terminal figure

tinton - 2 1/2 seconds

specton - 2 1/2 proceedings

Toton - 2 1/2 hours

minton - 2 1/2 days

daycon - 2 1/2 calendar week

Malant - 2 1/2 month

quant - 2 1/2 eld

galant - 2 1/2 centuries

Metson - 2 1/2 in

maclon - 2 1/2 feet

heckson - 2 1/2 nautical mile

tetson - 2 1/2 acres

unit - 2 1/2 ccs

Tac - 2 1/2 pounds

Mayan price

nohchil - Chief

Ahau - King

k'aat - call

k'iimil - Death

taak'in - gold

Characters

Bill Axor ( AKA Saint Ambrose ) - king of beasts clan, Cit-Chac-Coh

tycoon Tomco Traxor - Bill 's idle father, Lion clan

King Tobias Traxor - Bill 's dead sidekick, Lion clan

Queen Trianna Axor - Bill 's stagnant mother, Lion clan of Mandria

fagot Niaco Traxor - Tiger clan, Tobias mate, now Bill 's

Twitty Glax - Zane Grey tabby cat clan, throwaway 's eubstance guard and mate

Glenna Nox - Bengal clan, Bill 's eubstance guard and mate

Mikos Glac - Chartreux clan

Skylos - Commander of headliner crusier - Wire haircloth clan

Henna Glac - Chartreux kindred, Mikos mate, Xendran Doctor

Theta Panadon - Cheetah kinship group

Cornelius Glax - one of posting 's Uncles, Grey Tabby kin

Conrad Nox - billhook 's other Uncle Bengal clan

bravo grouping - jaguar clan

second assassin group - Ocicat clan

Typree Maxor - Sub top executive of Mandria, lion kinship group

Adina Maxor - Paladin Princess of Xendra, Sub-princess of Mandria, social lion clan

Timora - The great mother of the feline people, mate of first tribal leader

Hippacamp - Timora 's father, father of modern Xendran doctors

Knights

general Roth - leopard clan

Gregor - Cougar kindred

Gwayne - painter clan

Dylan Thomas - Lynx kindred

paladin - Female horse

Wrena - Leopard clan, Roth 's mate

Cetana - Cougar clan, Gregor 's mate

Dawney - Panther kindred, Gwayne 's teammate

Mileen - Lynx clan, St. Thomas 's partner

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Ambrose could hear Skylos as he was rushing around the deck of cards. He was about to try and assist then shook his headland, no all he would do was get in the way. A moment later Twitty came flying by on her way to the mastery deck. Slowing, she suddenly fell gasping just past Ambrose.

Skylos appeared with a tierce mask as he hurriedly tried to get the mask on the struggling to breathe Twitty. Clawing at the air Twitty knocked Skylos off his base. Rushing to Skylos, Ambrose grabbed the masquerade party then pulling Twitty up put it over her face.

Gasping in a huge lungful of air she smiled up weakly at Saint Ambrose. `` I 'm am proud to be your mate, sire ! ''

Still struggling to get up Ambrose held her there a moment. `` Rest a moment you need to get your strong point before you go at it again. ''

'' father ! We have to hold back the engine going or we are dead in space. Ugh ! Then help me sire. '' Twitty said as they both walked to Skylos who was just getting off the deck.

'' I 'm going to the engine elbow room. I need you to monitor the shapes I put in with luck we can get enough power to the one workings to restart the early. '' Skylos told Twitty as she nodded heading for the command deck of cards.

Ambrose sat after they went in diametric steering. [ Cousin ? ] St. Ambrose heard. [ Cousin ? Can you here me ? ]

Shocked a moment Ambrose opinion, [ I am here full cousin. Skylos is trying to keep the ship going. We 've lost most of our power. He and Queen Twitty are attempting to repair it right now. ]

[ We will not leave 'til we know you are able to land. Just order me, and we 'll be there in LE than a specton. ] Typree thought back.

[ No ! ] St. Ambrose almost shouted in his thoughts. [ I do n't want to endanger your ships along with ours. Stand by I 'm sure Skylos will have us going soon. ]

Just then he heard Skylos cursing as there was a small blowup. Rushing to the locomotive room Saint Ambrose saw that Skylos was laying on the deck gasping for breathing space his masquerade party across the way. Grabbing it Ambrose struggled to get it on Skylos.

Taking a huge breath Skylos eyes went tumid as he started to gasp again. jack ! Saint Ambrose thought as he saw the crack all the way across the mask. Taking a huge breath he ripped his off securing it over Skylos 's face. `` sire NO ! '' Skylos yelled then jumped up rushing to a storage cabinet. Searching through the contents he reappeared with another mask.

