Well. That was...unexpected. Though it's good enough for me. He won’t stop me now.
I walked out of the building, my new friends trailing behind and a quick, inner command had the bike closing up and following us silently.
As we went through the doors I ordered the bike into a wheeled suitcase and gripped the handle.
After a few blocks, I looked back and noticed that they still hadn’t gotten over their shock.
“I suppose I should have given you some warning.”
“That would have been useless. We wouldn’t have believed you until we saw that.” Ava was shaking her head. “What else can you do with that?”
Straight to the point. “I can use it to notify everyone on the island to go to the boat ramp. And then it can become a big enough boat to take us all but still fit into the cave.” And I could let it do most of that on its own. I’m not even sure how it will be able to do the first part but I know that it can.
“And you’re sure about this? It will work?” Apprehension filled Phil’s voice.
I winced. “I’m not entirely sure. I won’t really be doing anything just telling this what needs to be done and it will work out the best way.”
No one was comforted by my words. But we all just had to trust that it would work. It hasn’t failed me yet and it better not stop now.
We continued on to the mouth of the river. As soon as we stopped a pile of balls came to the top of the suitcase and were spat out with the force of a cannon.
I closed my eyes, searching for the balls and trying to figure out what they had decided to do. The little missiles landed all over the island. As soon as they touched something solid they gripped on and turned into something resembling a speaker. Realisation of what it was planning hit me.
I opened my eyes, finding curious eyes on me. “They have been scattered across the island and turned into speakers.” I touched my hand to the side of the suitcase and when I pulled back I found a microphone in my palm. “One of you can use this to tell everyone to come here with everything they may need to bring with them for when the boat arrives. This will then transmit the message to the speakers and with how they are spaced everyone will hear. When you’re done they will come back and become a boat of some sort.”
Lacy took the microphone, turning it over in her hands. The others nodded to her to go on. She brought it up and held it to her mouth in the perfect position. She spoke clearly into it and laid out the plan enough for everyone to understand but without giving away all the details so we would be found by the men on the navy ship if someone decided to dob.
When she finished, I closed my eyes and watched as the speakers turned back into ball-like objects and detached before pushing off the ground and launching back to us. They were sucked straight back into the suitcase as I piled my daggers and jewellery onto the top. When it was all inside all of my equipment that wasn’t part of the magical set was pushed out of the case bound together with thin metal ropes.
The suitcase then rolled to the edge of the walkway and tipped into the water. After a few minutes a large, flat boat, almost like a raft appeared at the end of the pier. The metal sides were low and thick with the base not far below the water level. There was no motor or steering equipment. It shouldn’t have even been able to float. But magic was a wonderful thing.
It was a good thing no one was around to see it because judging from my new friends' expressions no one here would cope. Even after the previous displays.
“We’re using that to get out there? It doesn’t look very safe.” Hayden looked queasy at the idea of boarding it.
“It’s magic. The rules are different.” Well mostly. But I wasn’t about to tell them that.
I picked up my equipment, with great difficulty, and hauled it over to the raft. It probably could have stayed on but I figured I should look like I need to do something.
“You should all go get anything you need. I’ll wait here and help everyone on and get settled. Make sure your back in time though.”
They hesitated so I started shooing them off before pushing my stuff on and following after it.
"Go on. You won't make it otherwise." That seemed to do the trick and with one backwards glance from Phil they ran off.
Once they were out of sight I settled down, prepared to do nothing for a few hours.
I suppose I should probably do my homework while I wait. I pulled my laptop out and stared at the blank page that was meant to be my history report. The draft was due in just a few days but I hadn't even started putting it together. I opened up my pages and pages of notes and read through them, trying to figure out where to start.
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