A/N2: Hey guys! It's me, Deathwish1234! So this is MY first chapter. Puddingnija shall be writing lovely chapter two. But here's where I leave you off. Not my best chapter, I had some writers block and it just kind of went down hill from there but it's still worthy enough to be posted up~ I hope you guys enjoy and REVIEW PEOPLE COME ON! I don't know how many views we got on this story because it's not on my profile but no reviews! THAT'S just sad guys I mean COME ON! Even if it's a flame! We don't care, just send in a goddamed review! VEX COMMANDS YOU TO! * Character from my story Don't Touch Me LOL XD* REVIEW! That is all =), Enjoy~
"Oh shit…" I squeaked as I looked upon the massive contraption in front of me. It was very well hidden in the black vast of space but I could just faintly see the silver outline of its exterior and the resisty symbol on its side. This wasn't the normal doofus resisty though, this seemed to be a whole Vortarian fleet and that could only mean one thing…War…
My breathing went from being normal to being raggedy and fast. I was panicking, 'Snap out of it, Cari, no true soldier gets frightened just from looks, get a grip,' I thought to myself angrily. I was a soldier and the head of a small army. Something like this should not strike fear into my heart, especially an Irken's heart. We're fearless beings!
Then again there was the fact that I was alone in just a small Voot cruiser, and that this ship was not made for battle so only a few defensive guns were dished out on the whole vehicle. So yes, I was in fact screwed.
'Gotta call, Dean, gotta call, Dean, I have to warn my Empire…' I thought frantically as I started telling my PAK to contact Dean, my Tallest, THE ARMY.
The few moments that my PAK was ringing felt like an eternity to me before Dean picked up, "Yellow?"
"Dean," His antenna perked upon hearing the panic in my voice, "Get the goddamned army out here right now. We are under attack, I repeat, we are UNDER ATTACK!"
"I'm contacting the Tallest and the air force; help should be there in less than ten minutes. Are you in danger, Cari?" Dean sounded worried as he tried to keep his cool and call everyone he knew of to get me help.
"No, I'm having tea with them…What do you think, Dean!" I snapped back as I saw the Vortarian ship start activating, "And I think I just got spotted…"
"Get out of there right now, Cari, I mean it," Dean said with wide, scared eyes. If I was in such a panic then it was obvious to him I was in some serious trouble.
I looked out my window for another minute before my jaw dropped, the Vortarian ship wasn't alone…,"Uhh, Dean. I can't go anywhere because they're EVERYWHERE…"
"Shit, shit, SHIT!" Dean hissed under his breath, "I'm going to call Special Forces too; hell I'm calling the whole damn army. We are officially under attack now."
I was about to answer him when my cruiser suddenly jerked to the side. I yelped and slammed into the dash board, "Cari! Are you ok!?"
"I'm going to have to call you back, Dean. I'm officially about to start a battle," I hissed back through clenched teeth. They'd spotted me alright, and I'm sure they were wondering why I wasn't acting aggressively towards them yet…just wait guys…you'll get aggressive if you want it.
"Cari don't you dare, just get out of any firing range!" Dean shouted angrily. Other people in the office had probably started staring now, some in fear and some in complete confusion. I sighed and looked at my communicator where his face was showing on a blue light screen. I winked at him making his eyes go wide and his pupils narrow, "Cari! CARI DON'T YOU DARE HANG UP O-," But it was over, I clicked the end call button and let my communicator slide back into the depths of my PAK.
"Phew, well time to die," I mumbled as I took hold of the controls and armed myself with as many weapons as I could find hidden on the ship.
My ship was knocked to the side by another blow from the Vortarian ship, however this time I was ready. I made my ship zoom off in the direction that I had been knocked too and fly around back. The massive ship would take time to turn around which could be used as an advantage for me.
I grabbed hold of the weapon controls and sent out a small energy blast, it wasn't very effective but I had unlimited energy blasts and limited artillery weapons, so if I could weaken the ship even just a little bit things would be alright.
Within seconds of my firing an all-out gun fight started. The Irken air force has just been dispatched and was now firing with all they had at the enemy ships. I jumped in glee and started making a mad dash to start using up my artillery type weapons. I'd be able to get back for more soon enough while the air force distracting the Vortarian fleet.
Explosions lit up the darkness of space, red and orange fiery blasts shot out every which way hitting everyone, including me. I fired a few bomb bursts at the biggest Vortarian ship and quickly backed my ship away so it was out of the aftershock range. It wasn't…So I got tossed into the back of my cruiser as it shook and flew backwards against its engines.
