A slight breeze whips around him as he picks up the abnormally round grey stone. "No way!" he exclaims as he wipes off the sand and takes a closer look. "i thought all the wishstones were in museums.. this is probably just a normal rock" he mutters to himself. However, his curiousity got the better of him and he closed his eyes visualizing a shell on the beach shifting into a small us jet fighter with markings similar to the air forces own fighters. When he opens his eyes there in front of him is an F-14 tomcat complete with a full armament of missiles including phoenix sparrows and sidewinders. It didn't stop there though. He also had a twenty mm vulcan cannon with plenty of rounds. "All right!" he yells pumping his fist. He looks to another shell and visualizes a flight suit designed for air travel. Grabbing the flight suit he put it on himself and stepped into the fighter. He starts the engines after a while of messing with the buttons and finds himself high in the air above the beach. Not used to flying jets, he quickly finds himself in a nose dive towards the sand. He pulls out the wishstone and visualizes autopilot taking over. Just seconds before crashing to the ground, the fighter pulls up and over looping up into the sky. "Whew.. that was a close one". As he flys around in the air he begins to think about what he can do with such an amazing artifact. Then it hits him. He sets the autopilot to fly him into iraq. A couple stops for fuel later, not to mention many hours and he finds himself in iraq. He gets out of his fighter and looks towards the sandy floor of the desert. He takes off his helmet and sets it on the ground infront of him. Eyes shut tight as he concentrates visualizing a jet black hummer complete with an awesome stereo system. He grins as he opens his eyes and steps into the waiting vehicle. "now to find those terrorists" he mutters to himself as he speeds off into the distance clouds of dust flying around behind his car.