She grabbed out her rope and hook, this was going to be a very close call. She took out the launching pad for the grappling hook and placed if where it needed to go. The other three hovered around Dmitri.
Dmitri looked up and saw that the plane was almost in position.
"3-2-1! NOW!!!" Dmitei slammed the button that propelled the hook up into the air. Dmitri heard a satisfying "CLUNK!" As the hook found it's mark.
"GRAB ON, CHRIS AND LOGAN!" Dmitri called as she scurried up the rope.
"Stay here Hayden, we need you to stand guard!"
It was a big plane and the controls were far away, so far that she couldn't see anybody controlling them.
"Wow! People must have put a lot of care into making sure that this plane wasn't messed up. It's a classic army plane! The only thing is that the furniture was ripped up!" Logan whispered in awe.
"We're not here to admire the scenery, we're here to stop the plane before it reeks anymore havoc," Dmitri replied quietly.
"There could be lasers," Logan said, grabbed a small, circular box out of his pocket, opened it, and blew. A vast network of orange lasers appeared in front of them as the dust from the box spread in the air.
"Thanks," Chris said as she walked over a low laser.
"Come on, Logan, we have to get to the controls," Dmitri whispered and looked to the controls, they were close now.
She grabbed the edge of the chair and abruptly swung it around.
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-Emma-

















