Jupiter Nox

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Jupiter Nox sneers n the face of danger-and she's also allergic to peanut...

Submitted: May 15, 2008

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Submitted: May 15, 2008

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I froze. They were here. Even though you couldn’t see them, they were here. They are Yoobians, and I am Jupiter Nox; Interstellar Warrior. Galactic Savior. Allergic to Peanut Butter.
I am a grade A at the Universal Interstellar Academy for Young Cosmonauts. Yes, you heard me right; grade A. To be a grade A, you have to have high skill, quick wit and elevated stamina. Whatever that means!
But the point isn’t that. It’s that somewhere, somewhere close, the Yoobians are hiding. And they’ll have to go through me if they want to attack the academy.
I feel a hot breath on my neck. I know who it is before I turn around.
“Well, well. Jupiter Nox. We meet again.” Says a raspy voice.
“You’ll never take the academy.” I snarl at the invading Yoobian general, Commander Learf.
“Oh, and I suspect you’ll stop me?”
“Good guess.” I say, Lunging out a kick shot behind me. He tumbles under my feet, as attacking Yoobians come in from all sides. Troobians are strange aliens with pig-like noses. They have flabby folds at the side of their face, and they always look angry because their skin is tomato red.
Firing wildly with their Mahg rays, I avoid every shot and duck to safety behind a rock. I cock my melter ray, and shoot with eagle’s eye aim.
The Yoobian cries sound the air.
“You can run, but you can’t hide, Jupiter Nox!” the Commander cries.
“Wanna bet?” I say, stepping out and handing a two-fist swivel attack.
“Get her!”
Two Troobians attack from both sides, but I duck and they crash into each other.
Another one comes from behind, but I flip back onto his shoulders and fire a straight shot at his head. He reels back in pain, and I jump off, bounding a punching fist into the general. He screeched, and stumbled back.
I pulled out a lunar lassoe and rounded them up in a bunch, then pushed the button on the escape pod; Learf and his crew were trapped in zero gravity! I smiled!
Everyone was crying my name! “Jupiter! Jupiter!”
“JUPITER!”
I pulled off my virtual helmet and turned to face a REAL problem.
Captain Learf.
Captain Learf is a strange person with a pig-like nose. He has flabby folds at the side of his face, and he always looks angry because his skin is tomato red.
“Grade Z-‘s are not allowed in the holodeck! Is that understood?”
I mumbled.
“I said…IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?”
“Yes, sir!” I said, springing awake.
“I believe you’re on dish duty in the kitchen. Best not be late again, Nox!”
Oh yeah. I forgot to mention. I’m sometimes late for a few things.
I grabbed my bag and stumbled off for dish duty.
Well, maybe someday.
Maybe.
 


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