The Detective and I jumped out of the helicopter as it hovered over head; the blades spun furiously against the howling wind that it created. Gravity dragged us to the ground faster and faster as we struggled to grab the strings to our heavy-duty parachutes; Scarlitos used his claw. our speedy fall came more like a gentile float in spite the wind. As we was falling, we both noticed the tremendously long blades of something that looked similar to grass. We came to a stop on monstrous green trees that had a slight spring. He vaulted out of the tree. "Com on, Jay." We landed on the forest floor with a surprisingly small thump. He pulled his heavy parachute off his stiff scaly back and looked around; as did I. There as no going back now; we were in the Micro-rainforest. Our mission; to save to save the planet Hafuscawo from a galactic army called The Pumilus Miltis Solifuga.
This army was a colony of miniature warrior ants that had invaded Hafuscawo and was ruling the land of Microscopica. They wanted to turn it into there armor factory and make the Hafusciwis their slaves. The poor Hafusciwis were much smaller than the Miniature ants because they where not just small, but they where microscopic. He looked around and saw giant beetles and huge mosquitoes buzzing and crawling around him with curiosity.
