feature length story: captured

mohawk hit the ground along with the others, and they ran as fast as possible. the ran towards a suspicious clearing, and there they saw... hundreds of mogwai. they were all black and had razor sharp teeth. they had red eyes. they growled like wolves. then they cleared to let a large, blue mogwai walk towards them. " you have found the rest of the family." "what 'family'?" "oh, the government have known for a long time about you we have been tracking you since christmas. you may not have noticed, but gizmo slipped a tracking slip behind your ear. we knew about your encounter with the ice creatures, and now.. you are on the verge of a huge discovery." "what is it?" "i'm afraid I don't know. i am in the dark, the same as you. we always were close, us mogwai, but we will be even closer...in the cage. "cage? what cage???" "look around you. trees. try and run at one." mohawk ran, and was stopped by an invisible wall. "this is what we call the cage. no point trying to escape. we all have. even the blackies. they were bred to be vicious. their embryos were intercepted with stripe DNA. and, even a bit of yours." "cool.." mohawk thought..if they had his genes, could he use them in some way? he raised his hand. the mogwai all raised their hands. "cool." "check this out." he raised his hand to reveal a small pistol-like weapon. he blasted a jet of flame at the forcefield. the forcefield now looked like a globe of glass. mohawk stared. "i created it from the wires in the headsets they gave us. try it." he threw it to mohawk. meanwhile, X-monkey and the team stood nearby. "how are we going to get in?" said MR beetle . "i have the perfect idea." he took out an orb-like object. he screwed it into a holder, which he pushed into the side of the forcefield. "recovered alien technology. you get that a lot in my line of work." he tapped the orb. it glowed red, and then started a countdown. "at the end of this countdown, iw will resolidize. run. in. " three. "they started to run. two. they were metres away. one. they were in! zero. the orband it's holder fell to the ground. it was dead. all the mogwai barked, apart from mohawk. they ran at them. "hey, munky. hold this." MR beetle pressed a button on a remote. he took a plane out of his pocket, and threw it at them. the blackies were petrified. they fell to the ground in ball-form, shivering.