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03-28-2002, 10:40 PM
“Opening Day, Part II”
Episode 14 of Gopher’s Gateway
Last time on Gopher’s Gateway…
The new school opened…and there was much rejoicing.
June managed to escape from Hueytown Juvenile and is gaining allies….
A bomb threat from June is received and the school is evacuated at the last second…
And now…the conclusion.
Heather Allgood, third in command of the new school that was in danger, heard the explosion. However, it was not the deafening boom that the beautiful sophomore expected it to be. It was more like a small fireworks explosion. “What happened?” she asked to Sean Sporman, standing nearby.
“That sounded more like a...primitive combustible mixture of potassium nitrate, charcoal and sulfur.” Sean Sporman replied, as he looked at his scanning device, called a tricorder.
“What’s that?” Meagan Hall asked.
“Gunpowder.” Heather Allgood replied, “I must say that I am shocked.”
Jordan Reeves’ eyebrows arched. “Good grief, she’s a genius.”
Sean Sporman heard what Jordan had said. “I know that she is very smart. She was already, but I helped her become even smarter.”
Jordan Reeves rolled his eyes. “Sean…What a loony…”
“As if.” Heather responded with a smile.
June Gabert laughed deviously in her secret hideout. “I bet Sean was scared stiff. It’s just too bad I couldn’t really get in there and blow his school to bits.” She turned toward her ally of evil, Peyton Freeman, “Hey, Peyton, turn on that Britney Spears, time to chill while we ready the next phase of the plan…the plan that will destroy the Hueytown: 2000 project.”
“Principal’s Log, supplementary entry, it’s only twelve o’clock and we have had a bomb threat and a multitude of minor incidents occur. Now back in the school, we proceed on normal schedule. But, needless to say, some of the students are restless.”
Lucy Camden ducked as another chair flew over her head and crashed through a window. “Restless, it’s more like crazed.” She remarked to Sean, who was also hiding behind an LCARS desk a prank-playing student had placed in the hall. Looking up, Sean saw the three “restless” students continuing to hurl objects toward them.
“Those people…I think I know them,” Lucy said, ducking as a stick of lipstick crashed against the wall above them. “They are Sarah Lowe, Lauren Blankenship and Jessica Otwell. I thought that you said the snow craziness couldn’t get inside!”
Sean fired his phaser, set on light stun, but it missed and caused an LCARS panel to explode instead. “It shouldn’t. But, June has released behavior-effecting particles before. This might be this.”
“Or, it could just be normal teenage behavior.” Heather Allgood said as she joined the two behind the desk. Sean laughed at Heather’s humorous statement. Lucy fired her phaser and Sarah Lowe was knocked unconscious by the blast. Heather then fired and Lauren Blankenship fell backwards also unconscious.
“Jessica,” Sean asked aloud, still behind the desk, “What is it you want?”
At the moment’s distraction, Heather fired again and Jessica fell unconscious.
“Good job, Heather! You too, Lucy!” Sean exclaimed as the three stood up behind the desk. “We had better get to OPS.”
Kay Lindsay was laughing her head off as Andy Blackerby trotted around like a chicken in the playground. Both were affected by the snow craziness. She felt a strange sensation and then she saw the console-covered walls of the school’s control center, OPS.
Besides her was a disheveled Andy Blackerby, no longer acting like a chicken, but covered with half-melted snow and moisture. “What…what’s happening?” Blackerby asked, shaking off his confusion.
“It’s snow craziness, part two.” replied Jordan Reeves.
“Sean doesn’t know what’s happening yet,” Meagan Hall added, “But I’m sure he’ll find out soon!” Jordan Reeves, in his typical response, sighed and shook his head.
“I’m just going to have to get used to it.” Jordan Reeves accidentally thought aloud.
“Get used to what?” Meagan asked.
“The fact that Heather and you really like Sean.” Jordan replied with a sigh, “So, anything new?”
Meagan Hall shook her head and smiled. “Well, I did make this thing for Spormanworld…” Just like in a cartoon, Jordan fell out of his seat in shock.
“Computer, initiate data up-link sixty-three, Andy Blackerby reporting. The Hueytown Police have been searching for June and her allies for hours with no success as of yet. However, I hope to have some information from a former member of a certain failed project.”
Alexis Stanley, a former member of the Vertigo Project, stood before Andy Blackerby, smiling. “I would be glad to help you catch them in any way. They are helping June, you know.”
“They betrayed you?” asked Blackerby.
“Yes. The kicked me out. Can you believe it? Just as I was doing good at the Hueytown Olympics, too…” replied Alexis.
“Do you know where June is?” Blackerby asked.
“Yes,” Alexis replied, “I believe she is at…”
Sean Sporman was slapped and knocked off of his feet, grunting from the pain as he slammed into the hard, metal floor of the new school. It was John Barnes, self-control disabled by the craziness, who had hit him. “Taking girlfriends, it must be a theme for you…” John said bitterly.
Sean, personal shield active and deflecting the craziness force, stood up to the senior. “You don’t scare me, you know.” Sean said, and then grabbed him around the neck and applied a hypospray. John quickly passed out, unconscious. “Spormans rule!”
“I agree!” Heather Allgood said, entering the room, “And Allgoods too, of course.”
Sean smiled. “Of course. Your personal shield holding up?” The two began to walk down the hall.
“It’s at one hundred percent!” Heather replied, as they entered the turbolift. “Sean, can I ask you something?”
“Tenth grade building.” Sean told the computer as the turbolift began to travel, “Of course, what is it?”
Heather smiled as the turbolift doors slid shut.
“This is even worse than my forth period class!” Ms. Toomey exclaimed as she hid in the storage room that was attached to her classroom. Thankfully, it was protected by a force field that Mr. Morrison had recently installed and it was a large room.
Mr. Morrison chuckled. “That’s awfully bad. You said that except for Sean, Cathy, Liz and a couple of others that it could have been in Kindergarten because of the, how did you put it, ‘awful noise levels’.” The two ninth grade teachers were hiding in the storage room because outside, in the classroom, craziness had taken over.
“I think Sean measured it once,” Ms. Toomey replied, “Something like an ambient noise level of ninety-two decibels. Harmful to the audio receptors after ten seconds of exposure.” Ms. Toomey then winced as she heard something glass break. Then, there was quiet. The two teachers then looked at each other.
“Computer, field one down.” Mr. Morrison ordered. “So, you still like this school more than Mobile?” They laughed.
The two looked around the room, and saw a mess. Desks were everywhere, PADDs were littered across the floor, and some students were asleep from exhaustion. The few students awake were extremely confused.
