David Mencken
looked over the plane ticket he had just bought. He had to scrape
together every last bit of savings he had in order to afford it, but
he was able to make arrangements for a small apartment in Cumbria, a
rental from the airport and a plane ticket on a Cargo Plane out of
Downunda.
Little did he realize that he wouldn't be the only
one. Donavonn was fighting for his life, to escape the gang he left
behind. Donavonn scrambled for the plane, fighting off the gang
members as he ran. The gang he was running from had no intent of
letting him escape alive. "The Scythe has ordered us to kill
him." Those words reverberated in Donavonn's memory as he kept
running.
He had managed to give them the slip in the airport,
but stowing away on the cargo plane would be a whole different matter
entirely. Donavonn looked around, evading cameras and security at
every turn. He HAD to get on that plane and get out of the country.
He knew he wouldn't be able to evade that group's forces if he
didn't.
Finally, he found his way into the luggage section of
the plane, after getting in via the runway, and sneaking past the
employees at the airport. . He almost didn't make it, as the fight
with the group cost him a lot of time and energy. Donavonn managed to
get to the warmer part of the cargo hold, and bundled up for a long
flight.
He took that time to mourn the deaths of so many of
his friends, his family, his own. He held onto the pendant he wore in
remembrance, as the cargo plane he was on took him to a new start.
~~~~
(Cumbria, King George International Airport)
David
stretched out after the long flight. It proved to be short on space,
but he couldn't complain. After all, at least he was clear from the
fighting and the chaos that was consuming his homeland. But as he
entered the airport, he heard something.
"FIND THAT
STOWAWAY!"
David's curiosity got the better of him, as
did his own thoughts. Someone went through a lot of trouble to
escape Downunda. Probably in the same boat I am. David waited,
looking around, before he saw Donavonn blending into a crowd.
But
the Fuzz was closing in fast, and Donavonn wouldn't be able to outrun
them. David did a mock-stretch on a chair, and tripped the security
chasing after Donavonn. Once he saw where Donavonn ran, he followed
suit, careful to be discreet. He soon spotted Donavonn, scrambling to
find a place to hide.
"Hey, it is me." Donavonn
recognized him. "Aren't you the one I saved…?"
"Yeah,
it is me. My name is David, but you can call me Cheshire. I can help
you out." David began thinking of a plan. He didn't have much
time before the security would show up, but it was then that he
noticed that Donavonn was wearing a woman's trench coat.
"I
think I have it, but tell me, are you averse to crossdressing?"
"If
it will get me out of here, no."
"Good. First, we'll
need some women's clothes, in your size if we can get them."
With the chaos still ongoing, David had little trouble taking some
luggage in the confusion. He also took a motorcycle helmet as well.
"Okay, 'Donna,' time for a makeover."
Cheshire got
to work immediately. Donavonn changed into a dress, and improvised
some "Falsies" with some toilet paper and a bra. David,
meanwhile, kept an eye open for any security still looking for them.
The helmet was also added to make "Donna" look pregnant.
"Okay, 'Donna,' it is time for us to get out of here. After we
cause a distraction."
David looked around carefully, and
got to work, getting a lighter and some petroleum jelly from the
duty-free store, while Donavonn stole several rolls of toilet paper
from the bathroom, and a number of cleaners from the janitor's
closet. Once they assembled everything, they began to work on the
distraction. Cheshire made several "fuses" by rolling the
toilet paper into very thin rolls, before dipping them in the jelly.
Donavonn began mixing the cleaners together into several
discarded soda bottles he found in the trash. Soon, David set up the
fuses in the bottles. After three such things were made, David lit
the fuses in the air vents, and the two walked away.
Donavonn
grinned when he told Chesh. "Once the distraction goes off, we
can escape in the confusion." Several minutes later, smoke was
seen in the air vents. "FIRE!" Alarms began to go off, and
that is when the act began.
"MOVE IT PEOPLE, COMING
THROUGH, VERY PREGNANT WOMAN HERE!" It was David yelling at the
top of his lungs, while "Donna" did his best impersonation
of a very pregnant woman. David meanwhile, had to keep the act up.
"Hold on, Donna, you are gonna be alright!" He gave "her"
a kiss on the cheek just for show.
Even the security let them
through when they saw what they thought was a pregnant couple. And
once they were outside and well clear, David and Donavonn managed to
get to their waiting rental and leave the scene of their crime. As he
saw the airport in the rear-view mirror, small fireballs leapt out of
the vents. "I think we overdid it. Let's put some distance
between us and our crime, shall we?"
"Sure thing,
dear." Donavonn winked as he pulled out the motorcycle helmet
from his stomach, which also had his original clothing in it. "I
think we'll hold onto this. Might need it again sometime. So, where
are we heading now?"
"The apartment. We can't very
well go back to the airport, and luckily, I can turn in my rental in
town. Saves me some trouble. You never did tell me your name."
"It
is Donavonn. Donavonn Yerin Dingo."
"Good to meet
you, Donavonn. I am David Mencken. Looks like we're roomies."
END