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The Neopian Times Week 114 > Continuing Series > The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part Four

The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part Four

by nindail

NEOPIA, FAERIELAND, FAERIE CITY, 2:03 AM- Everything was still black. He still felt tired and hurt. Xelqued tried to moan, but nothing came out. He tried opening his eyes, but they wouldn't budge. Okay, I'm going to count to three and open my eyes with all my power, Xelqued thought. He counted, one… two… three!

     When he opened his eyes, he was still in Faerieland, but instead of being at the court, he was outside the gates. He looked around. His Elites were lying on cots, and were being treated. A concerned medic rushed to Xelqued and happily exclaimed, "Thank Goodness your okay sir! My name is Field Medic Goorglop XI. I'm quite amazed that you took the least injuries, when your other teammates were pummeled. They won't be fighting. Now normally I'd say that you should stay here, but you seem to be alright."

     Xelqued nodded. "Well, I still have all my bones left," he said with a chuckle as he stood up. He looked in his pocket and his Ray Gun was still there. But as soon as he took a few steps out of the Medic camp, a worried Elite ran up to him.

     "Sir, we desperately need your help!" the Elite blurted out.

     "Well, what do you need?" Xelqued inquired.

     "It's the Faeries and Chia Police; they've built blockades around the city and we can't get through," the Elite told Xelqued.

     "Hmm… take me to the closest area to the Faerie Castle that we control," Xelqued ordered.

     "Yes sir!" the Elite exclaimed. He whistled and a small little Hovercart drove up to him. They both got in and the Elite told the cart, "Head to location 33.44, -78.69." And he Cart whizzed away.

     It was a short ride as the Cart came to a stop where Chia Police armed with Lightning Guns were firing back at the Aishan Troops. The Chia Police were protected by a toppled over Cloud Bus and a few mailboxes as a blockade. Xelqued pulled out his Ray Gun and joined in the battle. Within minutes, the Chia Police retreated as the Aishas exploded through the makeshift fortress. The Elite pulled out a Portable Transmitter (or walkie-talkies as some call it) and said into it, "Elite #334 to All forces: Report to location 33.44, -78.69. Final blockade has been opened. I repeat; Final blockade has been opened. Over and out."

     Nearly instantly, hundreds of thousands of Aishans gathered at the location. Xelqued ran past the bus (Which was now on the sidewalk) and closer to the Castle. The Aishans followed.

     The Neopians are doing well… Fyora thought to herself as she watched everyone fight off the cruisers. With Xelqued out of the picture, we might just be able to win this -- Fyora was unable to finish her sentence as she noticed that the Neopians stopped fighting. Everywhere she looked, she found an Alien Aishan trooper. But one Aishan caught her attention. XELQUED! On top of a building? And what was he saying? She listened closely, and the Megaphone he used nearly shattered her eardrums.

     "Foolish Neopians! Don't you know what you have done? You have incurred the wrath of the Alien Aishas! By following the words of this liar, the Faerie Queen, you have been brought to your demise!" Xelqued yelled out as soldiers began climbing out of everywhere and surrounded the transports. "You could have easily stayed at your homes, but you decided it was for the good of Neopia. Well, by that, you will all pay for the suffering the Faeries, your ALLIES, have put the Aishans in! We have had to rebuild our entire capital city, which cost us trillions of Neopoints! But, oh, now we will extract our sweet revenge! SOLDIERS! SURROUND ALL NEOPIANS! VICTORY IS OURS!"

     The Soldiers, fueled by Xelqued's noble speech, easily surrounded the Neopians. It looks like the end for Neopia! As the soldiers continued to walk and surround the Neopians, they took controls of the Transports and began ordering all Neopians into the transports as prisoners. The cruisers began patrolling the city, ready to inflict a serious take over of Neopia. As hundreds of Soldiers surrounded the Faerie Queen, she glared at all of the Aishans again, then spun and shot Psychic Blasts everywhere! The soldiers were brought to their feet! Fyora began attacking the troops, which fueled the Neopians to rebel! Soon they were back to attacking!

     Xelqued glared at Fyora as she flew up in the air and launched an especially large Psychic Blast at him, which he easily dodged. Fyora smiled sweetly again, as she looked at Xelqued then raised her arm, and Xelqued was summoned to her, with her hand over his neck.

     "Okay, you little grub. Your gonna take me to the artifacts so they go to the proper owner, or you can say goodnight to your head," Fyora threatened, not looking so sweetly anymore.

     "Gaargh, glaaaahh! Okkkay! Okkay! I'll takkk you!" Xelqued tried to reply, but it's not so easy when somebody is choking you.