“What…what happened?” Brooke Thompson attempted to figure out the situation.
“I don’t know either.” Lauren Blankenship added.
“Well, I guess the snow craziness is over.” Ms. Toomey stated as she walked through the debris-filled classroom.
“Principal’s Log, supplementary entry, the snow has left the area and with it the craziness. We should be returning to normal operations soon. Meanwhile, as automatic janitorial robots clean the school, Andy Blackerby informs me that he and the police have found June’s hideout. Sean Two, my holographic “duplicate”, and Lucy Camden, is with them at the moment.”
Blackerby, Lucy, two police officers and Sean Two stood outside June’s supposed hideout, ready to attack.
“Let’s go!” Blackerby exclaimed and the five walked toward the house.
“My scans are picking up six lifeforms inside.” Lucy reported as the first police officer opened the house door and entered.
“There’s no one here!” The police officer exclaimed.
Sean Two, Blackerby and Lucy then entered the house. “Lucy, scan for residual transporter signatures.” Blackerby ordered.
“I’m picking up some.” Lucy replied, “They’ve definitely been here. The lifeforms that I detected must have been falsely generated.”
“Well,” Blackerby stated, “Back to square one.”
“Go ahead, Jordan. You’re free to take a “temporary leave of absence” to the main playground and enjoy yourself.” Sean told Jordan.
Jordan smiled, “Ok. See you there?”
“Of course.” As Jordan exited the school’s control center, Sean looked around the empty OPS. The rest of the command crew had gone to the playground, where all the students were between one and two p.m. Sean was planning to go as well.
“Computer, are all systems operational?” Sean still felt responsible for his project.
“Affirmative. All school systems are online.” Sean smiled as he stood up from his command chair, looking around at the hundreds of video inputs, computer panels and other starfleet devices. “Alright, it’s time to go play.” As he prepared to exit the room, the computer beeped.
“Incoming transmission from Lucy Camden onboard USS Enterprise.” Sean smiled as he walked to the main viewscreen.
“Put it on screen.”
“This is Sporman here.”
“Hello, Sean.” Lucy replied.
“Did you get June?”
“I’m afraid not.” Lucy replied, “She wasn’t there. We’re up here scanning for her.”
“Good luck. If you need any of us, don’t hesitate to contact us.”
“Understood. Lucy out.” The viewscreen blinked off to once again show the Federation insignia.
“Ok,” Sean proclaimed, “Now, it is time to go play!”
Jordan Reeves swung on Swing Set 33 on Hueytown Playpark, mainly known as the playground of the new school. Besides him, a friend of his, Tiffany Davidson, also swung.
“So, Tiffany,” Jordan Reeves said, “What do you think of the new school? I remember you saying you couldn’t wait for it.”
Tiffany smiled as she continued to swing. “It’s everything cool in one package,” she replied, “And, I never thought I would be playing on a playground again!”
“I know. But, hey, it’s fun!” responded Jordan. “Is your sister doing ok?”
“Yup,” replied Tiffany, “And my aunt and the rest of them.”
“Tell me,” Jordan said in a lower voice, “Do you think Sean’s ego is too big?”
Tiffany Davidson shook her head. “I would have to say no. Besides, remember, everyone has an ego, even you, Jordan.”
Sean Sporman, who had entered the playground, smiled at the remark. “Yes, Jordan, you do. I just happen to, how should I put it, express my ego more than you do.”
Tiffany chuckled and Jordan’s smile disappeared.
“Well,” Sean said, “Enjoy yourselves, I’ve got to go talk to some more of the people going to my school.”
Jordan shook his head at a high altitude, still swinging.
“Well,” Tiffany said, “They certainly picked the right person for this project. He does care about his school and his job.”
Jordan gave in. “Alright, I guess you could say that.”
At Nintendo Sixty-Four Station Twenty-Seven, Allen Johnston played another round of Super Smash Brothers. Nearby at Table ninety-four, Lauren Blankenship and Lauren Foust were talking with each other.
“And, you think that the Maze-Slide will be fun?” asked Lauren Blankenship.
“Yeah, Amy Ross and Fallon Shipman, over there at Table seventy-three told me they went in there for seven minutes and had oodles of fun.” Responded Lauren Foust.
“What about the Roller Coasters?” Lauren Blankenship asked.
“Well, the Speedster is pretty fun, but the Mega Mach has loops and swirls. I would say all of them are pretty fun.” Replied Lauren Foust.
Just then, the two girls saw Sean walk by, apparently inspecting the playground. Now it was Lauren Foust’s turn to ask a question. “What do you think of him?”
“Well, I think he’s sort of cute and smart, but you know, he has two girlfriends and about thirty or forty other girls that like him. I’m probably about forty-seven or so on his list.”
“What list? He has a list?” Lauren Foust was shocked.
“I was speaking metaphorically.” Lauren Blankenship replied as the two got up and began to head for Jungle Gym Sixteen.
“Oh.” Lauren Foust said.
“The environmental controls are exceptional. The temperature is not too hot or too cold, the humidity is low and the snow or rain is kept out.” Heather Allgood said smiling to Sean Sporman in the elevator, which took students, or anyone else to the beginning of the spectacular Maze-Slide.
“Thank you, Heather.”
“Since this is my official job, now, I’ll wont be a lifeguard anymore. By the way, how are the twelve pools in the playground doing?” As the elevator continued to go up, it suddenly stopped and both heard it click into place.
“Let’s get to one of the status pods and find out.” Sean responded as the elevator doors slid open. “If you go straight, you will encounter the true heart of the Maze-Slide, and there is the short route and the long route. There are also escape pods and the status pods, which can be used as a backup command center in an emergency. As the two got down to begin to crawl, Sean led Heather to a nearby status pod, locked behind two tritanium doors.
“Require access code for entrance to status pod one.” A computer voice said.
Sean smiled. “Voice recognition, MZ Spor 4-7 dash nine two omega.” Sean then looked at Heather, “Yours too.”
“Allgood alpha six-three HS.”
The two metallic doors slid open, “Welcome to status pod one Sean and Heather, your current altitude is eighteen thousand six hundred and forty-seven feet. All systems normal.”
Heather entered the room first. It was round and looked like the bridge of the Enterprise-B, an excelsior-class ship. “The B!” Heather exclaimed, “Let me guess, you have a status pod modeled after every Federation bridge.”
“Yup. And a few extras as well. Let’s go to Science and check on those pools.” The two walked and sat down at the Okudagram console clearly marked Science.
“This looks a little different than the LCARS panels.” Heather remarked as Sean began to work at the console.
