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lit, he stared in horror at the sight of small bands of energy that now rushed toward them. He thrust his controls sharply left, then pushed forward. The craft instantly veered left and dropped to the ocean’s surface. The energy pulse rushed past them, its outer edges just barely entering the transport. Both men felt the slight sensation of passing energy and groaned momentarily from its effects.
    “Landmass dead ahead. It has life forms inhabiting it. We might be able to hide amongst them. Hurry,” Poseidon shouted.
    “I’m at full power now. I don’t know if we’ll make it,” Zeus responded.
    Fear rushed through his body as he watched another faint beam illuminate on the screen. His eyes scanned the landmass in the distance, then back to his display. As the beam approached, he pulled back hard on the controls and pitched the craft upward.
    “Pulse is changing course. It’s climbing with us,” Poseidon yelled, anxiously. “Bank right!”
    Zeus instantly hauled his controls right and continued his climb.
    “It’s changing course again… still fo llowing us!” Poseidon exclaimed in frightened tone.
    Zeus held his control inputs steady, then made a split-second pitch downward as the beam passed by. Both men felt the surge of electricity rush through them and cried out in pain. The lights on their monitors suddenly went dark… then illuminated.
    Poseidon studied the monitor in front of him. His vision blurred, then refocused. Looking toward Zeus, he could see his brother struggled with the controls. Still feeling the effects of the electric pulse, his movements were now slow and lethargic.
    Another alarm sounded.
    “Pulse approaching!” he shriek.
    Zeus ignored the warning and concentrated on the shoreline through his window. Just miles from their location, it loomed large and inviting. As the transport now skimmed along the ocean’s surface, he stared down at a large red handle, barely visible under his brother’s seat. Looking up, his stared into Poseidon’s eyes who now considered the same action.
    “Do we eject?” he asked , shocked by their last resort option.
    “Do we have a choice?” Zeus responded reluctantly.
    Both men watched the pulse speeding toward them. They looked outside the window at the shoreline now just a mile away. With only seconds to decide, both men reached for the ir ejection handles and pulled hard. A large window above them shot rearward. Warm air rushed into the cabin. Instantly, the two cockpit seats were launched up through the opening and jetted away from the aircraft. As they rocketed higher, they watched in dread as their spacecraft was overcome by the energy pulse. Just feet above the water, it slowed and bounced off the surface, then crashed through several waves, skidding to a stop facing upright as it rushed up the sandy beach.
    Traveling at a high velocity, the two men tum bled in the air. Internal to the seats, gyros and electronics worked together to right their path in the sky. In seconds, the two men felt thrusters ignite, slowing their speed as they now crossed over the shoreline. Bracing for impact, they clutched the restraints on their chest and held on. Just feet from the ground, sensors detected the approaching terrain. The thrusters exploded with force, slowing the two nearly to a stop. A moment later, Poseidon and Zeus settled gently to the soft sands of the beach.
    As they popped the release on their restraints, Zeus stared at the transport buried in the sand as short distance away. His hope of escape was nearly broken. He then scanned a set of ragged cliffs in front of him. His mind filled with dread at the fifty foot walls that seem to block their passage. He studied their structure and noted their pockmarked appearance. At the base of the cliffs, he spotted large cave-like openings, carved out by repeated pounding of high tide.
    “Hurry, to the large cavities in the cliff,” he yelled.
    Without waiting on an answer, he darted toward them. Poseidon