Chapter 3 Shootas
The day after the battle with the boys, Perkunas and Runt where scheduled for another match. Like before, the two where led towards a cage. And like before, the two where issued choppas. Perkunas checked his ax while Runt was test swinging his choppa.
"SO...WISE BOY...ANY PLANS IN YA SKULL MEAT?" The Grot asked as he placed his choppa down. Perkunas thought, thinking of a plan.
"We can't use the old plan, they will expect it. We have to try something new" Perkunas said as he waited for the door to open. Runt stretched his muscles as he began to talk.
"THINK OF NEW PLAN EH? DAT CUNNING. BOYS NOT DAT CUNNING. WE IS CUNNING. WE WILL WIN!" Runt said as he kept doing warmups. Perkunas looked at Runt, and was baffled at how incorrect the Grot was exorcising. Perkunas decided not to ask anything, as he began to understand the Ork mind.
"If they think it enough, it might work. Runt must think feeling pain while stretching in odd ways as a way to getting stronger." Perkunas thought as the door began to open.
"Time to fight Runt" Perkunas said as he began to walk into the ring.
All around the top of the arena, Orks cheered as they watched Perkunas and Runt enter. To the Orks, Perkunas was an enigma. They knew Diggas where OK fighters in the pit. But Perkunas was not a Digga, and the Orks wanted to see how this human would fair against Ork opponents.
Perkunas looked at the Orks, and noticed something interesting. One group of of the viewers where not Orks. In fact, they where humans. Rather Orky humans, but humans non-the-less.
"Hey Runt, you said something about Diggas, are those Diggas?" Perkunas asked, looking at the Diggas. Runt looked up, and nodded.
"YEP! DEM BE DIGGAS! OOMIES WHOS DINK DE IS ORKY!" Runt explained as he looked around.
"SUMDING AINT GOOD!" Runt commented as he looked around. Perkunas looked at the Grot.
"Why do you say that? Is there something wrong with the arena?" Perkunas asked, wondering if the Grot saw something he did not. Runt shook his head.
"NAW...JUST SOMEFING IN DA AIR. SOMEFING NOT NORMAL!" Runt explained as the announcer cage was lowered.
"BOYS AND GITS!" The announce screamed.
"ITS TIME FOR ANOFER STOMPIN IN DA PITS!" The announcer screamed, causing all the Orks to scream as well.
"WES GOT ANOFER GOOD MATCHA TODAY. OUR WEIRD ONES...LUKAY AND IS GIT RUNT!" The announcer screamed as the Orks screamed.
"Lukay? They mean lucky? How am I lucky?" Perkunas thought to himself as Runt basked in the glory.
"DATS RIGHT...ME IS RUNT...ME IS STRONG GROT!" Runt said as he looked at the Ork.
"DES BOYS WILL BE STOMPIN WIF ONE EYE AND MEK ARM!" The announcer screamed. To Perkunas' and Runt's ears, there was a surprise. The Ork onlookers began to boo.
"Whats going on?" Perkunas asked Runt as Runt looked around.
"SOMEFING ABOUT DOS NAME IS NOT GOOD!" The Grot answered as the door on the other side of the arena began to open. From the door, two Orks walked in. One Eye, as his name suggested, had only one eye. His other was behind a eye patch. One Eye carried a Bigga Choppa, one that still had blood on it. Then came in Mek arm. The Ork, as his name suggested, had a mechanical arm. Instantly, Perkunas and Runt knew why the boys where booing. Mek Arm's arm was not a close combat weapon. Instead, Mek Arm's arm was a shoota.
"Oh this can't be good" Perkunas thought as the announce went to his megaphone.
"OIY...SHUT YA GOBS. HE AS NO CHOPPA. BESIDES...WHATS A STOMPIN WID OUT ANY SHOOTA?" The announce asked, trying to convince the Orks that this was allowed. The Orks where not buying this.
"OH ZOG IT...WAAAAAAGH!" The announce screamed. Instantly, Perkunas hit the ground, avoiding shoota fire.
"ANY CUNNIN IDEAS?" Runt asked as he cowered behind his choppa.
"JUST ONE...STAY ALIVE!" Perkunas screamed as he rolled away from a choppa hit.