“Before LCARS, but after primitive physical buttons, two scientists named the Okudas developed these things. Still cool though.” Sean replied as the data he wanted appeared on the screen.
“What’ve you got?” Heather inquired.
“Well, pools 1, 2, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, and 12 are operating normally. Pool 3 is suffering a lighting failure, pool 5 has a filter malfunction, pool 6 has been…um…contaminated by waste liquids, but the others are ok. In fact, I believe a friend of years near pool seven in attempting to contact you.”
“Who would that be?” Heather asked.
“Jonathan Reeves, you know, the one who still can’t believe you like me.”
Heather rolled her eyes. “Are all Reeves this annoying?”
“Well, Jordan is some, but his dad makes some great jokes, plus his mom makes good snacks.” Heather and Sean both laughed. “Opening the channel…now.”
Jonathan Reeves, sunglasses on, appeared on one of the screens that were on the science console. “Heather, is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me, Jonathan.” Heather replied.
“Good, where are you? I’ve got a spot in sophomore pool ready for you!”
“Sophomore pool?” Sean interrupted.
“Sean! Again!” Jonathan replied, angered a little, “Anyway, yes, this pool has been claimed by us sophomores.”
Sean reached under the science console and pulled out an Okudagram PADD. “That’s against regulations. I’ll be sure to send some freshmen your way, and just wait until next week when the Pittman Staff gets here.”
“Thirty-three sixth, seventh, and eighth graders coming here,” Jonathan responded blandly, “I don’t know if I’ll make it.” Sean tapped a button and Jonathan’s face disappeared.
“Well,” Heather proclaimed, “He’s still annoying.”
Sean smiled broadly. And, that was when the Maze-Slide first shook.
On board the Enterprise’s bridge, red alert lights blinked and klaxons blared. “What’s happened?” Lucy Camden asked to Brooke Stephens, temporarily manning Tactical.
“We’ve fired two photon torpedoes at the school. But, I didn’t do it?”
Andy Blackerby spoke up from Science II. “According to this, it was ordered from the battle bridge! And, someone has initiated saucer separation!”
The two sections of the Enterprise NCC-1701-D slowly separated from each other, but it was not a commanded separation. On the battle bridge of the stardrive section, sat the archenemy of Sean Sporman, June Gabert.
The stardrive section was the only section of the Enterprise equipped with warp drive and multiple photon torpedo bays, but was otherwise a good match for the saucer section. June knew this and so did her allies: Peyton Freeman, Daniel Rogers, Bill Ogical and Matt Smith. Po Gey Smith and Tank Dewrell were carrying out the other part of her plan. “The saucer section is two hundred fifty thousand kilometers away,” Peyton reported, “Forward dorsal phaser arrays locked and ready. And, Sean and four others have beamed directly to the bridge on the saucer.”
“Prepare to fire!’” June ordered. “On my mark!”
Sean Sporman sat in the command chair on the saucer section, as Lucy Camden explained what had occurred.
“Hail them.” Sean immediately ordered.
“They are responding.” Meagan Hall reported, obviously shocked.
On the viewscreen, June Gabert sat in command of the smaller, but more tactically proficient command center replica of the bridge. “Good to see you again, Sean.”
“I wish I could say the same.” Sean responded, “Now, please surrender the stardrive section to us and I might be convinced to lower the charges to Theft two.”
“Not very tempting, but a tiny bit maybe. How about you surrendering so we can take over the world.” June replied.
“Narf.” Jordan muttered under his breath.
“Why do you want to take over the world?” Meagan Hall asked, “We thought you only wanted to get revenge on Sean.”
“Well, you have the means. But, your pathetic pacifist ways reduce you to making a new school.” June responded angrily, “Now, you have sixty seconds or I’ll fire.” The viewscreen blinked off, showing the now stationary stardrive sections, its weapons locked on Sean and the rest of the staff in the saucer section.
Back down on Earth, Po Gey Smith saw his three targets, the three latest members of the staff. Those three were the transfers from the Crenshaw County School System. He knew nothing as to why the three new allies of the evil June wished, besides the fact that he thought that they had a crush on the three or something. Of course, he also knew they were from the same county and went to the same church.
“Come on, this way!” Tank said, sneaking around an EPS Power Junction in the tenth grade building. Smith followed and saw the three girls at the vending machine. The two boys then raised their phaser compression rifles at the three girls. “Hands up! Don’t move!”
The three girls, all in starfleet uniforms, raised their hands in the air. “Why are you doing this, Tank?” asked Amy Rodgers.
“Because you don’t belong to Jefferson County. Now, follow us!”
A glistening, red photon torpedo, fired by the stardrive section of the USS Enterprise slammed into the shields of the saucer section.
“Report!” Sean boomed.
“Shields at ninety-three percent!” Lucy reported.
“Return fire with the forward phaser arrays. Full power and target the photon torpedo bays.”
Two phaser beams lanced out from the saucer and struck the stardrive sections shields. “Their shields are at eighty-six percent!”
The saucer shook again, sending Jordan Reeves from his seat. Sean couldn’t help but smile as Jordan struggled up. “I’m ok.” Jordan said, slithering back into his chair.
“They have hit us with another photon torpedo. Shields at seventy-four percent.”
“Heather, I want you to rotate the phaser frequencies.” Sean said as he stood up, “That just might penetrate their shields.”
“Lucy, fire!”
Four phaser beams shot out from the saucer section and penetrated the stardrive sections shields.
On the battle bridge, June Gabert ducked as an EPS conduit exploded above her head. “What’s going on?” she demanded.
“They have rotated their phaser frequencies. Cut through our shields like paper.” Responded Peyton.
“Fire another photon torpedo!” June barked an order.
“We can’t!” Peyton replied. “The weapons control is shot and our three stoo—I mean-- boy allies are unconscious.”
June sat in silence for a moment.
“We’re being hailed by Sporman.” Peyton said as Sean Sporman’s smiling face appeared on the viewscreen.
“Hello, June. Our sensors read massive systems failures aboard your ship. And, three of your four allies are not conscious. So…”
June took the words right out of Sean’s mouth. “We’re lowering our shields.”
Peyton threw down a PADD she had been holding in disgust. “You know what, June!” she said in frustration, “I’m through! Finished with you!”
“What do you mean?” asked June.
“You and your dumb, idiotic plans, I hope you choke!” Peyton proclaimed, “I’m going to show you what real evil is!” Peyton then tapped her combadge and disappeared in the shimmer of a transporter beam. And, so did the three boys.
June screamed in distress.
