The Ship and Stake out Pt 1

OOC- Thanks to Onion for some inspiration, No thanks to Longman for
the hindrance LOL. (Ask Onion). I have split this to reduce reader
fatigue, (I'm sure I heard that somewhere before, sorry for stealing
your lines)
<SNIP>
The Shellite guards began to open fire on the Helicopter.
"Jay! Everyone's aboard!" Chris yelled into the cockpit as Dante
returned fire, "GO! NOW!"
Jay acknowledged the security chief by taking the Chopper high into
the sky and moving away at top speed, pursued by weapons fire.
"Smegging Seymour! He'd better smegging appreciate this!!" Dante
yelled as the Helicopter soared into the air, followed by various
projectiles...
<END SNIP>
Who: Dante, Chris, Jay, Mk10
Where: Somewhere between the airfield and the car park approximately
500ft above the ground
When: during the get away.
Dante strained to see round the side of the chopper. His view was
slightly blocked by his longer than regulation hair, as it wiped in
front of his eyes. Dante could see that chopper was in dyer need of a
new paint job and probably some major repairs. Judging by the sound
of the engine, this chopper wasn't staying in the air for long. To
add to their worries Dante spotted 2 other Black Hawk style Heli's
approaching fast.
"Jay! We got company!" he screamed his booming voice just making it
over the thudding sound from the engine above him. "They're gaining
fast! Can you go a bit faster please." Dante tried to sound as un-
patronising as he could in the situation. Given the circumstances
Dante was doing rather well. For 1 he didn't really like flying, if
the creator had intended him to fly he would have been born with
wings and a beak. He hadn't so he didn't. And B (I know we started on
1 but hey!) Dante preferred to fight up close and personal.
"We could go faster but their seems to be a rather heavy Shellite
hanging from the under carriage." Jay replied with a `so there' tone.
"He won't be hanging on for long." Chris removed him self from the
back wall and rolled up his sleeves, "If I'm not back in 5, turn
round and pick me up again cos I will have probably fallen off."
Chris's request was directed at his at Dante. Dante nodded silently,
"Chief if you do fall, and god forbid you, how shall I put it DIE.
Who takes over Me or Dante." Mk piped in from the other door where he
stood on guard with the second Gattling gun. "Is this really the time
or the place Mk?"
"There is always a time and a place sir. And this is defiantly it,
but the robots question is de-fun ked anyway. It's simple I would be.
He does this because he is programmed to I do it because I am the
best at it. Present company excluded of course sir." Dante added
after the look from Chris.
"Who you calling De-Fun Ked?"
"Guys not now hey!" Chris attempted to end the discussion there but
he knew it would get brought up again and again.
The two potential heir's of security watched as Chris took hold of
the door panel next to Dante and was about to heave himself down onto
the skids when a shower of projectiles peppered the length of the
craft. Chris was flung backwards and out the other door were Mk 10
stood as Jay flung the helicopter left to avoid the next spray of
rounds.
"MAJOR HARRIS!!!" The Alien turned to face the pilot. " Jay swing her
back to the right QUICKLY. I want to get a shot of at these
b*****d's." Dante roared.
"Screw him, I have them in my sights." Mk bit back..
"No offence Mk but I need to take these guys out."
"Why? Cos your in charge now!!" Mk winded like Seymour does when he
can't get his own way.
"Well yes," Dante said calmly. " but Chris is hanging on for dear
life by his boot lace and your to busy, wining like a Dr. Keto when
he can't use ointment number 22 to cure Jay's Herpes, to save his
life."
"Hey!! That was uncalled for." Called back Jay, "But he is right."
"What you really have got Herpes?"
"NO, you de-fun ked robot Chris really is hanging upside down by his
boot lace from the skid."
"Get me up. Get me up now, you SMEGHEAD!! NOW!!" cried a rather
irate and red faced head of security. <well you would be red faced to
if you were hanging by a bit of cheap string from a helicopter doing
200+mph, blood rushing to your head>
Jay pulled the beaten helicopter round to the right hard, throwing
Chris even further out his head trailing out below. As Mk struggled
to pull the security chief in by his feet Dante unleashed 1000's of
rounds into the first of the chasing helicopters.
A rather large explosion shook the dangerously damaged bird after its
enemy had been pelted with round after round, many which had
punctured the fuel tanks, engine and most of the major electrical
components, creating a massive explosion that could be felt for miles
and heard from the airfield.
Two turtles were sat playing a game of chess many miles from the dog
fight in the skies when the shockwave, now quite small, passed them,
followed by the low rumble of the explosion. It was still strong
enough send the chess pieces rolling off the board "I do hate it when
they do that. Why did you have to buy an intelligent chess board,
just as I was wining as well."
"One down one to go." Roared the security lieutenant. "Onwards Jay to
the next one. How you doing over there Mk got him yet."
"Go suck a Nun!"
<To be Continued>