Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 190

It was clearly gibberish being the Goblemites are even harder to fight than Goblemn itself.
There was a sound outside,the sound of rock cracking.
We looked outside the window, as the Goblemnite’s body blades evolved into purple sparkling gems.
RRRRAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOR it yelled.
I sprinted to the airlock grabbing another blaster and firing non-stop at it’s chest. It sent a shockwave
sending me off balance.
EO! a blast hit the critter’s back with a blue heat beam coming out of nowhere.
It was Viper Victor in a space suit.
“Expecting someone else?” he asked.
I slapped my head for just focusing at its chest and not its back.
“Now we’re stuck again.” I stated.
“Not really,”said Victor, he yanked out a piece of purple crystal from the Goblemite.
“All computers are offline, and the wormhole generator is unstably dangerous, only insight debatable where
the intended destination of the wormhole is.”
“This, Hydroid, will get the engines to work,” he explained as he put the sparkling rock to the ion
thruster,powering it up.
“What about the wormhole?”asked Delpha.
“The way I see it, we don’t really need another planet.” replied Victor.
“Why? But isn't that our mission,” I asked.
“This has enough juice to power up a city for at least a century,” he continued “And it’s only a six hour trip
going here”
So, from then on, humans relied on Goblemn/Goblemnite energy, which, with further research was what
was endangering the Goblemns.