“Captain’s Log, commanding USS Enterprise-D, Sean Sporman reporting. June has escaped as well as her allies, but the school seems to have returned to normal. Thanks to help from the future, four starships have come to help us repair the crippled stardrive section. I gladly look forward to tomorrow.”
Sean Sporman was just beginning to relax in the shuttle Hawking when he received the comm transmission.
On the Type-7 shuttles small viewscreen, he saw another enemy appear. It was Po Gey Smith, an ally of June. “So, you thought you could relax, well just look at this.” He walked out of view to reveal three hostages tied up. Tank Dewrell held a phaser rifle that was pointed at one of the many LCARS computer panels in the room that they were in.
“What do you want?” Sean asked, who was actually alone in the shuttle.
It was Tank that replied. “Let them go back home.”
“They volunteered. It is a free—“ The comm channel was cut.
As Sean looked out the window, he saw the beautiful starship Enterprise, now fully repaired and its two sections connected once more. “Computer, set a course for the new school, maximum impulse!”
“They just will not stop, will they?” Heather Allgood responded to Sean Sporman. Heather was currently in OPS, as well as several others.
“It would seem that way.” replied Heather. “Good luck.”
“Are you doing ok?” Sean asked with a smile.
“Doing great. How about you?” Heather was also smiling.
“As good as can be expected. How’s the weather?”
Heather had been keeping up with the weather for several days lately. “It looks like no more snow, but maybe a little clouds.”
“Thank you. See you soon. Sporman out.”
“Alright, we’ve got some hostages to rescue.” Heather Allgood proclaimed in OPS. “Sean’s created a plan.”
“What kind of plan?” asked Jordan Reeves.
“Yeah. What kind of plan?” Meagan Hall also inquired.
“Well…” Heather began to tell the plan.
The shuttle Hawking, the first space vessel that Sean Sporman had ever possessed, landed on the Parking Deck of the new school that still had no official name. It’s only door slowly lowered to the ground and out of it emerged its lone passenger, Sean Sporman. This passenger had a mission.
Heather Allgood and Jordan Reeves hid behind a protruding LCARS data port, each armed with phaser compression rifles. On the other side of the room, or to be more precise, just outside of it, Meagan Hall and Lucy Camden were equally armed and waiting in hiding. Just then Sean Sporman materialized in the center of the room.
The two terrorist teenage boys instantly raised their phaser rifles in response, but Sean raised his hands. “I’m here to discuss terms.”
“What kind of terms?” asked Smith.
“I’ll become your hostage in exchange for the release of these three girls.”
“It’s a deal.” Smith replied quickly. Dewrell grumbled, but said nothing.
As the two placed down their phaser rifles, Heather and Jordan rushed out from behind the LCARS port and fired. Tank was stunned first and he fell down with a thunk.
Jordan then stunned Po Gey Smith as Meagan and Lucy ran onto the scene. “Well,” Sean proclaimed happily, “That takes care of that.”
“Principal’s Log, Day One Supplementary Entry, The day has ended. Overall, it was a successful day. June and her follies have been foiled once more, three hostages have been rescued and the new school, even though elective classes do not start until tomorrow, has received rave reviews from all but the seventy-four students who are in the brig.”
“Did you say seventy-four people were in the brig?” Meagan Hall inquired with a ludicrous tone to Sean Sporman as the senior staff populated the replica of the bridge of the Enterprise-A, another control center in the vast Sporman Maze-Slide, as it was now named.
“Yes. We had forty-seven horseplayers, seven people with beepers, three with pagers, six with cell phones, three with cameras, two with audio recorders, four with laser pointers. There was one class-two violation, Bobby Serfal with some fireworks. And, Holly Toidi set fire to an area of the school. Of course, our advanced fire suppression system sopped it in point seven seconds. But, good news, he is to be expelled.”
“And, what will happen to the most who only violated class-one regulations?” Lucy Camden asked.
“They will have two hours of detention with our special holographic detention officers. As for the class-two, they will have a required parental conference and three days of suspension.”
“Wow. That cuts down the school population by about one-twelfth.” Jordan Reeves added humorously.
“Well, most of the students are gone. You’re free to go home.” Meagan, Jordan and a few others rushed out of OPS after some quick good-byes and began to head home.
“I’m curious?” Heather Allgood, still remaining asked, “Have you ever been camping?”
Sean’s normal smile went away and he shuddered visibly. “Yes. I went to Camp Cosby in fifth grade. It was the worst experience of my life.”
“Really?” Lucy sat down close to Sean, her curiosity piqued.
“No signs of civilization!” Sean began to reply grimly, “The cabins were technology-less. Just primitive wooden beds, only a dangling light bulb. I couldn’t keep up with the weather. No television, no computers, no electronics, no board games. And, don’t get me started on the food! I had to drink what they had, I could have died. But, besides a little bit of the atrocious breakfasts I didn’t eat the meals. The only good part was the stargazing and the snacks. At least I got some pleasure. But, it was so great when I got home. I pledged never to go to a camp again.”
“Really?” Heather responded after a brief period of silence, “I hate camps too.”
“Yeah, me too. Even if my brothers like them.” Lucy added.
“I'm a child of the 24th century, I was just born three centuries early. It’s good to have such great friends.” Sean said, smiling.
“I know.” The two beautiful girls responded at once.
Then, the red alert klaxons went off again.
“Great, almost all of the students are gone? What could this be?” Sean walked to the master situation monitor in the center of OPS, “Computer, what is the situation?”
“Unauthorized intruder in sector seven, section four.” The computer replied. Sean, Heather, and Lucy picked up three type-one phasers and began to walk out of OPS.
Sector seven, section four was the floor directly below the floor where OPS was. The three walked into the turbolift. “Who do you think it could be?” Heather asked.
“One floor down.” Sean said to the computer. “I don’t know.”
The turbolift began to hum, indicating travel. “Could it be June?” Heather theorized.
“I doubt it.” Sean replied, “But, it could be Peyton, Vertigo or maybe…” The turbolift came to a stop. Sector four was the room directly to the left. “Let’s go.”
The three, Sean in front came to the room. They surrounded the door. Sean began to count door silently with his fingers. From three, to two, and then one. The three, phasers raised, rushed in and saw...
“Mrs. Lindsay?” Sean exclaimed in shock. The alarms were not designed to go off in the intruded sections, as not to alert the intruder.
“I was just getting some PADDs.” Lindsay replied. “Is something wrong?”
Heather began to laugh first. Then Sean, and then Lucy. “Nothing,” Sean struggled to say through his laughter, “Nothing at all.”
The exciting adventures continue…
And on the next explosive episode:
Sean returns to the Enterprise, Jordan is sick and Heather takes command as a mysterious threat invades Hueytown...
