom looked around room, as if to see if the person he was talking would walk out.

"The new owner of these two wars.h.i.+ps." Mika had purposely lowered the pitch of her voice, but the arrogance in her words were still there.

Hearing the truth from this person made Pharom see black spots in his vision. His blood pressure was so high that he was in danger of pa.s.sing out.

Who the h.e.l.l is this fellow?! He thinks he can comm me to brag!

"Now this hear you little twit-"

"No, you should listen. You are now a guest of my s.h.i.+ps...all of you are, in fact." At that, Mika shut off the natural lights, allowing only the hazard yellow lights to glow on deck. 

"If I want my s.h.i.+ps to go to the left, they will…" Mika accelerated the wars.h.i.+ps to left, throwing everyone to the right.

"If I want my s.h.i.+ps to go to the right…" She stopped moving the wars.h.i.+ps to the left and accelerated to the right, throwing everyone across the deck in the other side.

"...if I want them to go up…" The wars.h.i.+ps soared into the skies as if they were rockets taking off for outer s.p.a.ce. 

Most of the soldiers had not been strapped in to any seats, so they crashed to the floor, feeling like a ton of bricks were on their backs.

"….and if I want them to go down…"

Both s.h.i.+ps dropped at high speeds towards the ground, the soldiers couldn't control their bodies even if they wanted to as they lift up into the air.

A great number of them pa.s.sed out and some even released their bowels.

"Stop! Please, stop!" Pharom called out as his body was being pushed into the deck's ceiling.

Mika instantly stopped the vessels from cras.h.i.+ng to the ground at lighting speeds.

"What do you want?" Once Pharom was able to pull himself up from the floor, he asked.

"What I want is for you all to comply with my instructions…"

Highly vexed and frustrated, Pharom could only think to use the King's authority to scare this person into stopping his actions

"These are his majesty's vessels you cannot take them for yourself-"

"...but I already have." Mika pointed out, cutting Pharom off from spewing anymore nonsense.

"This is Prince Ailwin, isn't it?….Isn't it!?"

"Hmph!...I am the great and powerful, Oz…and you are getting on my last nerve." Mika began lowering the air supply levels on the wars.h.i.+ps.

"Commander! He is stopping the air supplies!" A soldier called out after seeing the levels drop steadily.

They were losing oxygen and there were nothing anyone could do about it. If they continued to drop, they will all suffocate. With death hanging above their heads, all eyes turned to Pharom.

Sh*t! These f.u.c.king b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!

"Fine!… What do you want from me?!" Pharom yelled.

"Hold on...I'm thinking..."