by
Brandon
ordan and Jon jsut left from school. They were best friends, and they and one other friend, Corey, were going to a small nearby wood to goof off.They got to Corey's house, and rang the bell. Corey's mom answered. "Oh, hi. Corey will be ready in a minute. Would you like to come in?" Jordan and Jon went inside and sat down. Then they saw Corey run down the stairs with his backpack. "All ready!" he said. "Did you remember the flashlights?" Jordan asked. "No, actually. I thought we wouldn't need them." "You'd better bring them." Jordan said. "You never know when they'll come in handy." And with that, they were off for the forest. Not much had happened in the first hour or so. They chased a rabit, which proved to be exhausting. They climbed a fre trees, but most of them were to tall to climb. Pretty soon, they got bored, and began the trek home. Jordan loved cars. All types, especially old classics. And Jon especially loved any type of muscle cars. And on the way back, they saw a bright red, recently waxed '65 convertable Mustang! Jordan and Jon ran over to it and began checking it out. Jordan jumped in the front seat and got warped into his own littlw world as he acted as if he were racing it down a racetrack. Jon was fascenated by the insides of machinery, so he checked out the engine. But when he opened the hood, he noticed something very strange, but not too surprizng. The engine was gone. "This is really lame," started Corey. "We come all the way out here for what? To chase a rabbit and see a broken down car!" "How do you close the top?" wondered Jordan, still in his own little world. He bagan messing with buttons and switches. "I wish something really unexpected would happen!" yelled Corey out loud. No sooner had he said that than the trunk of the mustang opened, and the whole back half of the car slid sideways, revealing a staircase going down under the ground. The three boys peered down their. "Whoa," said Corey. Without hesitation, Jordan grabbed one of Corey's flashlights and began down the stairs. "What do you think you're doing, Jordan?" demanded Jon. "What does it look like? I'm checking it out! We can't just pass up this kind of opportunity for and adventure!" Now Corey grabbed a flashlight and joined Jordan. "I asked for an adventure, and I got one, so I had better use it!" "Come on, Jon!" said Jordan. "We've been waiting all day for something to happen, and after it happens, you want to keep on going home?" "Well, alright, but we turn back at the first sign of danger!" And with that, the trio headed down the stairs. Jordan noticed some papers laying on the stairs and picked them up. When they got down there, they entered a large, dark room. They began to search the room for anything interesting. All of the sudden, the all found something at the same time. They had each found a giant robot. They were each about two and a half stories tall. Jon saw the mischevious look on Jordan's face. "Don't even think it, Jordan, don't even think it!" "Too late!" Jordan said as he ran to the robot. "Where's he going?" asked Corey. "Probably to find out to drive the thing." answered Jon. "Good idea!" said Corey, and then he was off to do the same thing. "Aw, what the heck!" Jon said. And with that, he ran off as well. At first, determining the controls was difficult, but after Jordan found that the papers that he had found were the instructions, it went rather quickly. After about an hour, they had gotten the hang of it. Then, Jon noticed some thing. "Hey, guys, there's more than three robots moving in here!" Not long after he said that did the robot with the unknown pilot punched Jon's robot right in the chest. His robot stumbled back and barely stayed on his feet. Then a voice came over t he radio. It was deep and very intimidating. "If you get out of the robots now, we will let you live. Maybe." "Okay, you win. We'll back down." said Jon. "In a pig's eye!" said Jordan. Then Jordan punched the enemy robot in the back. Slowly he turned around. "You should never have done that, boy." The intimidating enemey then drew a weapon from its holster and aimed it at the head of Jordan's robot. But, to the enemy's surprize, Jordan had taken to the air and smashed throught the roof, which was only a thin layer of metal, then just dirt. The enemy was about to follow, when Corey shot him in the side, ruining the take-off, and causing the enemy robot to crash into the ground, thus paralysing the enemy. They could here him making idle threats, but as they watched his robot writhe on the ground, they knew they had won. "Yeah! We showed him, didn't we Jordan!" said Corey. "Yes siree bob! We most certainly did!" responded Jordan. But Jon was less that exstatic. "WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING! You could have been killed!" Suddenly, Jordan had a serious tone to his voice. "Jon, I found out how to use the heat sensors, and I found that there is a building burning down. And the fire station isn't there yet. We can help. We need to help." "I don't know, Jordan." said Jon. "We've already risked our lives once today, I don't know if we want to do it again." "YOU didn't risk anything, Jon, and that building is burning down, and taking people with it! I'm going to help!" said Jordan. "I'm with you!" said Corey. And with that, they were off. When they got there they used the sensors to locate and rescue those trapped inside. On Jordan's third time in, he saw a little girl, and the roof was falling over her! He wasn't going to get there in time! Then, all of the sudden, the roof stopped falling! Jordan looked over. Jon had caught the roof! "Well are you going to rescue her or aren't you?!" said Jon. Jordan quickly grabbed the girl and got her out. They were heroes! They took off into the air. "You know," said Jordan, "we could do a lot of good in these! We should hide them somewhere and use them to help people!" "But we must have a name." said Jon. Jordan was glad that Jon agreed. "How about the Mustangs?" said Corey. "Hey, that sounds good! Then there we go! We'll be the Mustangs from now on." And with that, the three friends, who had already gotten more that day that they had bargained for, flew off as a team; the Mustangs!
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