Episode 14 of Gopher’s Gateway
Last time on Gopher’s Gateway…
The new school opened…and there was much rejoicing.
June managed to escape from Hueytown Juvenile and is gaining allies….
A bomb threat from June is received and the school is evacuated at the last second…
And now…the conclusion.
Heather Allgood, third in command of the new school that was in danger, heard the explosion. However, it was not the deafening boom that the beautiful sophomore expected it to be. It was more like a small fireworks explosion. “What happened?” she asked to Sean Sporman, standing nearby.
“That sounded more like a...primitive combustible mixture of potassium nitrate, charcoal and sulfur.” Sean Sporman replied, as he looked at his scanning device, called a tricorder.
“What’s that?” Meagan Hall asked.
“Gunpowder.” Heather Allgood replied, “I must say that I am shocked.”
Jordan Reeves’ eyebrows arched. “Good grief, she’s a genius.”
Sean Sporman heard what Jordan had said. “I know that she is very smart. She was already, but I helped her become even smarter.”
Jordan Reeves rolled his eyes. “Sean…What a loony…”
“As if.” Heather responded with a smile.
June Gabert laughed deviously in her secret hideout. “I bet Sean was scared stiff. It’s just too bad I couldn’t really get in there and blow his school to bits.” She turned toward her ally of evil, Peyton Freeman, “Hey, Peyton, turn on that Britney Spears, time to chill while we ready the next phase of the plan…the plan that will destroy the Hueytown: 2000 project.”
“Principal’s Log, supplementary entry, it’s only twelve o’clock and we have had a bomb threat and a multitude of minor incidents occur. Now back in the school, we proceed on normal schedule. But, needless to say, some of the students are restless.”
Lucy Camden ducked as another chair flew over her head and crashed through a window. “Restless, it’s more like crazed.” She remarked to Sean, who was also hiding behind an LCARS desk a prank-playing student had placed in the hall. Looking up, Sean saw the three “restless” students continuing to hurl objects toward them.
“Those people…I think I know them,” Lucy said, ducking as a stick of lipstick crashed against the wall above them. “They are Sarah Lowe, Lauren Blankenship and Jessica Otwell. I thought that you said the snow craziness couldn’t get inside!”
Sean fired his phaser, set on light stun, but it missed and caused an LCARS panel to explode instead. “It shouldn’t. But, June has released behavior-effecting particles before. This might be this.”
“Or, it could just be normal teenage behavior.” Heather Allgood said as she joined the two behind the desk. Sean laughed at Heather’s humorous statement. Lucy fired her phaser and Sarah Lowe was knocked unconscious by the blast. Heather then fired and Lauren Blankenship fell backwards also unconscious.
“Jessica,” Sean asked aloud, still behind the desk, “What is it you want?”
At the moment’s distraction, Heather fired again and Jessica fell unconscious.
“Good job, Heather! You too, Lucy!” Sean exclaimed as the three stood up behind the desk. “We had better get to OPS.”
Kay Lindsay was laughing her head off as Andy Blackerby trotted around like a chicken in the playground. Both were affected by the snow craziness. She felt a strange sensation and then she saw the console-covered walls of the school’s control center, OPS.
Besides her was a disheveled Andy Blackerby, no longer acting like a chicken, but covered with half-melted snow and moisture. “What…what’s happening?” Blackerby asked, shaking off his confusion.
“It’s snow craziness, part two.” replied Jordan Reeves.
“Sean doesn’t know what’s happening yet,” Meagan Hall added, “But I’m sure he’ll find out soon!” Jordan Reeves, in his typical response, sighed and shook his head.
“I’m just going to have to get used to it.” Jordan Reeves accidentally thought aloud.
“Get used to what?” Meagan asked.
“The fact that Heather and you really like Sean.” Jordan replied with a sigh, “So, anything new?”
Meagan Hall shook her head and smiled. “Well, I did make this thing for Spormanworld…” Just like in a cartoon, Jordan fell out of his seat in shock.
“Computer, initiate data up-link sixty-three, Andy Blackerby reporting. The Hueytown Police have been searching for June and her allies for hours with no success as of yet. However, I hope to have some information from a former member of a certain failed project.”
Alexis Stanley, a former member of the Vertigo Project, stood before Andy Blackerby, smiling. “I would be glad to help you catch them in any way. They are helping June, you know.”
“They betrayed you?” asked Blackerby.
“Yes. The kicked me out. Can you believe it? Just as I was doing good at the Hueytown Olympics, too…” replied Alexis.
“Do you know where June is?” Blackerby asked.
“Yes,” Alexis replied, “I believe she is at…”
Sean Sporman was slapped and knocked off of his feet, grunting from the pain as he slammed into the hard, metal floor of the new school. It was John Barnes, self-control disabled by the craziness, who had hit him. “Taking girlfriends, it must be a theme for you…” John said bitterly.
Sean, personal shield active and deflecting the craziness force, stood up to the senior. “You don’t scare me, you know.” Sean said, and then grabbed him around the neck and applied a hypospray. John quickly passed out, unconscious. “Spormans rule!”
“I agree!” Heather Allgood said, entering the room, “And Allgoods too, of course.”
Sean smiled. “Of course. Your personal shield holding up?” The two began to walk down the hall.
“It’s at one hundred percent!” Heather replied, as they entered the turbolift. “Sean, can I ask you something?”
“Tenth grade building.” Sean told the computer as the turbolift began to travel, “Of course, what is it?”
Heather smiled as the turbolift doors slid shut.
“This is even worse than my forth period class!” Ms. Toomey exclaimed as she hid in the storage room that was attached to her classroom. Thankfully, it was protected by a force field that Mr. Morrison had recently installed and it was a large room.
Mr. Morrison chuckled. “That’s awfully bad. You said that except for Sean, Cathy, Liz and a couple of others that it could have been in Kindergarten because of the, how did you put it, ‘awful noise levels’.” The two ninth grade teachers were hiding in the storage room because outside, in the classroom, craziness had taken over.
“I think Sean measured it once,” Ms. Toomey replied, “Something like an ambient noise level of ninety-two decibels. Harmful to the audio receptors after ten seconds of exposure.” Ms. Toomey then winced as she heard something glass break. Then, there was quiet. The two teachers then looked at each other.
“Computer, field one down.” Mr. Morrison ordered. “So, you still like this school more than Mobile?” They laughed.
The two looked around the room, and saw a mess. Desks were everywhere, PADDs were littered across the floor, and some students were asleep from exhaustion. The few students awake were extremely confused.
“What…what happened?” Brooke Thompson attempted to figure out the situation.
