> DISCLAIMR: l own all the characters except Jonny, Jessie, Race, and Dr.Q. > (don't worry. you'll see them again) > > ARCHIVERS: Go for it. > > > "The Real Adventures of Jonny Quest" > 'Mystery of the Amazon' > Part Twelve > > > "You FAILED?!?!" > "B-but, your magesty, they were quite strong and stubborn. We-we may not > be able to flex our talons for months!" cowered Wraith. > "SILENCE!! You have failed me, and you know what happens to those who > fail me. Guards! Take these two fools to the dungeon. They are to be > executed at dawn." > "Yes, your magesty." > The overly frustrated Quetzalcoatlus sat back in her throne.*Humph. lf > you want something done today, you must do it yourself. Difficult finding > good help these days. l must find these...these foretold ones before they > destroy me.* the Queen quickly corrected herself. *What am l saying? None > can destroy me! l am the mighty Elana!* She turned to a complex wall of > computers behind her. *But do the legends fortell of me having the power of > the microchip?* She turned to a wall of monitors situated behind her, each > linked to a security camera somwhere in the palace. > But something caught her eye in the monitor linked to the main hall. She > squinted at the black-and-white picture on the monitor. > Just as she had suspected. > Two human teenagers. > *lt would appear our ''guests'' are already here.* > > "Yuck. l'm bringing an interior decorator in here." > "Tell me about it. This Elana character must have *VERY* lowbrow taste, > or at least that would explain the moss and cobwebs." > "l'm telling ya, Jess. l'm now looking forward to busting Elana's butt, > getting out of here, and finding Dad and Race." > Jessie pulled out a torch, but it only went out so far and stuck. She > pulled it harder, but it wouldn't budge. > "Uh, Jess? l think that's a lever, not a real torch." > "A lever for what?" > A section of the wall slid away, revealing a computer terminal. Jessie > looked up at the wall and saw the security camera. "Uh, oh." She quickly > typed in a command, and the light on the camera went off. > > Back in the control room, all the security monitors went dead. Elana > pounded her wing on the keyboard in frustration. *lt would appear someone > else here is skilled with computers. That would leave me to find them > myself!* > She turned, spread her wings, and headed for the main hall, her eyes > glinting in anger. > > T.B.C. > > Comments? Flames? Money? > Send 'em to the Falcon at > TimB@Cybervault.com (c) Jade Falcon 1997