Ambrose nodded as he donned the one Skylos handed him. Donning it quickly Ambrose took a huge lungful of air. Standing up Ambrose nodded to Skylos as they both started to pull several golden pieces from the container.

'' Alright queen Twitty we are starting to grade the pieces. '' Skylos stated. `` Slowly father 'til we have a expert mates. ''

For the next eight spectons all that could be heard was Twitty going no, no, not even close. Then suddenly, `` stop over ! That one it seems to possess the optimum shape. ''

Skylos nodded as Ambrose slowly placed the piece within the chamber. Quickly closing it Skylos pressed respective button as the luminousness came half way back on.

'' I have the initiatory locomotive stabilizing now. I 'm still getting no answer from the second. '' Twitty called back.

'' respectable though we are still utter in space if we ca n't restart the endorse. We 'd sunburn up long before we crashed. '' Skylos told Twitty and St. Ambrose.

'' I 've started to go through what we have looking for a like shape. So far not much fortune size or SHAPE ... '' St. Ambrose stopped as he felt a rather large circle shape deeper in the container. Yanking it out Skylos 's eyes went large as he opened the enceinte sleeping room.

'' Careful father if this works it might bring everything halfway back up. '' Skylos said as Ambrose very slowly began to pose the rather vauntingly piece. `` A little more sire. '' Skylos had a strange looking couplet of glasses out as he started to organize Ambrose to slowly shift the piece 'til he was sure it was as finis to perfect as he could see.

Breathing a sigh of embossment both Ambrose and Skylos smiled. `` You think this will work ? '' Saint Ambrose asked.

'' This is the big energy chamber. If we can get this one going then we have a darn good chance. Alright Queen Twitty I am going to bring the turgid chamber online slowly. When it is at fifty per centum, try to re-ignite the second engine. '' Skylos was telling Twitty.

'' Alright got my center on the power output now. '' Twitty replied as Skylos nodded then close the bedroom.

Nodding to Ambrose Skylos pushed several push button then grasp a lever as he started to slide it upwards. `` Here we go ! '' Skylos said as he started to push the power higher.

'' Looking good so far, chamber holding power almost to twenty percent. Now at twenty five steadily rising, thirty still climbing, XXX five air circulation has started. '' Nodding to Ambrose Skylos lifted his masquerade party taking a cryptic breath.

Ambrose took his off also taking a deep breathing place then nodding back to Skylos. `` How are the stabiliser ? '' Skylos asked.

'' Power at forty percent, I have minimal stabilizer. Still attempting to right our way. Forty five pct ! '' Twitty shouted stir.

'' Sire try to find another like the shape of the go I 'm going to command to serve her re-ignite the engine. I just hope it does n't take that long to get it going again. '' Skylos said as he moved past St. Ambrose toward command.

St. Ambrose shook his principal as he started to go through the container. Hope we can find a few to a greater extent he thought. Not really wanting to die out here in distance.

Still searching through the container Ambrose felt the ship stagger as Skylos and Twitty again attempted to restart the engine.

Then Ambrose was hearing cursing coming from the command deck. Then Skylos came flying back to where Ambrose was.

Panting a bit Skylos looked at the five or six piece that Saint Ambrose had found. Holding up one of them Skylos smiled as he opened another chamber gingerly place the patch inside. `` THAT should really help ! '' Skylos said as he ran for the command deck.

Again the ship lurched then there was a roar as the second railway locomotive came up. Breathing a sigh of rest period Ambrose was about to go away when Skylos appeared again. `` We have force at lxx five per centum sire. '' Looking at what Ambrose was holding Skylos 's eyes got large as he took four Thomas More from him opening another four gore.

Five spectons later Twitty called back. `` We 're at ninety nine percent, business leader has almost completely stabilized. I 'm heading for earth. ''

Skylos nodded as he thanked Ambrose then ran for the command deck again. Thankfully they had control as they entered the atmosphere then landed. As he expected, they were met by all his Knights and fighter. Plus the fact that Glenna was scowling at him was n't making things easygoing either.

'' better half ! '' She shouted as they ran to him checking out every bit of him.

Smirking Glenna finally looked at Ambrose. `` Mate if you were so queasy to die then you should have stayed here. ''

St. Ambrose could only sigh as Twitty was soon in Glenna 's ear telling her all that had transpired. Turning Glenna told all the sleep of Ambrose 's Knights and his champion. Roth human face twisted into a mask of choler as he stared at Ambrose.

'' Really sire ! If you continue to ignore us protecting you, then I and the others may hold to retire from your item. '' Philip Roth told St. Ambrose whose face suddenly showed capital shock.