“I don’t know either.” Lauren Blankenship added.
“Well, I guess the snow craziness is over.” Ms. Toomey stated as she walked through the debris-filled classroom.
“Principal’s Log, supplementary entry, the snow has left the area and with it the craziness. We should be returning to normal operations soon. Meanwhile, as automatic janitorial robots clean the school, Andy Blackerby informs me that he and the police have found June’s hideout. Sean Two, my holographic “duplicate”, and Lucy Camden, is with them at the moment.”
Blackerby, Lucy, two police officers and Sean Two stood outside June’s supposed hideout, ready to attack.
“Let’s go!” Blackerby exclaimed and the five walked toward the house.
“My scans are picking up six lifeforms inside.” Lucy reported as the first police officer opened the house door and entered.
“There’s no one here!” The police officer exclaimed.
Sean Two, Blackerby and Lucy then entered the house. “Lucy, scan for residual transporter signatures.” Blackerby ordered.
“I’m picking up some.” Lucy replied, “They’ve definitely been here. The lifeforms that I detected must have been falsely generated.”
“Well,” Blackerby stated, “Back to square one.”
“Go ahead, Jordan. You’re free to take a “temporary leave of absence” to the main playground and enjoy yourself.” Sean told Jordan.
Jordan smiled, “Ok. See you there?”
“Of course.” As Jordan exited the school’s control center, Sean looked around the empty OPS. The rest of the command crew had gone to the playground, where all the students were between one and two p.m. Sean was planning to go as well.
“Computer, are all systems operational?” Sean still felt responsible for his project.
“Affirmative. All school systems are online.” Sean smiled as he stood up from his command chair, looking around at the hundreds of video inputs, computer panels and other starfleet devices. “Alright, it’s time to go play.” As he prepared to exit the room, the computer beeped.
“Incoming transmission from Lucy Camden onboard USS Enterprise.” Sean smiled as he walked to the main viewscreen.
“Put it on screen.”
“This is Sporman here.”
“Hello, Sean.” Lucy replied.
“Did you get June?”
“I’m afraid not.” Lucy replied, “She wasn’t there. We’re up here scanning for her.”
“Good luck. If you need any of us, don’t hesitate to contact us.”
“Understood. Lucy out.” The viewscreen blinked off to once again show the Federation insignia.
“Ok,” Sean proclaimed, “Now, it is time to go play!”
Jordan Reeves swung on Swing Set 33 on Hueytown Playpark, mainly known as the playground of the new school. Besides him, a friend of his, Tiffany Davidson, also swung.
“So, Tiffany,” Jordan Reeves said, “What do you think of the new school? I remember you saying you couldn’t wait for it.”
Tiffany smiled as she continued to swing. “It’s everything cool in one package,” she replied, “And, I never thought I would be playing on a playground again!”
“I know. But, hey, it’s fun!” responded Jordan. “Is your sister doing ok?”
“Yup,” replied Tiffany, “And my aunt and the rest of them.”
“Tell me,” Jordan said in a lower voice, “Do you think Sean’s ego is too big?”
Tiffany Davidson shook her head. “I would have to say no. Besides, remember, everyone has an ego, even you, Jordan.”
Sean Sporman, who had entered the playground, smiled at the remark. “Yes, Jordan, you do. I just happen to, how should I put it, express my ego more than you do.”
Tiffany chuckled and Jordan’s smile disappeared.
“Well,” Sean said, “Enjoy yourselves, I’ve got to go talk to some more of the people going to my school.”
Jordan shook his head at a high altitude, still swinging.
“Well,” Tiffany said, “They certainly picked the right person for this project. He does care about his school and his job.”
Jordan gave in. “Alright, I guess you could say that.”
At Nintendo Sixty-Four Station Twenty-Seven, Allen Johnston played another round of Super Smash Brothers. Nearby at Table ninety-four, Lauren Blankenship and Lauren Foust were talking with each other.
“And, you think that the Maze-Slide will be fun?” asked Lauren Blankenship.
“Yeah, Amy Ross and Fallon Shipman, over there at Table seventy-three told me they went in there for seven minutes and had oodles of fun.” Responded Lauren Foust.
“What about the Roller Coasters?” Lauren Blankenship asked.
“Well, the Speedster is pretty fun, but the Mega Mach has loops and swirls. I would say all of them are pretty fun.” Replied Lauren Foust.
Just then, the two girls saw Sean walk by, apparently inspecting the playground. Now it was Lauren Foust’s turn to ask a question. “What do you think of him?”
“Well, I think he’s sort of cute and smart, but you know, he has two girlfriends and about thirty or forty other girls that like him. I’m probably about forty-seven or so on his list.”
“What list? He has a list?” Lauren Foust was shocked.
“I was speaking metaphorically.” Lauren Blankenship replied as the two got up and began to head for Jungle Gym Sixteen.
“Oh.” Lauren Foust said.
“The environmental controls are exceptional. The temperature is not too hot or too cold, the humidity is low and the snow or rain is kept out.” Heather Allgood said smiling to Sean Sporman in the elevator, which took students, or anyone else to the beginning of the spectacular Maze-Slide.
“Thank you, Heather.”
“Since this is my official job, now, I’ll wont be a lifeguard anymore. By the way, how are the twelve pools in the playground doing?” As the elevator continued to go up, it suddenly stopped and both heard it click into place.
“Let’s get to one of the status pods and find out.” Sean responded as the elevator doors slid open. “If you go straight, you will encounter the true heart of the Maze-Slide, and there is the short route and the long route. There are also escape pods and the status pods, which can be used as a backup command center in an emergency. As the two got down to begin to crawl, Sean led Heather to a nearby status pod, locked behind two tritanium doors.
“Require access code for entrance to status pod one.” A computer voice said.
Sean smiled. “Voice recognition, MZ Spor 4-7 dash nine two omega.” Sean then looked at Heather, “Yours too.”
“Allgood alpha six-three HS.”
The two metallic doors slid open, “Welcome to status pod one Sean and Heather, your current altitude is eighteen thousand six hundred and forty-seven feet. All systems normal.”
Heather entered the room first. It was round and looked like the bridge of the Enterprise-B, an excelsior-class ship. “The B!” Heather exclaimed, “Let me guess, you have a status pod modeled after every Federation bridge.”
“Yup. And a few extras as well. Let’s go to Science and check on those pools.” The two walked and sat down at the Okudagram console clearly marked Science.
“This looks a little different than the LCARS panels.” Heather remarked as Sean began to work at the console.
