Galactic Calendar 259872/ 2000 [ Sol Year 4387/ Day 154 of 365. Sol standard year]
Days after of Crash landing/ 2
Uninhabited Island / Clearing of Escape Capsule # 405
Galactic Standard Time / After 1520
As Jessie ran with the five people he had chosen, he gripped his pistols. So far this world just kept throwing him for lopes. Now they were facing strange birds like wolves!
“How loud are these things gonna be?” One of the deckhands asked from behind him.
Jessie didn’t know, but he knew that this was what they had to do. “We can’t know if we can even hear them. But we need to take them down before they can do anything and bring back a corpse. We need to find out everything we can about them. But your lives are priority one, their deaths are two! You get me?!”
“We get you, sir!” The deckhands all barked back.
Jessie barely kept a grin from his face. The old lessons that the old man gave him before he went away actually work.
“Now stay down, stay alive! We’re killing them in one shot. I want you two to stay here!” Jessie said as he looked at the two deckhands at the far back. “Nothing against you, but you’re the slowest. Open the shield in a circle from the station, then close it behind us. Get ready to open it as soon as we’re back!”
“Got it, sir!” One of the two said as the other ran to the nearest station. This deckhand was a male human with a bald head, blue eyes, and orange-tinted white skin. He started to run after the other deckhand, a girl with short purple spikey hair and orange-tinted skin like him. Jessie had seen that she had piercing yellow eyes. “Tiffi, wait up!”
Tiffi only laughed and looked over her shoulder. “Keep running after me Marctor! You gotta build those muscles after all!”
One of the other deckhands only chuckled. This male human had a topknot of pure white hair and red eyes on a black sclera. His skin was a bluish white and he smirked a bit. He had a dagger strapped around his right arm and a laser rifle on his back. “Good that they can keep calm and still act like they always did. And my name’s Zevortro Boss!
“I’m Vivis, nice to be a part of this sir. I’m a good shot I’d say,” The speaker was a female human with short orange hair in braids and as she had grey skin. She had a laser rifle on her back and a fanny pack on her right side.
“So four of us total, nice. Got a plan boss? Oh, and call me Bryke!” The last of the deckhands said. He had blue eyes, blue hair, and white skin. On his back was a laser rifle and he had a laser pistol on his left side.
Jessie nodded as he looked at the humans around him. This was a thrown-together unit and they were all here for a troubling mission. And they all knew it. But the danger to the shield was big enough that they had to do this. They had no idea if these things could do anything else, but they were all the survivors of their capsule. So once again, they had to make due.
“Yeah. It’s simple really,” Jessie said as he drew his pistols. “There are three of them, one for each of you. I draw them in by having them chase me. Once that happens, I want you to hit them with everything you’ve got!”
“Simple and effective. Nice,” Zevortro said with a smirk. “Good. I hate that complicated stuff.”
“Let’s move!” Jessie said as he turned. A moment later a round hole formed in the shield from it came a loud ringing sound. Jessie knew at once that this had to be the sound those things were making as they attacked. There was no other explanation. Looking around, he nodded and without another word, he led the group through the shield.
As Jessie stepped into the underbrush, he gazed around. He saw nothing that he thought was out of the ordinary, but the sound was still there. To him, it was lower in pitch, but there it was. Looking towards where the creatures had to be, he thought the sound grew in pitch for a second. Looking back at the other two deckhands, he made a gesture and the hole was closed. With that done, he looked at the other three with him. Time to give them a short speech. “Remember, the only way back through the gate is if we kill those things! So strike true!”
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“Got it!” Vivis said as she and the others all got ready to strike.
Jessie nodded and looked around. “Just get into hiding and fire at them once you get clear shots. I want this to be done by the numbers, everyone is going home!”
“Got it!” The three deckhands said as they moved into hiding.
Jessie only looked at them for a moment more before moving silently towards the beasts. As he moved, he tried to stay undercover and approach, hoping to ambush them. He knew that this was rushed, but there was nothing more that he could do.
As he crept through the bushes, he heard the noise grow louder in pitch. Finally, he made it close enough to look out from behind a tree to see the beasts. Looking out from cover, he took a quick count. Thankfully there were only the three they saw through the shield screaming soundlessly. Looking around, he saw nothing that would show that any more of the monsters were there. Finding none, he aimed with one of his pistols and fired, the bolt passing over two of their heads enough to burn the fur.
As the two monsters turned towards him, he took off running. Firing over his shoulder, he heard an explosion and ducked. A moment later, the broken remains of a tree flew overhead and he heard screeches. He felt himself grin, there was danger but his plan was working as he hoped it would. Now all he needed to do was run for a few minutes and lead the enemy right into the kill box. All in all, everything was going just as he planned. He could only hope that the rest of the plan worked as well.