'' I am blue Philip Milton Roth ; this takes priority over even me. If we do n't get these people moved then there will be no realm. '' St. Ambrose told all of them.

Roth was nodding then stated, `` That is all well and straight forefather. Remember though, without you not many of these the great unwashed would go either. So as you see it is a stunt man bound sword. Therefore I might advise that you take both of your Paraguay tea to uh ... uh hum liquid things over. I have learned the intemperately way sire, an wild teammate can take a shit for many angry, tense moments in your biography with them. ''

Ambrose was nodding as he listened to Philip Roth give notice him. Sighing he was new to this the approximation of having three first mate, it was foreign to him, let alone having one. `` I will endeavour to remember what you have said old ally. '' Looking over at a scowling Glenna he leaned over whispering to Roth. `` Any advise for this spot ? ''

Roth 's eyes went great as he also peeked a looking at at an apparently disordered Glenna. `` Hmmm, you might apologize. Yes, I know but believe me forefather, an apology to one 's mate can go VERY far towards repairing the situation. ''

Ambrose thought a consequence then nodded his agreement. Sighing Ambrose started to actuate past as Roth wished him luck. Glenna growled slightly as Ambrose approached then bowed his top dog to her. For several strain spectons they all heard the low murmur of Ambrose. Then just as suddenly Glenna smiled throwing her arms and paws around Ambrose kissing his facial expression.

pulling back from him Glenna stated, `` I will recall all of this, let us hope you do also ! ''

Ambrose nodded as he moved toward Skylos and Twitty, Glenna following close behind. Skylos was cursing at himself as he was moving at an accelerated upper. Back and Forth River between the two engines muttering about respective things. Finally ten spectons later with all of them watching him he sighed then nodded.

'' So, '' St. Ambrose said startling Skylos. `` Will we be able-bodied to go soon ? ''

'' I 'm afraid we need to wait a bit before we go again. I also need to check the other ships engines before we even think of setting out again. Afraid it will be two or three totons before the mend systems will accept the ship gear up father. '' Skylos informed St. Ambrose.

Sighing Ambrose nodded. `` I was afraid that we were pushing far concentrated than the ships could direct. Alright take your sentence get them as ready as you can. '' Turning toward Roth and the early knight, the hero and both his teammate he stated. `` I think it 's about time that Cit-Chac-Coh paid a visit to the opposing armies. ''

Both his mates started to dissent as Ambrose held up his mitt. Still Glenna continued, `` married person ! We do n't think that is a good move. They could over power you ! ''

Saint Ambrose smirked at all of them, `` You seem to accept forgotten about the skill all of you posse, plus the baron that I wield. No I think that they will take heed as the youthfulness that I let go said. ''

'' Sire, '' Roth said a instant later rubbing his chin. `` Might I suggest that when we do this that we all go in fully armed ? I also suggest that we hold a measure fight contour. Everyone in partners covering all that they can gain. ''

Ambrose was nodding it was a sound strategy, `` We might also not go all the way in. Having to kill various thousand might constitute things far more difficult at the end. The city has to go down THAT is a fact of chronicle. ''

Roth and various of the others were smiling vainglorious. Not having to defend through as many if requisite was a perdition of a lot better !

'' So, '' Glenna said as she drew her sword. `` When do we lead ? ''

Ambrose considered a present moment then spoke, `` I was thinking about right now. As all know there is no better time than the present. ''

All of them nodded as they all started to adulterate all of their weapons. Ambrose sighed hoping that this did n't turn into a blood line bathing tub. Though he had been itching for a combat as he was sure his first mate, horse, and champion were he hoped this worked.

As they moved out of the city toward the long line of warriors Ambrose could see that the Tikal warriors were seriously out numbered. There had to be hundreds of thousands of opposing warriors against what Ambrose could see were only a few thousand of the Tikal warriors. Ambrose could see that they were all majestic to die for their metropolis and for him.

stopping Ambrose talked to the Tikal King explaining what he was going to do. Though the B. B. King was n't happy about what St. Ambrose 's group was going to do, who was he to argue with the idol ? Ambrose 's group moved past drawing closer to the enemy melody. A few consequence later there was a great shouting as the rank parted to permit the human looking party in.

Again stopping Ambrose spoke to the obvious loss leader of the warriors there. The man was shaking, bowed to the priming as Saint Ambrose requested that the man send for the business leader of the two cities. `` I know that Calakmul and Caracol are both here. '' Ambrose said shocking the man.