“Before LCARS, but after primitive physical buttons, two scientists named the Okudas developed these things. Still cool though.” Sean replied as the data he wanted appeared on the screen.
“What’ve you got?” Heather inquired.
“Well, pools 1, 2, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, and 12 are operating normally. Pool 3 is suffering a lighting failure, pool 5 has a filter malfunction, pool 6 has been…um…contaminated by waste liquids, but the others are ok. In fact, I believe a friend of years near pool seven in attempting to contact you.”
“Who would that be?” Heather asked.
“Jonathan Reeves, you know, the one who still can’t believe you like me.”
Heather rolled her eyes. “Are all Reeves this annoying?”
“Well, Jordan is some, but his dad makes some great jokes, plus his mom makes good snacks.” Heather and Sean both laughed. “Opening the channel…now.”
Jonathan Reeves, sunglasses on, appeared on one of the screens that were on the science console. “Heather, is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me, Jonathan.” Heather replied.
“Good, where are you? I’ve got a spot in sophomore pool ready for you!”
“Sophomore pool?” Sean interrupted.
“Sean! Again!” Jonathan replied, angered a little, “Anyway, yes, this pool has been claimed by us sophomores.”
Sean reached under the science console and pulled out an Okudagram PADD. “That’s against regulations. I’ll be sure to send some freshmen your way, and just wait until next week when the Pittman Staff gets here.”
“Thirty-three sixth, seventh, and eighth graders coming here,” Jonathan responded blandly, “I don’t know if I’ll make it.” Sean tapped a button and Jonathan’s face disappeared.
“Well,” Heather proclaimed, “He’s still annoying.”
Sean smiled broadly. And, that was when the Maze-Slide first shook.
On board the Enterprise’s bridge, red alert lights blinked and klaxons blared. “What’s happened?” Lucy Camden asked to Brooke Stephens, temporarily manning Tactical.
“We’ve fired two photon torpedoes at the school. But, I didn’t do it?”
Andy Blackerby spoke up from Science II. “According to this, it was ordered from the battle bridge! And, someone has initiated saucer separation!”
The two sections of the Enterprise NCC-1701-D slowly separated from each other, but it was not a commanded separation. On the battle bridge of the stardrive section, sat the archenemy of Sean Sporman, June Gabert.
The stardrive section was the only section of the Enterprise equipped with warp drive and multiple photon torpedo bays, but was otherwise a good match for the saucer section. June knew this and so did her allies: Peyton Freeman, Daniel Rogers, Bill Ogical and Matt Smith. Po Gey Smith and Tank Dewrell were carrying out the other part of her plan. “The saucer section is two hundred fifty thousand kilometers away,” Peyton reported, “Forward dorsal phaser arrays locked and ready. And, Sean and four others have beamed directly to the bridge on the saucer.”
“Prepare to fire!’” June ordered. “On my mark!”
Sean Sporman sat in the command chair on the saucer section, as Lucy Camden explained what had occurred.
“Hail them.” Sean immediately ordered.
“They are responding.” Meagan Hall reported, obviously shocked.
On the viewscreen, June Gabert sat in command of the smaller, but more tactically proficient command center replica of the bridge. “Good to see you again, Sean.”
“I wish I could say the same.” Sean responded, “Now, please surrender the stardrive section to us and I might be convinced to lower the charges to Theft two.”
“Not very tempting, but a tiny bit maybe. How about you surrendering so we can take over the world.” June replied.
“Narf.” Jordan muttered under his breath.
“Why do you want to take over the world?” Meagan Hall asked, “We thought you only wanted to get revenge on Sean.”
“Well, you have the means. But, your pathetic pacifist ways reduce you to making a new school.” June responded angrily, “Now, you have sixty seconds or I’ll fire.” The viewscreen blinked off, showing the now stationary stardrive sections, its weapons locked on Sean and the rest of the staff in the saucer section.
Back down on Earth, Po Gey Smith saw his three targets, the three latest members of the staff. Those three were the transfers from the Crenshaw County School System. He knew nothing as to why the three new allies of the evil June wished, besides the fact that he thought that they had a crush on the three or something. Of course, he also knew they were from the same county and went to the same church.
“Come on, this way!” Tank said, sneaking around an EPS Power Junction in the tenth grade building. Smith followed and saw the three girls at the vending machine. The two boys then raised their phaser compression rifles at the three girls. “Hands up! Don’t move!”
The three girls, all in starfleet uniforms, raised their hands in the air. “Why are you doing this, Tank?” asked Amy Rodgers.
“Because you don’t belong to Jefferson County. Now, follow us!”
A glistening, red photon torpedo, fired by the stardrive section of the USS Enterprise slammed into the shields of the saucer section.
“Report!” Sean boomed.
“Shields at ninety-three percent!” Lucy reported.
“Return fire with the forward phaser arrays. Full power and target the photon torpedo bays.”
Two phaser beams lanced out from the saucer and struck the stardrive sections shields. “Their shields are at eighty-six percent!”
The saucer shook again, sending Jordan Reeves from his seat. Sean couldn’t help but smile as Jordan struggled up. “I’m ok.” Jordan said, slithering back into his chair.
“They have hit us with another photon torpedo. Shields at seventy-four percent.”
“Heather, I want you to rotate the phaser frequencies.” Sean said as he stood up, “That just might penetrate their shields.”
“Lucy, fire!”
Four phaser beams shot out from the saucer section and penetrated the stardrive sections shields.
On the battle bridge, June Gabert ducked as an EPS conduit exploded above her head. “What’s going on?” she demanded.
“They have rotated their phaser frequencies. Cut through our shields like paper.” Responded Peyton.
“Fire another photon torpedo!” June barked an order.
“We can’t!” Peyton replied. “The weapons control is shot and our three stoo—I mean-- boy allies are unconscious.”
June sat in silence for a moment.
“We’re being hailed by Sporman.” Peyton said as Sean Sporman’s smiling face appeared on the viewscreen.
“Hello, June. Our sensors read massive systems failures aboard your ship. And, three of your four allies are not conscious. So…”
June took the words right out of Sean’s mouth. “We’re lowering our shields.”
Peyton threw down a PADD she had been holding in disgust. “You know what, June!” she said in frustration, “I’m through! Finished with you!”
“What do you mean?” asked June.
“You and your dumb, idiotic plans, I hope you choke!” Peyton proclaimed, “I’m going to show you what real evil is!” Peyton then tapped her combadge and disappeared in the shimmer of a transporter beam. And, so did the three boys.
June screamed in distress.
“Captain’s Log, commanding USS Enterprise-D, Sean Sporman reporting. June has escaped as well as her allies, but the school seems to have returned to normal. Thanks to help from the future, four starships have come to help us repair the crippled stardrive section. I gladly look forward to tomorrow.”
