In The Land Of Pikmin
Part 4
What lies in store for the army of pikmin? Will these strange little creatures be able to wipe their continent of those beasts which have hunted them for so long?
Disclaimer: I do not own Nintendo or Pikmin. As much as I wish I did, I do not.
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Smog (1st person)
We left the camp just after sunrise on the sixth day, heading off to the unknown. Well, pikmin have been there, but it is not charted. Although the danger siren I felt go off in my head like a herd of Bulborbs screaming at the top of their lungs gave me a headache, Rugburn reassured me that an army of this size was a very formidable foe against even the Bulborb Grand Emperor. With 50 regiments, 29 pikmin in each except for ours, we've got 30 pikmin; we have quite a large force.
The General of our regiment of 30 measly pikmin actually allowed Bubbles, Zap, Rugburn and I to ride in the medical Wagon along with Flamer. It turned out that he would need to stay in the wagon for a few more days, something about a pulled ligament.
Bubbles says that I'm just being a worrywart about the upcoming battle. She says that I'm always too negative. Well… maybe I am. I can't help it that I'm not brave like Flamer, or almost completely carefree like Zap. I am who I am.
We spent the next couple of hours talking about random things. Flamer told the story of how he had rescued Zap from certain death; Zap talked about his newfound love, the toaster. Flamer tried to get Zap to tell us how he had somehow managed to get caught under a ten pellet, but he refused. I told about the time I had been thrown from an onion during takeoff. Flamer was just about to tell us about his and Zap's training at Elcowitz, when the wagon abruptly halted.
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Zap
The wagon lurched to a stop as everyone heard shouts from the front ranks, about 100 meters ahead of the medical cart. Zap hopped off, and turned to see a huge battle occurring right in front of them. He stood shocked for a moment; the Red Bulborbs were smashing through the first regiment! Were they already to Buggy Hills? He looked, and sure enough, behind the battle, the hills lurked, taller than 5 onions on top of one another.
He snapped back to reality as his regiment ran by to join the fight. He quickly explained to Bubbles and Smog, and woke Rugburn. Their Commander shouted as soon as they left the wagon. "Circle to the left! Get behind them!! Meet by the large boulder shaped like a toaster!!"
They sprang into action. The four of them ran after everyone else and arrived rather quickly. The first half of the regiment ran for the closest Bulborb. The second half were about to follow, but suddenly the ground under them erupted, and a GIANT Burrowing Snagret popped up. It gave a furious yell and shook its feathers. Some of the feathers fell into the dark hole it had made burrowing upwards. The four friends would have turned to face it, but they realized that they were now falling into the newly opened tunnel, into the deep, dark and unknown.
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Bubbles (1st person)
The tunnel was very deep, and everyone was screaming and wailing as they went down. I recognized Rugburn's high-pitched scream, but I did not know where the other two were. I landed on something soft, fortunately, but others were not so lucky.
It is amazing what goes through the mind after and during a shocking moment. The first thought I had was: What did I land on? The second was: Boy it is dark down here. I stood up and felt around. I realized that I had landed on a Snagret feather. Zap was helping Smog to his feet, and Rugburn was checking his limbs to see if he was okay. Three other pikmin were muttering nearby, and five or six more were groaning around me. But my eyes fell upon an unmoving figure ahead of me. A purple lump lay in the middle of the room, with a blue lump halfway beneath it. It was a purple laying on top of a blue.
Clyde.
No way. I would not believe it. That big jerk couldn't be… dead, could he? I slowly moved towards the huge lump. Step by step, my heart beat faster. I held my breath as I reached him. I cautiously reached out and began to feel for a pulse.
I couldn't find one.
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