Very slowly the man nodded as he started to yell orders. Moving a little far forward all of Ambrose 's party stood inside a collapsible shelter like structure to await the kings. Yuknoom Ch'een II was the initiative to get with a huge total of soldiers. Nodding to Ambrose he sat on one side of the huge structure.

A mere specton later Yajaw Te'K'inich II appeared at the opening eyeing the king of Calakmul. Then his gaze settled on Ambrose as he fell to the floor. `` Forgive me God Almighty Cit-Chac-Coh ! The messenger did not say that I was summoned by a god ! ''

Yuknoom Ch'een II scoffed as he stared at Yajaw Te'K'inich II, `` a god I see no ... '' he started then was quickly quieted by the tip of Roth 's blade at his pharynx. The thing is no one had actually see Roth move. Then he saw that Ambrose was in his felid chassis.

'' I suggest, '' Philip Roth said a low growling in his throat. `` That you rethink your adjacent word of honor. I have no problem opening your throat as astray as I can for your insults ! '' The Martin Luther King Jr. nodded as he looked at the sword at his throat.

Ambrose sighed as he put a hand on Roth effectively stopping him from killing the Martin Luther King Jr.. Shaking his head he thought it 's never loose.

Yuknoom Ch'een II swallowed hard as Philip Roth eased the pressure off his brand at the tycoon's throat. `` Forgive me Lord Cit-Chac-Coh ! Your pretext fell you so well we did not know. Are you here to stop us from taking this metropolis ? We were told that it was the clip to attack. ''

'' No, I am not here to stop you. I am only here to arrive at certainly you do n't assail for another four of your years. After that time I must revert then you can take in the city. Until that time I would find it displeasing to have you even enter the city. I trust I can depend on you not attacking 'til then ? '' Saint Ambrose said smiling showing all of his dentition.

Both kings were rapidly nodding their head word, `` it will be as you say Maker Cit-Chac-Coh ! We will not attack 'til then. '' Yajaw Te'K'inich II said as he went prostrate before St. Ambrose.

Like Isaac Mayer Wise Yuknoom Ch'een II was beside him also prostrate, `` you will throw no problem with my warriors either noble ! ''

'' respectable ! I 'd detest to suffer you take the city with half as many of your warriors. '' Ambrose said a humble smile on his face.

Both men looked at each other with a grimace. `` We will not forget Jehovah ! '' Both men climbed to their pes standing before Ambrose hesitant to forget.

'' You both may go. '' Ambrose said a soft growl issuing from his throat. Both Men bowed then scrambled out as they started to shout out orders to all those there.

'' Well, '' Ambrose told the quietus of them. `` That went far better than I hoped for. ''

'' Well, '' Twitty said as she and Glenna took up military position beside him. `` You do hold a commanding presence mate. That plus being as handsome as you are. ''

Ambrose just grunted at her remark, he thought he was far less handsome than she thought. Moving toward the fringe of the refugee camp, Ambrose was surprised when an older soldier stood in his way.

'' I for one do not believe the stories I have heard. stand fast that I may know the truth ! '' The old soldier said.

St. Ambrose held his paw out to hold the others back. grinning, he slowly drew his sword. A bit of practice would be good he thought !

Ten spectons later he was still smiling. The soldier was good, though not as unspoilt as Roth, still very unspoilt. Finally Philip Roth sighed shaking his straits, `` Really sire, we have n't the clock time for this ! exactly end it ! ''

The soldier 's center got large as Ambrose nodded then increased his hurrying, then twice as very much. Pressing he soon had the soldier backing up only able to evade all of Ambrose 's jab. Finally feigning high the going low St. Ambrose twisted the sword from the soldier 's hands.

Falling to the basis the man bowed his head. `` I concede defeat, you must be Cit-Chac-Coh ! Only a god could have defeated me. My life is yours Lord. ''

'' Arise warrior ! '' Ambrose said. `` your time is not over yet. Though I do paint a picture you get respectable, One never knows when the deity might desire another sparring seance. '' With that Ambrose and the others moved off leaving the stunned man staring after them.

The man stood bowing his principal again, thankful that he had the accomplishment he had. Plus he thought he was beaming that his natural action had not angered the god Cit-Chac-Coh !

Philip Milton Roth was shaking his head as they finally left the enemy camp. `` You were playing with him the unscathed clock time were n't you Sire ? ''

Ambrose nodded as he turned to Philip Roth, `` Any praxis I get avail Philip Milton Roth. Perhaps one day I can move more like you, and then I might not need the magnate as much. ''

Philip Roth smiled as he also nodded, `` that would be a one thousand day indeed as you still make a motion slow father. Then again you are a new fencer. '' Ambrose narrowed his eye then started to laugh he really was after all .