Dragon Cultivator 1 by Levesque D

Author:Levesque, D.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

When we land at a small airstrip outside of Las Vegas, I expect us to drive to wherever the Portal is, thinking it should be close. I’m surprised, however, when we transfer straight to a helicopter from the small jet, which will also be piloted by Ian.

When I’d looked at the helicopter questioningly, Trent had said that an airstrip in the middle of nowhere would be too obvious to the humans, so the plane couldn’t get us to the Portal. As it was in the middle of the desert, a helicopter could—hence, the reason we were transferring over. Ian said that we were roughly half an hour’s flight out, but that we would be flying under the radar since they didn’t want the humans knowing where it was. No flight plans would be filed for this trip.

I had a headset on my head, partly to drown out the noise from the helicopter but also to be able to speak.

“So, what can I expect at the Portal?” I ask curiously.

Shaking his head, the large black man gives me a huge grin. “Oh no,” Trent replies, “this is a surprise I want you to have.”

“I agree,” Elisha says with a laugh. “this is something you need to experience. I still remember my first time. I was eleven years old and came to Earth to visit a cousin.”

“I never visited Earth for long periods until I went to camp X,” Martella replies with a musical laugh. “But I agree. You need to experience this on your own, without any of us spoiling it.”

I look between the three of them suspiciously. I start to complain about them keeping me in the dark on purpose just so they can have a good laugh at my expense, but I am interrupted by Ian on the headset.

“Hang on tight. Flying nap of the Earth like this, things are going to get a bit rough for a bit.”

Then, without warning, it feels like my stomach ends up in my throat, and I’m pretty sure the helicopter just dropped fifty feet as we skim over a ridge. Then, I feel my safety belts cut into me as the turbines roar, and I feel myself first being pulled forward and then slammed back into the seat. The next fifteen minutes it seems like Ian is doing his best to make the protein bar I’d scarfed down on the plane reappear.

After darting up and down following the rise and fall of the terrain, Ian takes us through a series of canyons—twisting and turning below the lips of the canyon’s walls. On either side of me, Martella and Elisha grab onto me and squeeze my hands so tight, I make the mistake of looking to the side to check on them. Seeing the sandstone of the canyon walls flash by only a dozen feet or so from the side of the helicopter sends my heart into my throat. I copy the girls—all three of us huddling in the back of the helicopter, eyes squeezed shut and clinging to one another.

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