     "Now that's better. Now call off your troops," Fyora ordered.

     "I don't think that's the path any Aishan will be taking tonight, Fyora," a deeper voice answered.

     Both Xelqued and Fyora looked behind them to see a giant green Alien Aishan with small Bat-like wings on his back, standing on the rooftop of that building.

     "ARLHOX VII!!!" the two replied.

     "Yes, that's quite correct. Now, I'll be taking my Aishan with me." He raised his hand and Xelqued returned back to the roof.

     "You should of known that you wouldn't try to steal the Artifacts again and then be captured, escape, and try to rebel against the Aishan army without me noticing, would you?" Arlhox told Fyora.

     "Well, you little scumbag. You and that pile of pus should of left my artifacts alone. But NOOOO! You want them for your dumb vending machines," Fyora mocked.

     Arlhox's eyes soon grew annoyed. "You little…" He didn't even finish before raising his hand, and Fyora was shot to the castle.

     Xelqued was rubbing his throat and gagging slightly. Arlhox came up to him and stared at him. Xelqued looked down, nervously.

     "Get up," Arlhox demanded. Xelqued got up. "Did you tell her anything yet?" Arlhox inquired.

     "No sir," Xelqued replied. He still felt very bad. But when he looked up, Arlhox was grinning. "Excellent. Pull out your Ray Gun. This is where your twelve years of training pay off. Blast her to PIECES!" Arlhox pointed at the Faerie Queen, who was rubbing her head after she was thrown into a building. Xelqued complied, pulled out his Ray Gun, and activated his Jet Pack. He rocketed towards the Faerie and readied his trigger. I have her… I have her… I have her… Xelqued repeated to himself. A bead of sweat came down his eyes. He wiped it off and glared back at Fyora. I DON'T have her! Where is she? Fyora was not at the building. He looked around a few times, looking for the Faerie, when he felt an odd feeling surging through his brain. His eyes blurred and his ears rang. He closed his eyes and felt an extreme gust of wind flowing past him. He opened his eyes and he was flying in the Insanely Powerful Artifacts Warehouse! He looked around and saw a few Aishans looking at him.

     He landed on the floor and asked some Aishan where he was. The worker just stared at his head, blankly. He asked again and the Aishan still stood, looking blankly. He then removed his helmet and Fyora landed right on the floor in front of him. Xelqued didn't even think twice, and instantly pulled out his Ray Gun.

     "Save your ammo, you pathetic fool" Fyora sneered at him.

     "How did you and I get here?" Xelqued ordered.

     "Simple," Fyora said. "I just had to read your mind like a book. As soon as I know where to go, I just create a Dimensional Portal. Thereby, I can take these artifacts from your horrible hands and return them to their proper place: The Hidden Tower," she said with a grin.

     As soon as she finished that sentence, she flew into the air and instantly was surrounded by Purple Light. Xelqued fired a few shots (Along with the Artifact Guards), but everything was absorbed. After that, Fyora then began spinning slowly, then faster and faster and faster until she summoned a tornado! The indoor twister began ripping the artifacts straight out of their packages. Oddly enough, only the Hidden Tower items were being sucked up. As soon as every Hidden Tower item was spinning in the twister, a giant purple hole formed on the floor. The twister spun right into the hole. Both Fyora and the Artifacts were gone, and the Hole was shrinking! Xelqued dived right in before it closed up and every Aishan in the room stood there, mouths gaping.

NEOPIA, FAERIELAND, FAERIE CITY, OUTSIDE THE HIDDEN TOWER, 3:45 AM- A hole merged right outside the Hidden Tower. Thousands of artifacts were spit right out into the garden that the tower was in. Xelqued emerged from the pile, holding a Kiko Squeeze toy. Random paint colors stained his fur. He shook off as much as he could and then noticed that he was back in Faerie World! He yelled and felt something ruffle his fur. Out came Fyora, directly beneath him. He was sitting on her head and he didn't even notice. She shook him off as he tumbled right into a Faerie Bush. The bush, startled by Xelqued, threw out two beautiful green wings and flew off. Unfortunately, that was the bush that was hiding Xelqued's cruiser. Fyora emerged from the pile and walked up to Xelqued. He was on his stomach and tried to fake a smile, but he thought that it was worthless, so he hopped into his cruiser, closed the door/windshield, and took off for the center of Faerieland.

To be continued…

Previous Episodes

The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part One

The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part Two

The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part Three

The Rebellion of the Alien Aishas: Part Five


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