I don't know if I'll continue this…it depends on reviews. And I thought of this while watch Hobo13….

It's before Impending Doom 1, Tallest Red still being a smeet. Tallest Purple studying science, while Red trains for soldiers. The two hardly know each other. But along with Red on Hobo13, is the Vortian known as Lard Nar, who has already mastered science and technology.

RED'S POV

I looked around the room I was to stay while being on Hobo13. There were two other beds, other the one I was assigned. One was clearly being used. Other then being messy and unmade, it had little gadgets on the shelves that were near it. The other was being used too, but it wasn't as easy to tell. The bed was made, but there were weapon plans on it. So I would be stuck with nerds. Yay.

I put my stuff –some clothes, boots, toothbrush, normal stuff like that- on the empty bed, and then headed out to the dining hall. The strange thing about this place is you have to sit at the table with your roommates. Meaning I had to find the table labeled B46-A5. It took a while to find that table. But a fellow Irken whose name I didn't know pointed toward a table in the back where two aliens were sitting. A Vortain and a Diamond Back. The Diamond Back was a dark blue, and looked like he would rip someone to pieces if they even looked at him wrong. The Vortian looked powerful as well, with thick horns that could smash through metal and legs more powerful then most. Their table was lobed B46-A5.

(A/N: the Diamond Back is like that one girl diamond-looking alien in Hobo13, but much darker like a Yankee blue, or midnight blue…..)

I went over to them. Food hadn't been served yet. Except for a small cake.

"You make one wrong move, Lard Nar, and I'll have your head on my wall." The Diamond Back growled. The Vortain growled back.

"You even attempt to behead me, I'll smash your whole body and sell it for more then its worth."

I blinked. Well, they seemed like they didn't like each other. Next thing I know though, they both reach forward and grab at a piece of cake in the center of the table. The Vortain got it first.

"Ha!" he laughed at the other one. The Diamond back lunged at him for it, and knocked him to the floor.

"Give. Me. that. Cake!"

"In your dreams, rock-head!"

The Vortain held it as far out of reach as he could, using his lightning bolt-shaped legs to hold the Diamond Back away. But then they seemed to notice me standing there.

"Hello." The Vortain greeted. In the time he was distracted, the cake was snatched from his hand, and the Diamond Back grabbed it.

"Hey!" but it was too late. The Diamond Back stuffed it into his face, before getting back up and going calmly back to his seat. The Vortain pulled himself up shortly after.

"Can we help you?" the blue one asked annoyed.

"Uh, im supposed to sit at this table." I said nervously. Im usually not nervous, but I was nervous now.

"So you're the new one. You didn't touch any of my stuff, did you?" the Vortain asked.

"No, I didn't touch anything."

"Good." He calmed down.

"What's your name?" the blue one asked.

"Red."

"I can see why. Your eyes are an odd color for Irkens." The Vortain stated. I only blinked.

"Im Five." The Diamond Back stated.

"Five years?"

"No. I don't like my real name, therefore, I don't tell it to anyone. Everyone calls me Five."

"Okay…."

"Im Lard Nar." The Vortain said.

"I hope you don't mind snoring. Lardy snores louder then a Blorch Rat." Five said.

"I do not!" Lard Nar protested.

"Yes you do. I've heard you."

"You snore too. It sounds like rocks grinding together."

"And you would know what that sounds like?"

"Yes, I would. I carved a model of new weapon out of stone with a sharp rock. And had a headache for days afterward."

"Nerd."

Lard Nar only rolled his eyes.

"You can sit, you know. we don't bite." Five said.

"Five bites. I don't." Lard Nar said. I sat down a little unsure. These two were weird. But when breakfast was served, everyone shut up and ate.

"Uh….who's the teacher person?" I asked as we walked back to the room.

"The Datens are the main ones." Five answered.

"Datens?" i have never heard of 'Datens' before.

"They're a race that's built for war and combat. The average size of a Daten is the size of your Tallest. They've been defeated once in billions of years. Well, only one was ever recorded. One of their best warriors –they don't call them soldiers- is a female…she's here sometimes to teach, but only when she's forced too. But other then that, it's normally males. You'll learn them as you go along." Lard Nar explained.

"Oh. What do they look like?"

"Like that." They pointed toward a blue upright-walking alien with perfectly strait antennae, black armor, and blood-red eyes. It was taller then Tallest Sketch, our current Tallest. And looked a lot stronger.

"I think that's….i dunno. I don't think I've seen him before." Lard Nar cocked his head to the side.

"He's taller then the others I've seen. And there's someone next to him." Five pointed to someone next to him. it was slightly shorter, with antennae that curled on the end. It looked like it couldn't even snap a curly fry in half. It had a long black rob on, that glittered in the light.

"Oh crud…it's her again." Lard Nar sighed with annoyance.

"Who?" I was so confused.

