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Hi. I just thought I'll tell you a bit more about my book. I am very nearly finished. I've probably only got two more chapters to write at most. I'll show you one more chapter from it.



Jeff looked around him. He was still inside the space ship, but he was no longer in space. Instead, he was in a building of some sort. The pilot pressed a button on the control panel, and both his and Jeff’s chair lowered out of the ship, turned left, and tilted, forcing them upright. Jeff ducked slightly to avoid his head hitting the underneath of the ship.

The pilot turned to Jeff. Jeff backed away, slowly.

“What do you want?” he said.

The pilot took his helmet off and held it with both hands up in the air. A robot arm came down from the ceiling and took it out of his hands. It then disappeared into the ceiling.

“Follow me,” the pilot said.

He turned around, and walked towards a door on the other side of the room. Jeff was a little hesitant but he followed him anyway. The door opened, sliding upwards. On the other side, there was a stair case going down to the centre of the room. The centre of the room was a circular platform, with four stair cases starting from it. All the stair cases went up to a different door in the wall.

The pilot walked down the stairs, and then went up the opposite set of stairs. He pressed a button on a control panel next to the door, and then the door opened. He gestured for Jeff to come, while he walked through the door. Jeff quickly walked up the stairs, and looked through the door. The pilot turned to Jeff.

“Walk through that,” he said, pointing to a semi-transparent blue wall in the middle of the room.

Jeff looked puzzled.

“Trust me,” the pilot said. He then walked through it himself. It was as if it wasn’t even there. It had no visible affect on him.

Jeff slowly walked up to it, examining it. He then looked at the pilot. The pilot nodded. Jeff closed his eyes and quickly stepped through it. He opened his eyes, and looked down at himself. He was wearing a dark blue suit with two metallic strips down both sides of his chest, almost forming an X shape. The dark blue parts were armored, yet very light.

“How…? Jeff began.
“It’s nanotechnology. The nanobots are suspended in the beam, which attach to you as you pass through it, forming the suit,” the pilot replied.

Jeff laughed to himself.

“Brilliant.”

The pilot was bewildered at Jeff’s amusement.

“Come on,” he said. “We need to hurry.”

The pilot turned and started walking away. Jeff ran after him.

“So why didn’t it affect you?” Jeff asked the pilot.
“I’m already wearing one, and the nanobots know that.”

Jeff looked at the pilot’s green battle suit.

“So, what now?” Jeff asked, looking at the pilot.
“We’re going to rescue you’re brother,” he said, smiling.

The pilot walked over to a door on the far side of the room. He pressed a button on a control panel on the wall next to it, opening the door, and then he walked through it, into a corridor. The pilot walked faster now, until eventually breaking into a run. Jeff had to sprint to keep up with him. The corridor they were in lead to a huge room, with many space ships bolted to the floor. Jeff presumed it was some sort of hangar bay. He noticed that the floor panels were all pentagons.

The pilot suddenly stopped. Jeff was taken by surprise and skidded to a halt on the nicely polished floor.

“You need a helmet,” the pilot said to Jeff.

Jeff nodded.

“OK,” he replied. “Where do I get one?”
“Just copy me,” the pilot answered.

He reached straight up with both hands, like he did earlier to take his helmet off, and again, a robot arm came down from the ceiling; but this time it was carrying his helmet. The robot arm placed it on his hands, and let go. The pilot lowered it onto his head.

“OK then,” said Jeff.

He raised his arms in the air, just like the pilot did. A robot arm came down from the ceiling, and placed it on Jeff’s hands. He took it, and looked at it. It was a smooth dark blue helmet, with no obvious visor. He looked over at the pilot’s helmet to compare. The pilot’s helmet was slightly more straight and box-like than Jeff’s helmet.

“Ready?” the pilot asked, in quite a robotic voice.

Jeff put his helmet on. It fitted perfectly, with soft and comfortable padding on the inside.

“Definitely,” answered Jeff, in a somewhat less robotic voice than the pilot.

The pilot walked over to one of the space ships.

“Get in,” he said.

Jeff walked over to the space ship, and jumped onto one of its wings. The pilot did the same. Somehow, for some reason unknown to Jeff, the glass roof of the space ship dematerialized. The pilot stepped in and sat down on the seat.

Jeff was constantly amazed but this place. He stepped into the space ship and sat down. The roof rematerialized. The pilot activated the engines, and the space ship quickly flew up and towards the ceiling of the hangar. Suddenly, just when Jeff thought they were about to hit it, it slid open! They went blasting through it and out of the building!

Jeff looked back in amazement. He could see it was a fairly small building on an amazing green planet. It had vast jungles and amazing lakes. With every second that passed, more of the planet was visible to him.

“Watch this!” the pilot said.

He stabbed at a button on one of the numerous control panels scattered about the ship, and suddenly, the space ship blasted forwards at tremendous speed! But strangely, Jeff noticed, he was not affected by any G-force affect.

“How-” Jeff began.
“There’s an artificial gravitational field inside the ship. Does that answer your question?”
“Yes, thanks.”

They continued flying along for about 2 minutes, before finally slowly down to a stop. About two miles in front of them, there was the unmistakable Mother Ship of the aliens who had invaded Alaco’s space station.

“We’re here,” said the pilot.
“What now?” Jeff asked.
“We attack. I’ll fire several light waves, the things I fired at those missiles to save you, remember? Then we’ll fly in, you jump out, get you brother and come back in, and we fly off and escape! Got that?”

Jeff nodded.

“Yeah, sure,” he answered.
“Then let’s go!”