Irken ships blew up along with Vortarian ships but as I got back up I couldn't see where the first ship I'd spotted went. That could mean nothing good. Right now though I had to focus on other things. The enemy fleet was everywhere; the Tallest would have to send out another fleet of their own if we even wanted to make a dent in all this chaos.
Moments later after thinking I was in a safe zone for a moment or two at least; I was hit hard from the back and knocked forwards. I could hear the engine going down as my head came in contact with the side of the steering wheel. Yeah ouch.
I cursed every Irken word I could think about cursing as I shakily got back up to my feet. I was going to be nothing but ashes soon if I wasn't careful. I looked out the window and decided that I needed to get my engines back up and running. Sadly there was only one way to do so and that meant exiting the safety of my ship and going out with no really protective armor on, just to fix and engine. However if I didn't take this life threatening risk then I was to be dead anyways.
Sighing I hurried around my ship and grabbed all the space protocol equipment. I could see some more Irken fleets being sent out as lasers varying from all different colors started flying everywhere. It was like an explosion of color and fire. My ship was still shaking slightly from the earlier blast to the Vortarian's ship.
I gulped and looked out the window. People were starting to see that I was still alive and that my ship hadn't exploded in a fiery ball of doom. I let out a deep breath of air and smoothed out my bristly antenna, I was still very nervous, though I'd never admit that to anyone.
I opened the escape hatch on my voot cruiser and poked my head out. All my space equipment was on by now, I'd die without it. I saw how much damage was done to my back thrusters, for lack of better words I'd say they were pretty fucked up.
I reached back into my 'vehicle' and grabbed a small hand held weapon. It was the best defense for right now. Of course it wouldn't get me anywhere but no one could say I never tried right?
My first step out of the cruiser was technically my last. I remember meeting the eyes of a very angry, big and powerful looking Vortarian. He sent me a sickening grin with sharp, pointy teeth before lifting his hand up teasingly. I sent him a look that said, 'I dare you to.'
Turns out, he doesn't back down on his dares. He slammed his hand down on a button in his large ship that sent out a large, red laser blast. My breath caught in my throat when I felt it come in contact with my stomach. My blue eyes widened immensely as I felt my body relax and start slipping off the side of my ship.
When I reopened my eyes I found that I'd fallen backwards into my voot cruiser. I felt as if someone had set a 900 pound weight right down on my spooch. It was agonizing but I knew I needed to get out of the battle field. I wouldn't be considered a yellow for getting back for medical help. It's impossible to put up a good fight in just a small cruiser, one way or the other I was not on the winning team so I needed to get back.
This was the exact moment when I remembered I couldn't get anywhere without a working engine. So in my current state my options were getting up and fighting until I get blown up, or lie down and accept my fate. I'd choose fight any day.
I struggled to get to my feet while putting pressure on my badly bleeding wound. I didn't dare look down at it knowing then that I'd know it was time to give up, that's why you never look at the severity of a wound, it'll only make it worse mentally and physically.
My hands clamped down on the weapons steering wheel and I aimed towards a ship that was in my line of fire. Since I couldn't turn this was pretty much the only shot I had, "Die motherfucker," I whispered hoarsely as I sent out what was left of my artillery.
I don't know what really happened next to be honest with you. I remember a big explosion, my ship getting hit again and then nothing. I could feel the room spinning and my body spilling blood out onto the floor everywhere.
'Heh…sorry, Dean. Not all of us can keep our promises…' I thought as my eyes started crossing and rolling back into my head. I heard my PAK beep as I started losing consciousness, "Rebooting, in ten hours, healing process beginning in approximately two minutes."
BAM!
'What was that?' My mind thought as I groaned out in pain. My head hurt and my body ached. Where the hell was I? And what happened? The last thing I remember was that I was SUPPOSED to be dying in an intergalactic war, so what was this heaven or something? I've got to say it's not exactly how I imagined it…All dark and cold but comforting. Is that weird?...Yeah that's weird, don't even answer that.
"Miz…Dean? Anyone?" I called hoarsely, I couldn't even move, let alone see. I took in a calm breath before closing my eye lids and slowly opening them again. This time I got a better reaction. Fuzziness started coming into view, that and a whole array of blurry colors. I wanted my minion…Heck I wanted my friend, anyone to talk to, to tell me it was going to be ok.
