Hyperspace Adventures Book 13 : The Vivid Bolt

• Addiden Zhao
• Short Story
• 2021

Then, and only then would the Intergalactic Space Rangers understand. The sacred planet. The sacred galaxy. The sacred universe. The Vivid Bolt of the Rifts. No one truly understood the creation of the Prophecy. No one did. Except for the Four Wise Men who had made it. The Prophecy said,
'Caelum et rifts liber sint sicut
omnis nostra creatio sit.
Tenebrae non destruendae sunt,
sicut Multiversum paria facere intelligitur.
Omnia sint gratuita,
nullo humano impedimento.'

Translated, it said :
'Let the skies and the Rifts be free
like all our creation should be.
The Darkness is not to be destroyed as it is
meant to balance the Multiverse.
Let everything be free,
no Human Interference.'
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The Emperor knew and so he knew. The. Prophecy. He shattered it into 44 pieces known as the Stars. They were scattered across West, South, East and North cosmos. They were guarded by 4 unknown entities known as the Vivid Bolt. The Intergalactic Space Rangers had found the first Bolt, the Northern Lights. Croissant was stating, "Bright lad, eh? I suppose you are safe? Let me touch you- YOUCH!!!" The Northern Light zapped Croissant with a vivid bolt. "It's the Vivid Bolt! The Vivid Bolt was broken up to 4 bits, the Northern Lights, the Plasma Bulb, the Flash Blitz and the Blinding Spark. They were split to guard the ripped Prophecy. Each Bolt protected 11 bits. We need to grab all 44 bits!" explained Johnny. "Ah, yes. Be careful everyone," stated Professor Tice and Crafty. Ben groaned. 44 bits was to much. "Forty-Four bits? That's impossible! Why bother?" moaned Chicken and Croissant together. "Chicken! Croissant! That Prophecy is what we need. We must know it. After we read it, then, and only then, we will understand the Darkness and why the Four Wise Men created everything, the multiverse and the Rifts. We need it," Professor Bob said sternly. "Let's go battle this Northern Blights guy," exclaimed Mutton. "Northern Lights, not Northern Blights!" said Professor Byte.
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The Northern Lights and the Blinding Spark were defeated and they had retrieved 22 bits. "Halfway done, guys, good job!" exclaimed Johnny, counting the bits. "Prepare yourselves, here comes Boaty McPlatypus!" yelled Mutton, pointing to the Skies. Boaty McPlatypus arrived and swung his stinger, killing Professor Tice and Mutton. "Good job, Boaty!" cackled the Emperor. Croissant yelled, "Yaargh! How dare thee killeth mine cater-cousins! I'll shalt receiveth thee at which hour, at which hour I can*!" Donkey Lee laughed, "Hey, Shakespeare!" Croissant groaned. "I shalt, I shalt receiveth thee. One day**!" said Croissant.

TO BE CONTINUED
* It is Shakespeare language. It means : How dare you kill my dear friends! I shall get revenge on you in my spare time, whenever I do have spare time!
**It is Shakespeare language. It means : I shall, I shall get you...one day!