"STOP MOVING YA LUKAY GIT!" One Eye screamed as he tried another chop. Perkunas just kept rolling and crawling. There was little he could do. With Mek Arm causing covering fire, it would be impossible for either Perkunas or Runt to fight properly.
"Emperor, Please Protect me" Perkunas prayed in his mind as he avoided chops. Soon enough, however, Perkunas had rolled into the wall. As he looked up, Perkunas could see One Eye lift his choppa.
"This is it...to die a slave...at least I am not a slave to the Eldar raiders." Perkunas thought as he watched One Eye about to bring down the choppa. Then, something amazing happened. Runt, despite having a Grot's fear of death, charged One Eye. Runt jumped onto the back of One Eye, and began stabbing his blade into the Ork's back. One Eye flinched as he tried to remove the Grot.
"OIY! GET OFF ME YA STUPID GROT!" One Eye screamed as he tried ramming his green body into the side of the area. Runt kept moving, avoiding the wall as best he could.
"That Grot...Runt...he is fighting to protect me? Never thought I would see the day." Perkunas thought as he heard something fall besides him. Looking to his side, Perkunas saw a shotgun like weapon. The weapon had two barrels, one on top of the other. The weapon looked quite well made for a Ork weapon. Looking up, Perkunas saw an Ork staring at him.
"AINT FAIR DAT YOUSE GOT NO SHOOTA...TAKE ME OLD KANNON!" The Ork said. Perkunas just nodded, and grabbed the Kannon.
"The Emperor protects in mysteries ways" Perkunas thought as he aimed the weapon at One Eye. By this time, One Eye had caught Runt, and was holding the Gretchin by the Neck.
"NOW DEN...TIME TO GUT YA!" One Eye said as he held Runt. Instantly, One Eye's head exploded.
"SWEET GORKAMORKA!" Runt screamed as the headless body collapsed. The arena was silent, even Mek Arm's shoota stopped shooting. Perkunas held his Kannon, the gun smoke flying up to the heavens.
"YOU OK RUNT?!" Perkunas yelled as he waited for a response.
"YA...JUST ALLITE DINGED...DATS ALL" Runt answered as he crawled out of the Ork.
"GOOD...TIME TO EVEN THE SCORE!" Perkunas yelled as he walked in front of Mek Arm.
"MEK ARM!" Perkunas screamed.
"I CHALLENGE YOU TO A SHOOTING CONTEST!" Perkunas yelled as he pulled out Big Toof's Toof.
"WHEN THIS TOOF HITS THE GROUND...WE FIRE!...GOT THAT?" Perkunas challenged as he held the toof. Mek Arm looked at Perkunas. Then, the Ork lowered his arm.
"MEK ARM LIKA CHALLENGE MEK ARM ACCEPT!" The Ork answered as he readied himself. Perkunas nodded, and prepared himself. The two looked at each other, almost emulating a old western duel. All the boys where silent, not even a squig spoke. Then, without warning, Perkunas threw the toof into the air. As suddenly as he did, the two began running into a circle. As the toof fell, the two kept their aim on the other, waiting to be the first one to shoot. Then, the toof hit the floor. Runt hit the floor as soon as the bullets began flying. Perkunas and Mek Arm fired at each, each causing instant misses. The two just kept firing, closing the circle as each got closer to the other. As they got closer, the more ammo the used. Suddenly, both barrels of their weapons where aimed at their faces. There was a lot of clicking sounds as the two tried firing their empty weapons.
"I GUEES NEIFER WIN?" Mek Arm said, keeping his arm aimed at Perkunas.
"No...I win" Perkunas answered as he hit Mek Arm in the face with the but of his Kannon. Then, taking his knife, Perkunas gutted Mek Arm.
"AH YAH CUNNIN GIT!" Mek Arm screamed, unable to react.
"NO I IS CUNNIN!" Runt screamed as he jumped onto Mek Arm and began stabbing his choopa into the shoota arm.
"NO DONT!" Mek Arm screamed. Perkunas began to smell the smell of Plasma.
"RUNT...JUMP!" Perkunas screamed as he pushed Mek arm away. Runt jumped, hitting the ground. The second he did, Mek Arm exploded in a ball of plasma. The onlooking Orks just gawked at the blue light that the explosion caused. Perkunas, feeling pain all over his body, began to stand up.