I groaned out as the colors started turning into shapes…dark shapes. After a few moments my PAK beeped and spoke in a low monotone voice, "Healing process complete, healed 85% of the way, nothing more I can do. Rebooting…"
"Shuddap," I grumbled as my head snapped up a little too quickly. I wasn't dead! But that didn't mean I had even the slightest inkling as to where the hell I was.
Now that my eyes were fully open and aware, I started taking a look at my surroundings and the situation I was in. I was somewhere…in some jungle…from what I could see there was only vegetation and dirt. What a boring planet, it needed at least a water fall or something.
I latched my arm onto the side of the driver's seat hissing in pain as I did so. My PAK could only heal a portion of all the injuries I obtained. It couldn't heal it fully, not without being recharged completely before trying the procedure again.
I ground my teeth together and hissed as I pulled myself up to bend over the chair. I looked down to still see some blood seeping from the gunshot wound I received earlier. I had medical supplies around here somewhere, yeah…in that bag my Tallest gave me, there should be supplies in there. I'd just have to find it.
Snap…
My head shot up from my previous looking around. With wide eyes I looked around the quickly darkening woods. Great this is just GREAT. Woods meant vegetation, which meant life, which meant the predators and the prey, which also meant I was next on the menu.
"Come on, I'm only 190! Can I please just have five minutes of rest!" I shouted out to no one in particular. Nothing moved in the woods anymore which slightly put me on ease, but I knew that could mean one of two things.
One, whatever the hell made the sound is now going away, fearing all the loud noises I was making or two, I was about to get pounced on and eaten by only Irk knows what. I was leaning towards the second option if I had to tell the truth.
Snap…
'Damn whatever this animal is, it isn't one to be quite when it stalks its prey. Great that means it knows it can kill me so it doesn't need to be stealthy...'
Snap…
I swung my head to the left. That's where the sound was emanating from this time. Originally it was coming from the right. This thing moved fast.
Out of the corner of my eye I could swear that there was a dark shape looming right near the tree line, it looked to be animalistic but I couldn't tell for sure. All I know is that it was breathing hard and it looked hungry. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, hell I just wanted to die at this point. I didn't even know where I was!
Whatever the creature was it stepped out and into my sight levels. I didn't recognize the species but it was a burly looking beast. Big horns on its head and a leathery like substance running down its back while dark green and brown fur jutted out on its side. It had the hooves the size of my head and a spiky tail covered in dried blood.
"HOW MUCH MORE FANTASTIC CAN THIS DAY GET!?" I shouted as loud as I could. I glared the beast down for a long moment as it stared at my ship and I. That's when I heard another snapping noise come from the left again. I snapped my head over to see an identical beast with a smaller body structure come out from a different side of me.
"I JUST HAD TO SPEAK…DIDN'T I!?" I shrieked as the two creepy beasts started circling me. Their big, black, beady eyes stared straight into my soul as they licked their lips. Now realizing I was going to be torn to shreds if I didn't act, I started reaching down slowly into the side of my boot. That's where I had my only pistol.
The first beast made a sound of hunger and sprung at me with its sharp looking teeth aiming for my neck. I flung my weapon out and didn't hesitate to fire a few rounds into the things chest. It cried out and reeled backwards making the other one screech and spring forwards onto me from behind.
Now it was my turn to cry out when I felt a massive amount of weight slamming me into the ground. My pistol flew from my grip and slid across the ground where the other beast was flailing around, trying to catch its bearings.
I screamed and arched my back when I felt sharp teeth sinking into my side where I was previously shot, "Go eat someone who tastes good! I swear I'm only skin and bones, no meat here, just sour, sassy skin!" I knew it was pathetic but hey anything can come out of your mouth, word wise, when you know you're about to be EATEN ALIVE…
The other beast soon made a loud noise of what sounded like a demand in their little beasty language. I let my head fall onto the ground as I looked back to see the other beast rise to its feet looking very…very angry. Now the one that was trying the flesh on my side slowly let me go and backed a few paces away.
This was my chance, shouting from effort, I rolled out of the way and grabbed a large tree branch, "You'll never kill me!" I cockily shouted swinging my stick as hard as I could and smiling when I heard a satisfying crack against a solid mass.
Another screech of rage followed the blow. I opened my eyes to see one beast stumbling backwards into a tree and the other one crying out to it. That's when I realized, "This is a parent trying to feed its child…"
"Sorry madam or sir or whatever you are…but I'm really not going to stick around for dinner seeing as I'm on the menu, find your prey elsewhere."