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Roch looked around, the deckhands were all moving towards the other side of the clearing. Somehow, he knew that this was going to be, interesting. “My dear, do know what’s going on here?”
Qiana looked at him, in the way that people just starting to receive his Blessing had in the first hour. After the Demons had come, most of his Holy Company and the Rebels had all died, but those two escaped. This time he would move more slowly, and learn what The All-Mighty truly wanted from him. That had to be the only reason that he failed, he just hadn’t heard the Voice correctly.
He had been coming out of his shock when he heard Proclaim what he was. He still didn’t remember what he had been called, but he knew his
“I don’t know sir, but please let me find out,” Qiana said with a submissive tone.
Roch nodded and was about to say something else when he noticed something else. Three people were coming towards them, and there was something about them that he just couldn’t place. It was something in the way they moved, he didn’t know what but it was there. As the three deckhands stopped five feet away, Roch just waited. He looked at them and tried to figure out what they were doing.
Finally, after looking at Qiana for a moment, the leader spoke. “Miss Qiana is it?”
“Yes? Is there anything wrong?” Qiana asked, worry in her voice.
The leader nodded. “Yeah. Chief Duncan needs you inside. After what happened to us before, well. The rules of engagement say you’re needed inside. And you sir need to move a bit back.”
“Oh, why?” Roch asked with a smile. He looked past the three, seeing just what he needed to do. The other deckhands were all looking away from him. If he could get into the capsule and tell the others the Truth, he could start over here. Yes, that would be perfectly fine. He took a step forward.
“Sir I’m going to have to ask you to stay here. We have orders to keep you from going anywhere near us or the capsule. That the way it has to be!” The leader said sternly.
Roch blinked, not expecting that. He just hadn’t heard that right. There was no way. There had to be something wrong here.
“What?! He’s my patient!” Qiana exclaimed, a bit of anger in her voice. “I and I alone decided if he can come in!”
“The boss has made their choice Qiana!” The leader spoke as he looked at Roch. “Sir I need you to step back now!”
“Now my boy,” Roch began only for the leader to fire at Roch’s face. The bolt flew by his face, burning it and he fell to the ground staring at the man in anger and rage. Qiana dropped to her knees and
“You shot him! What were you thinking!?” Qiana demanded.
As Roch looked at the leader, he never noticed the other two moving around to get to his behind. That was he tried to move and found that he couldn’t. He looked down and saw his arms were in the middle of two metallic circles. They were a half-foot thick and were as long as his forearm. They weren’t touching him, but the four black energy lines that came out from the circles did. He looked behind him and saw the two people, both of them holding poles attached to the circles. “What are you doing to me!?”
As he tried to move, the two of them lifted their poles, and he was pulled up into the air. As he tried to speak, another circle went around his mouth.
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“Grav-loops! They might not look much, but they use the same tech as grav-boards to hold you in place!” Bob said with a grin. It was luck that these were found with the supplies! Bob didn’t know what Terra was worried about with him, but this would keep him from touching them. Now all they needed to do was plant the poles and keep him there. But now he had to deal with something else.
As Ms. Qiana looked at this in shock, her face grew red. “Let him down! Let Mr. Rock down now!”
“Ms. Qiana, I’m not sorry but no. I have my orders,” Bob said softly and she looked at him before running at him and trying to hit his face.
But before she could connect, he grabbed her arms. He looked at her and all the problems he had with his orders died. He knew Qiana, and she would never hold a weapon. That was why she was one of the guards when that Paralyzer Monster attacked. They were the fighting guard, she was inside to keep the people calm.
“Let him go now Bob or so help me!” Qiana demanded.
“Qiana, aren’t you a pacifist?” Bob asked after another moment.
Qiana blinked and looked down at her hands. She tried to understand what she was doing, but her mouth just opened and closed without a word. He let her go and she took a step away from Roch, looking at him in shock.
“I was going to fight you…. Why was I going to fight you!?” Qiana demanded in horror.
Bob only looked past him at the man in the air. All this time, he thought that the beasts would be the only foes they would face. But here and now, he saw the truth. Even the fact that they were all from the same ship didn’t mean anything. The other castaways could become the worst threat to the safety of the others.
“I think him Qiana. I think he can do something like what Sara can. But something darker,” Bob said and Qiana gasped.
Bob watched as her face went hard. “And he might be able to make people believe what he said. Bring him down but keep him under control. I need another blood sample for my machine.”
Bob looked at the machines set up around them and then he nodded. He gestured for the others to lower their prisoner. If there was a biological reason for the Powers the others had, they might find it in Roch.