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Chapter 1: Flying Home

I looked out the plane window. I was flying home to D.C after giving a speech in Boston University. When I had announced that I was leaving, my friends Ed, Al, and came with me. They were hoping they could find a book in the Boston Library that could show them information on the Philosopher's Stone.

"When will we get home?" Ed whined.

"Aw, stop being a baby," I said, "We just left."

"I know, but I can't stand not doing anything." I rolled my eyes and went back to staring out the window. I was sitting in the window seat, while Ed was squished in the middle seat complaining how Al's armor kept poking him. I had trouble getting the boys past security, though. This had also happened the first time leaving D.C too. It was getting annoying.



"He's hollow!" the security guard exclaimed.

"Sir," I explained, "that's because he is a new high tech robot. It was the best thing I could think of. He seemed to buy it. Ed however went through the metal detectors and was buzzed loudly.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to step aside." The guard said.

"Why!?" Ed exclaimed.

"Sir," I said, "his arm and leg are made out of auto-mail."

"Yeah, like I'm going to believe that." Ed rolled up his sleeve and his pants, proving that point. I gave the guard an 'I told you so' look.

"I need proof of the surgery." He said. We froze. Ed didn't have one and he certainly wasn't going to tell him he had a disability. I sighed.

"He's not a threat, and I can prove it to you. I work for NCIS, I'm a Fed."

He laughed, "Yeah right!"

I pulled out my badge from NCIS. He seemed surprised and slightly disappointed.

"Hey, are you a member of that old guy's team? Um… I can't remember his name, I think it was Tibbs or something."

I smiled, "Yeah, his name is Gibbs. Can we go now?"


"Hi, can I get you anything?" the flight attendant asked breaking me out of my revere.

"Um, no thank you." Al said.

"What about you sir?" she said.

"Water, please." Ed said.


"Same, please, thank you." The flight attendant nodded and left.
"Luna, people keep giving me strange looks." Al whispered.

"Why do you think?" Ed whispered back, "you're the only suit of armor on the plane."

"It's not my fault I'm made of metal." Al whined in embarrassment.

"Why couldn't we take a train?" Ed demanded.

"Find a train from D.C to Boston and we'll take it." I said irritated. The air conditioning had stopped working suddenly and the plane was getting hot, and fast. Al was hot as an Easy Bake Oven and so was Ed's arm and leg.

"Damn." He muttered. The flight attendant got back.

"I'm sorry the water's kind of warm." She said and gave us the water bottles with some napkins. I poured some water on the napkin.
"Roll up your sleeve." I told Ed. He did and I placed the wet napkin where the auto-mail met his shoulder.

"Thanks." He said. I nodded.

"I can't wait till we land." Al groaned. Suddenly, gunshots ran throughout the plane causing everyone to scream. Six men with machine guns stood up. I could tell they weren't American because of their accents.

"We mean no harm!" the first one said, "Do what we say and no one will get hurt!"

"Easy for you to say!" Ed blurted out quite loudly, "Have you forgotten 9/11?!" a ripple of gasps reached my ears. The fifth hijacker pointed his gun at Ed. My heart skipped a beat and my blood ran cold.


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