When The-Whistler woke up, there was smoke everywhere. He somehow managed to get out of his ship after many fits of coughing. The ship was way beyond repair. I'm alive, The-Whistler thought. Thank the Gods! He stood up and checked his surroundings. According to his info, this planet is his destination. A rescue camp should be around nearby.
With a gun in one hand and his shield on his back, The-Whistler set off. I feel awesome! Like a brave soldier! Anyways, there should be monsters here, but it's so peaceful and quiet... He realized too late that it was too quiet, and a group of jellies jumped out at him!
"WAAAAHHHHH!"He screamed and leapt back. His mind couldn't think anymore and all he could do was shoot as fast as he could at the jellies. They're jelly! How can they move?! Do they even think? After shooting and running for who knows how long, they were gone. The-Whistler sighed and wiped jelly off of his head. He passed by a statue that looked somewhat like dog. He heard a bark and froze. After slowly turning around, it turned out that the statue was alive! The dog-statue barked again and shot a spark at him. The-Whistler dodged and kept shooting till his enemy was no longer nothing but a pile of rubble.
What a crazy world! Out of all places, why did the government send us here? The-Whistler sighed again and walked on. He noticed something off in the far distance and squinted to see better. Could it be? It is! The rescue camp! He forgot all of his fatigue and ran in a mad dash straight for the camp. I'm saved!
Nothing happened. The-Whistler had expected nurses and doctors to come rushing to him and ask if he was hurt. There wasn't even one nurse! There were those who were so still that they could've been like that dog-statue. Many were running around and some were talking to each other. What they talked about though were things out of the situation! Shouldn't they be worried about the fact that we're stranded on a planet?! He decided that he would have more luck getting info about this place with the still folk. He walked right in front of one of them.
"Hi!" The-Whistler said. "Hello?" He waved his hand in front of the other knight's face. "OI! You there!'
Having no luck, he looked around for a place to rest. The day's events have caught up to his body, and his feet weighed a thousand pounds. He sat down underneath a tree and fell asleep very quickly.
A knight on a hill was standing alone. He looked at the hordes of monsters surrounding him. They shifted and slid in and out of the shadows, each one impossible to follow. There was a flash of light, and another knight was next to him.
"Why did you follow me?"
"I'm here to save you from killing yourself!"
The pink-black knight laughed and the grey-blue one grinned. With a yell, they both charged at the shadows.
The-Whistler woke with a start. That was an odd dream... He stretched, yawned, and took out his treasure. If no one can talk to me and my leader hasn't sent me a message, I might as well play! He pulled down his mouth guard and started playing on his harmonica. With each note, the world around him slowly melted away. He closed his eyes and felt the stress and pressure dissipate-
SNAP!
The-Whistler's eyes flew open. He put up his mouth guard and put the harmonica away. When he turned around, there was a knight that noticed him!
"Hey! I'm Cat-Nyan!"
BUM BUM BUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! So how is it? Sorry if the type of monsters on the road to the rescue camp are wrong. I've forgotten and to tell you the truth, I'm too lazy to search up the monsters and their names! So if you're gonna complain about it, you can give me info on the types of monsters instead! Hee hee!