I dove to the side and pulled my pistol on them again and started firing at the mom so the baby would back down. The mom screeched in agony and tried making a tail swing at me. I felt a small twinge of pain which meant she skimmed me; at least it wasn't a full blown hit, yeah ow. "Go away!" I shouted angrily and fired at the beast again. This wasn't going to be good when I ran out of bullets…
To my luck and happiness, the beasts started backing down and after a few moments they fled into the woods leaving a wide open trail after them. Well if I ever got better and needed food I'd know the trail to follow to find prey. I'd just have to make sure I could kill it first…
Once the beasts were out of sight I collapsed onto my hands and knees and clenched my eyes and teeth shut, I should not be here right now, I should either be dead, back at home in bed or scouting the universe for places my empire can rest after a long hard battle. This is the exact place I never ever wanted to be in. Hell this was probably a nightmare world for all I know, I just know I needed to get out of here…and fast.
I let my hand trail down my injured side where I felt a warm liquid seeping through my slightly armored clothing. Pulling my hand back I could now see it was obviously my blood…and a lot of it. I'd bleed out soon if I didn't do something to stop it.
I started panting as I fell back onto my bum and sat there for a good five minutes. So much had happened in just the past few hours. I wonder how Dean's coping; does he think I'm dead? Does anyone even realize I'm gone? Did we lose the battle? Is he ok? Are they looking for me as we speak?
I sighed. Wondering if I was going to get rescued wasn't going to save me, only I could save myself now and I'd have to start by getting a tight cloth around this wound. I didn't have any other cloth other than the clothes I was wearing, but I didn't care. It was a humid planet anyways.
So I painfully reached over my back and pulled my shirt up and over my head. Not like anyone was around to watch anyways right? I panted slightly as I caught a glimpse of the severity of the wound. I looked like I just come out of a slaughter house, I didn't want to go into detail but let me tell ya, it was pretty damn nasty.
I wrapped the bleeding wound quickly before getting back up to my feet and looking at the wreck that used to be my voot cruiser. No way that thing was going to be flying any time soon. Even if it wasn't capable of flight anymore I could still seek shelter in it and ward off the wild animals for a while at least. That is until I would start needing nourishment that I didn't think this planet could provide.
Every moment that passed made me feel more and more alone. Don't get me wrong I love being alone but this was a whole new type of alone. I really WAS alone this time, no Dean, no Miz, no team, no Tallest, no nothing. I felt like an abandoned child on the verge of death. However this was no time for drowning in self-pity, I needed to cool down for a while before getting around to building some kind of shelter here.
But in the meantime my broken up voot cruiser would do just fine. So I crawled into the shattered vehicle and looked around. The bag I needed was still nowhere in sight, and it had all the supplies I was going to need in it.
Letting a whimper slip past my lips I curled up in a cat like ball under the dash board of my cruiser. It was the warmest place seeing as this is where I must've impacted the planet first. No wonder I was really sore when I got up.
"Maybe I can get a message out," I whispered to myself as I thought to my PAK, first I had to write the letter I'd be sending, that was easy.
SOS, To anyone who can get this message, I'm stuck on some planet where my cruiser has crash landed. I am injured, I repeat I am injured and in need of medical assistance. I cannot pinpoint my exact location, I just know this is no planet I've ever heard of or seen before. I don't know how long I was floating around in space for but I am weak and have just fended off a few wild animals. This planet is full of vegetation and animal species I've never seen before. Some are aggressive as I've found, but they do care for their spouse as I've also learned the hard way. Please anyone who can hear me, track my PAK, I've made this message at least a two minute read. That's enough for you to track my PAK with, please hurry for night fall is coming quickly; I have no shelter other than my crashed voot cruiser and hardly any supplies to survive. I'm going to die if I don't get help soon. Please, please, PLEASE hear me…I need help… ~Irken soldier, Cari
After finishing the message I thought long and hard about sending it but when I didn't feel any buzzing I knew it didn't go through. Why would it, I was probably galaxies away from my home planet. That didn't mean give up hope though…
However for now…I think…I'm just gonna….rest….Yeah that's a good idea…Rest…
A/N2: See I wasn't very fond of it but what do you guys think? Only one way to tell me and that's by REVIEWING! Anyways I was listening to Riot by BreakingBenjamin, Diary of Jane and Monster by Skillet =). AMAZING SONGS! A'ight, that is all! Back to you my lovely friend PuddingNinja!