"Runt, you OK?' Perkunas coughed as he wiped the dust off of him. Runt coughed as he stood up.
"YAYS ME OK...LITTLE GOBSMAKED DOU" Runt responded as he realigned his lower jaw back into place. The Orks were silent for a second. Then, the Orks began to roar, happy to see another blood bath. The door opened, signifying that Perkunas and Runt could leave.
"Just a second" Perkunas thought as he walked to One Eye's remains. There was a few teef around. Enough to pay for Perkunas's freedom, but not Runt's.
"Just one more match" Perkunas thought as he pocketed the teef and walked out. Runt scavenged for teef as well before exiting the arena.
While the Orks left to do Orky things, some of the Diggas remained.
"Youse dink da Nob be inderesded in em?" A yoof asked a boy. The boy was thinking of an answer.
"From whats I sees, da Nob will be interestes en dat git." The boy then sighed.
"Unfortunadly, He ain't Orky enough." The Boy said as we walked away. The yoof was surprised.
"But da Nob says dat we get dat boy no matta what" The yoof replied. The boy turned, and stared down the yoof.
"I says what I fink. Yous nothing but a yoof. Yous no nofing what da Boss want." The boys said before walking away. The yoof understood, and made no other comments.
"YOUS TWO MAKE ME PROUD DA BE A SLAVA!" The slave said as Runt and Perkunas ate their squigs.
"AND CAUSE ME IS EN A GOOD MOOD...YA CAN KEEP DA WEAPONS. YOUSE GONNA NEED EM IN DA NEXT ROUND" The slava laughed as he left. Perkunas stopped eating, and placed his squig down and layed back.
"That didn't sound good" Perkunas thought as he looked at Runt.
"Hey Runt, I have a question for you" Perkunas said as Runt finished his squig.
"WHATS ES IT?" Runt asked as he cleaned his teeth with the squig's bones.
"Why are you collecting teef? I though Grots where considered too low in society to purchase there own freedom?" Perkunas asked. Runt thought for a minute.
"ME OWN REASONS. YOUS DON"T NEEDS TA KNOWS WHYS!" Runt answered as he began to sharpen his new choppa.
"I expected as much. And I guess asking for the teef to pay for our freedom is out of the question." Perkunas commented as he watched Runt.
"DATS RIGHT!" Runt said as he used his choppa on a bone. Perkunas simply nodded. He then looked at his kannon.
"Just like a shotgun, kicks like one as well" Perkunas though as he noticed the shell loading ports.
"Hey Runt, you know how to make shells for this weapon?" He asked aloud. Runt just looked up.
"OV COURSE...MAKEN DA SHELLS FO DAT KANNON IS EASY...HERE, LET MA SHAW YA!" Runt answered as he got up. Walking to some scrap, Runt began to hunt and peck for usable parts. Perkunas saw as Runt took a circular metal part, and us it as a tool to bend a sheet of metal into a cylinder. Runt then jammed the cylinder onto the circular part. Once he was certain the shell would hold, he took a nail and created a small hole in the base of the shell. Perkunas assumed this was where the primer was located, and was correct when Runt placed a strange clay-like mixture into the hole. The Grot then took some black dust and partially filled the shell, followed by capping the dust with a rag. Runt finished the shell by placing some rocks in the tip, crimping the shell, and wrapping the shell with some wire and clothe. Runt handed the shell to Perkunas.
"AN DER YA HAVE ET. CHEAP...SIMPLE...AN RELIBLE!" Runt exclaimed with glee. Perkunas took the shell and examined it. Despite the shell's construction, it felt surprisingly secure. Perkunas then loaded the shell into the shotgun. The shell fit perfectly.
"Amazing...just...amazing" Perkunas thought as he looked at Runt.
"Here, take this" Perkunas said as he handed Runt a toof. Runt smiled, and examined the toof.
"DIS ONE ES GOOD TOOF...HELP RUNT WITH ES SECRAT DINGS!" He said as he pocketed the toof.
"Good. ...Now then" Perkunas said as he yawned, " We need sleep if we are to survive"
Runt nodded and quickly went to his bedding. Perkunas laid down, and pulled his squig skin blanket close. He held his kannon and choppa even closer.
"The Emperor Protects" Perkunas thought before falling asleep.
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