Hyperspace Adventures Book 7: The Galaxy Of Twilight

• Addiden Zhao
• Short Story
• 2021

Professor Afghanistan was floating in Trainus Sentral, in space where it was not too dark and not too light. It was known as the Galaxy of Twilight. There was flecks of light everywhere. Professor Afghanistan had to find his radio and quick so he could contact the Intergalactic Space Rangers. He could see the planet Boggy-11 up ahead. He looked at his air tank to see only 55% left. He put his Space Suit on full acceleration mode and he blasted onto Boggy-11. The Wagga Wagga Goblin Army was watching from a distant planet called Terloon-958. The Sand Witch sent a magma bolt at the Professor from her fingernails. It hit Professor Afghanistan hard and he plummeted straight onto Boggy-11, landing in a bog with worms in it. "Burgh!" he said repulsively. His Space Suit was flaming on the bottom. He quickly obstructed it with the muddy water in the bog and got up. He saw Croissant running towards him.

"Woah! I saw a Minotaur fall from the sky into this bog! Hey, how come he's smoking? He is smaller than I thought. Probably a baby Minotaur or an infant... I know! He's a midget! Geez... he's tiny compared to a Minotaur! He's an itsy-bitsy one!" said Croissant. Johnny looked in his giant book of information and said, "It's either a baby or a Manikin Minotaur which is a small breed of Minotaurs having descended from Ageratus Minotaurs and Trainus Sentral Minotaurs. I think it is a Manikin. Now, move slowly, Smoking Manikins don't like trespassers! They are very solitary." Professor Tice squinted through his glasses. "Wait! That's Professor Afghanistan!" he yelled. Pancake grunted as he got up. Chicken sighed loudly. They ran to him. "I'm OK!" he wheezed. The Sand Witch sent a lightning bolt straight at Professor Afghanistan! He. Was. Not. Moving. For. A. Second. Then he got up, he was alive! "GO!" he said, "I'll hold the Sand Witch off! GO! GO NOW!" Everyone ran and looked on sadly to see one of their most loyal friends, Professor Afghanistan perish after 300 years of hard work for the Intergalactic Space Rangers.

They blasted off, Croissant and Johnny in one rocket and the rest in the other. They were careful not to talk to each other. They didn't even look anyone in the eye. They finally reached the HQ. "What's wrong?" asked Professor Byte, seeing their faces that were wet with tears. "Space Rangers, to the Launch Center!" shouted Croissant sadly through the Communications Box. Everyone scrammed for the Launch Center. "What it is? Who sounded a Meeting?" asked Professor Bob. "Me," said Croissant, "Professor Afghanistan-", he choked on his tears, "- he...he...he...died." Everyone was silent for a moment, taking in the fact that it was the 3rd time a member of the Intergalactic Space Rangers had died.
"You guys better get on with fighting the Emperor. Professor Byte and Professor Crafty will go with you. Good luck. I hope nobody else dies," said Professor Bob sadly.
{LATER...}
Everyone stared silently at the Portal. They were back on Boggy-11. Professor Tice handed the round Portal Ignitor Shard to Professor Crafty. Professor Crafty put it into the lock of the Portal. It ignited! The eight members looked at each other and nodded as they each stepped into the Portal. They were now in the Darkness Castle.

TO BE CONTINUED

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