"She's the one Daten female that sometimes comes and works with us. But she doesn't know the meaning of breaks. One time, I almost peed myself because she wouldn't let me leave until she got bored. She amuses herself by pushing everyone to their limits" he explained.

"You were told to go before class." Five stated.

"I didn't have to go then!" Lard Nar defended himself.

Pretty soon, I was standing in between them in a line, facing that curly-antenna Daten. I hadn't realized how skinny she was earlier. She looked like a smeet could snap her in half. I was biting my lip to keep from laughing out loud at this. Maybe Lard Nar and Five were weaker then I thought. She was possibly the weakest alien I've ever seen!

"Because I find it funny to watch you weaklings-"

I cut her off with laughing. She snapped her head around to glare at me, her red eyes darkening to a brick red.

"What do you find so funny?" she growled. Lard Nar and Five took a step away from me, and lowered their eyes along with everyone else.

"You called us weaklings. A smeet could beet you in a arm wrestling match!" I burst out laughing again. Until I felt a fist slam into jaw and knock me to the ground. I spit out a tooth, before glaring back up at her. Her eyes were now completely jet black. I growled, and lunged at her, but she easily dodged out of the way, grabbed my arm, and twisted it until I was on the ground almost crying out in pain.

"There's a reason Datens are teaching you ungrateful, sorry excuses for life. We're made for war, and I've seen the bloodiest battle in history. unless you want to become the bloodiest body in history, you will learn your place, and never challenge me." she hissed before letting go and standing strait.

"Do all you disgusting beings get the message?" she asked loudly, pointing toward me as I sat on the ground, glaring at her. Everyone nodded as one. Lard Nar shot me a sympatric look.

"Good. Now go run five miles, no walking, and no breaks. Go!" everyone took off at a reasonable pace.

"You to, you blob of snot." She growled.

"What?" I looked around. I saw no blobs of snot.

"You! Go run, before I use you as target practice!" she snapped.

"How am I a blob of snot?" I should really learn to stop questioning everyone. It makes me sound like im stupid.

"You're green, like snot. Now GO!"

I didn't waste anymore time. I got up and ran to catch up with Lard Nar and Five. My arm was killing me.

"Never talk back to her!" Lard Nar exclaimed when I got to them.

"Thanks for the warning." I grumbled.

"It's gonna take some work to get a reputation with her. If you ever become any good, or show promise, she'll notice and remember it. It's taken five years for her to notice Lard Nar, and he's one of the better 'students' here." Five said.

"Does she always make people run five miles?" I panted.

"Yeah. sometimes less, sometimes more. she says it will prepare you for anything. It's better then what it could be. One of the nicer Daten who teaches sometimes said that the training they go through is so much harder. Running for twenty miles with sixty pounds on their backs is beginner for them. they don't mess around when it comes to training." Lard Nar answered.

"They don't move so slow and talk during training either! Speed it up!"

all three of us jumped at the sound of her voice coming from right behind us. But she paid it no attention. She just pushed past and ran ahead.

"Someone got hurt." Five panted.

And he was right. As after we sped up, we found a crowd. And in the middle she was leaning over a Vortain, which seemed really hurt.

"OW! That hurts!"

"Shut up, you wimp! It's going to hurt even more if you keep whining like that!" she snapped back.

"Don't be so mean to him! he's hurt!" I should really learn to keep my big mouth shut. She glared at me.

"If there's anything I learned in all my years, it's that pain gets worse before it gets better. He's going to deal with more pain now, or he'll be in pain his whole life." She growled.

"Um, Lady Kir?"

"Don't call me a lady. I'm a warrior, healer, and invader. not some breeding-machine." She growled.

"Okay….Daten Kir?"

"Better."

"Why are you holding his leg like that?"

"Because he dislocated it trying to show off. therefore, I have to snap it back into place."

After that, the running was canceled for the day. but I think that just made the training a heck of a lot harder. We had to do these things called push-ups. And we had to do 50 of them with a pound added on our back each time. While we all broke our backs trying to do as she said, she sat there looking amused at the failed attempts of push-ups, and polishing this weapon. It looked like a laser gun, but had all these strange attachments and looked a LOT cooler.

Most of the others were whining after their 20th push-up. They had 20 pounds on their back. but Lard Nar and Five struggled on in silence. I tried to keep quiet, but couldn't help grunting when another pound of rock was dropped on my back after each one.

"Why don't you do any of the push-ups?" one of the others whined to her. When she looked up, I thought for sure that whoever asked that was going to be killed.

"Because, I've already been through training, and don't have to do push-ups if I don't want to."

"But I don't want to do them!"

"So? I don't care weather you want to or not. You still have training to deal with."

Oh boy. This is going to be a LONG few years on Hobo13.

Please review and tell me if I should continue! And anyone who has read Return of the Former Ally or Case of the Murder, you all know how mean Kir can get. Oh, this is gonna be fun…hehehe…..*evil grin*