The van began to make its way down the mountainside road, a fairly sheer rock wall on its right and a long, steep drop to the left. The morning haze still clung to the ground, the summer sun still looming behind the eastern mountains. The van slowed to round a particularly tight corner.
“Hell, woman, can’t you go any faster?” Tyrone belted out from behind Jaya.
Jaya didn’t dare to glance back. “No, not with all the weight in here. I’m not too keen on finding out how aerodynamic this thing is.”
“So where exactly are we?” Sarah asked from the passenger seat.
“Colorado. About forty-five minutes northwest of Colorado Springs,” Jaya answered.
“What are we going to Colorado Springs for?” Samantha asked, squished in between Tyrone and Miguel.
Jaya sighed, “We’re not going to Colorado Springs. Well, not to stay, anyway. Friends of my family have a ranch near Trenton, Nebraska. I’m going to try to get us there.”
“Okay,” Miguel said, “so why are going there? I can think if a hundred better places to be than some farm in Nebraska.”
“We need to get to a safe place to remove the chips,” Jaya responded.
“Chips? What chips…?” Sarah asked before being interrupted by Minotaur.
“We gotta problem, kids!” he bellowed from the back. “Have a look behind us…”
Sarah poked her head out the window and looked back. Flying towards the van were two military helicopters.
She swung her had back inside, her face lit with shock. “Choppers! Two of them!”
“Choppers? Now how’s that fair? We got a freakin’ Windstar!” Tyrone bemoaned.
Beads of sweat began to appear on Jaya’s forehead. “Okay, this is not good…” she muttered to herself.
But before she could decide what to do, each helicopter launched a single missile. The first crashed into the mountain wall behind the speeding van, creating a small rockslide that covered the road behind them. The second streaked past the van, slamming into a bridge that lay ahead of them, its destroyed remains crumbling into the deep chasm.
“Think they want us to stop?” Miguel joked nervously.
“Not until we clear that chasm. Sarah, you up to this?” Jaya asked, sparing a moment to glance at her.
Sarah’s eyes widened. “The whole van? I dunno…”
“Do or do not, girl, there is no ‘dunno’,” Tyrone stated, looking straight ahead a the oncoming drop.
“Okay, let’s do this,” Sarah said readying herself. Jaya removed one hand from the wheel long enough to touch Sarah’s leg to boost her telekinetic powers. As the van came to the bridge, Sarah, glowing silver once again, closed her eyes and raised her hands before her. As the van reached the edge of the smashed bridge it began to rise in the air. The van propelled forward through the air, landing less than gracefully on the other side, bouncing slightly before skidding to stop as it bumped sideways into the guardrail along the other side of the road.
“Alright, target practice,” Minotaur said as he opened the hatch and climbed out. He leaned over and ripped a girder from the guardrail and threw it hard at the closest copter. Much to his chagrin, however, it sailed short of its mark. “Hmmm, looks like I need practice, actually,” he quipped.
As the helicopters moved closer, the other began to file out of the van. Sarah looked up and pointed at one of the advancing choppers, “I’m going to try and make on hit the other,” she shouted. The helicopter wavered slightly, but continued on its path.
“Lemme give you a hand,” Tyrone said, joining Sarah. The helicopter began to swing a bit as the pilot tried to keep control of the machine, but it continued to come.
Suddenly, it swung hard in one direction and began to lose control. As it spun around, both pilots ejected from their vehicles. The out of control copter slammed into the side of the other, rotors tearing into each other. Seconds later, the mass crashed into the mountainside, exploding.
“They really should watch for those sudden drafts of wind…” a weak voice said from the side door of the van. Everyone looked back to see a conscious Aaron poking out the side door, grinning.
“Hey, way to go, kid,” Miguel said to Aaron.
“Okay, let’s get going…” Jaya said, still in the van, as her door was pinned closed from the railing.
“Do you believe they’ll continue to follow us, doctor? They’ve both cut off the road and destroyed the bridge, making it very difficult for them to do so,” Kiro said as he returned to the van.
“That might slow them down, but they won’t stop. You’re too valuable to them,” Jaya responded.
“Yeah, but how will they find us now?” Sam said.
“As I was saying, the chips we have implanted in our necks; among other things, they’re homing beacons. They can easily track our exact location by satellite.” Jaya said as she pulled the van away from the railing and down the road once more.
“What? We have chips in out necks? And they can find us with them. Aw, man, this just keeps getting better,” Miguel moaned.
“But you mentioned that you can remove them, right, doctor?” Kiro asked.
“Yes, I helped put them in, I think I can remove them,” Jaya said.
“Well, damn, let’s get to that farm then.” Tyrone said emphatically. “In the meantime, sugar, wontcha play something funky that a brother can drive to?” he added leaning in to turn on the radio.
Music began to play, “…song sung blue, sleeping on my pillow…”
As the van makes its way down the dirt road, all that can be heard is, “Damn, girl, what the hell is that…?!”
End Prologue
Issue One