Sean Sporman was just beginning to relax in the shuttle Hawking when he received the comm transmission.
On the Type-7 shuttles small viewscreen, he saw another enemy appear. It was Po Gey Smith, an ally of June. “So, you thought you could relax, well just look at this.” He walked out of view to reveal three hostages tied up. Tank Dewrell held a phaser rifle that was pointed at one of the many LCARS computer panels in the room that they were in.
“What do you want?” Sean asked, who was actually alone in the shuttle.
It was Tank that replied. “Let them go back home.”
“They volunteered. It is a free—“ The comm channel was cut.
As Sean looked out the window, he saw the beautiful starship Enterprise, now fully repaired and its two sections connected once more. “Computer, set a course for the new school, maximum impulse!”
“They just will not stop, will they?” Heather Allgood responded to Sean Sporman. Heather was currently in OPS, as well as several others.
“It would seem that way.” replied Heather. “Good luck.”
“Are you doing ok?” Sean asked with a smile.
“Doing great. How about you?” Heather was also smiling.
“As good as can be expected. How’s the weather?”
Heather had been keeping up with the weather for several days lately. “It looks like no more snow, but maybe a little clouds.”
“Thank you. See you soon. Sporman out.”
“Alright, we’ve got some hostages to rescue.” Heather Allgood proclaimed in OPS. “Sean’s created a plan.”
“What kind of plan?” asked Jordan Reeves.
“Yeah. What kind of plan?” Meagan Hall also inquired.
“Well…” Heather began to tell the plan.
The shuttle Hawking, the first space vessel that Sean Sporman had ever possessed, landed on the Parking Deck of the new school that still had no official name. It’s only door slowly lowered to the ground and out of it emerged its lone passenger, Sean Sporman. This passenger had a mission.
Heather Allgood and Jordan Reeves hid behind a protruding LCARS data port, each armed with phaser compression rifles. On the other side of the room, or to be more precise, just outside of it, Meagan Hall and Lucy Camden were equally armed and waiting in hiding. Just then Sean Sporman materialized in the center of the room.
The two terrorist teenage boys instantly raised their phaser rifles in response, but Sean raised his hands. “I’m here to discuss terms.”
“What kind of terms?” asked Smith.
“I’ll become your hostage in exchange for the release of these three girls.”
“It’s a deal.” Smith replied quickly. Dewrell grumbled, but said nothing.
As the two placed down their phaser rifles, Heather and Jordan rushed out from behind the LCARS port and fired. Tank was stunned first and he fell down with a thunk.
Jordan then stunned Po Gey Smith as Meagan and Lucy ran onto the scene. “Well,” Sean proclaimed happily, “That takes care of that.”
“Principal’s Log, Day One Supplementary Entry, The day has ended. Overall, it was a successful day. June and her follies have been foiled once more, three hostages have been rescued and the new school, even though elective classes do not start until tomorrow, has received rave reviews from all but the seventy-four students who are in the brig.”
“Did you say seventy-four people were in the brig?” Meagan Hall inquired with a ludicrous tone to Sean Sporman as the senior staff populated the replica of the bridge of the Enterprise-A, another control center in the vast Sporman Maze-Slide, as it was now named.
“Yes. We had forty-seven horseplayers, seven people with beepers, three with pagers, six with cell phones, three with cameras, two with audio recorders, four with laser pointers. There was one class-two violation, Bobby Serfal with some fireworks. And, Holly Toidi set fire to an area of the school. Of course, our advanced fire suppression system sopped it in point seven seconds. But, good news, he is to be expelled.”
“And, what will happen to the most who only violated class-one regulations?” Lucy Camden asked.
“They will have two hours of detention with our special holographic detention officers. As for the class-two, they will have a required parental conference and three days of suspension.”
“Wow. That cuts down the school population by about one-twelfth.” Jordan Reeves added humorously.
“Well, most of the students are gone. You’re free to go home.” Meagan, Jordan and a few others rushed out of OPS after some quick good-byes and began to head home.
“I’m curious?” Heather Allgood, still remaining asked, “Have you ever been camping?”
Sean’s normal smile went away and he shuddered visibly. “Yes. I went to Camp Cosby in fifth grade. It was the worst experience of my life.”
“Really?” Lucy sat down close to Sean, her curiosity piqued.
“No signs of civilization!” Sean began to reply grimly, “The cabins were technology-less. Just primitive wooden beds, only a dangling light bulb. I couldn’t keep up with the weather. No television, no computers, no electronics, no board games. And, don’t get me started on the food! I had to drink what they had, I could have died. But, besides a little bit of the atrocious breakfasts I didn’t eat the meals. The only good part was the stargazing and the snacks. At least I got some pleasure. But, it was so great when I got home. I pledged never to go to a camp again.”
“Really?” Heather responded after a brief period of silence, “I hate camps too.”
“Yeah, me too. Even if my brothers like them.” Lucy added.
“I'm a child of the 24th century, I was just born three centuries early. It’s good to have such great friends.” Sean said, smiling.
“I know.” The two beautiful girls responded at once.
Then, the red alert klaxons went off again.
“Great, almost all of the students are gone? What could this be?” Sean walked to the master situation monitor in the center of OPS, “Computer, what is the situation?”
“Unauthorized intruder in sector seven, section four.” The computer replied. Sean, Heather, and Lucy picked up three type-one phasers and began to walk out of OPS.
Sector seven, section four was the floor directly below the floor where OPS was. The three walked into the turbolift. “Who do you think it could be?” Heather asked.
“One floor down.” Sean said to the computer. “I don’t know.”
The turbolift began to hum, indicating travel. “Could it be June?” Heather theorized.
“I doubt it.” Sean replied, “But, it could be Peyton, Vertigo or maybe…” The turbolift came to a stop. Sector four was the room directly to the left. “Let’s go.”
The three, Sean in front came to the room. They surrounded the door. Sean began to count door silently with his fingers. From three, to two, and then one. The three, phasers raised, rushed in and saw...
“Mrs. Lindsay?” Sean exclaimed in shock. The alarms were not designed to go off in the intruded sections, as not to alert the intruder.
“I was just getting some PADDs.” Lindsay replied. “Is something wrong?”
Heather began to laugh first. Then Sean, and then Lucy. “Nothing,” Sean struggled to say through his laughter, “Nothing at all.”
The exciting adventures continue…
And on the next explosive episode:
Sean returns to the Enterprise, Jordan is sick and Heather takes command as a mysterious threat invades Hueytown...