Chapter 4: No Use in Asking
Krin Shorem, Tout Reck, Herald Ripper, Jon, and Kyle are © me.
All other characters and most if not all vehicles are © Nintendo.
Dinosaur language will be spoken at some points in this chapter, but translations will be provided. It's just fun to read, and makes it known that no one else is going to understand a single word said.
Side note: For the first several things Krin says in Saurian, just assume that he pauses to think and stutters slightly. I didn't feel like adding those little bits, because it would just be annoying.
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Krin was laying down on his bed, hands behind his head, humming to himself. He was so pleased that he was being taught how to control the strange power he had, that at first he didn't notice the book and note that were on his nightstand that weren't there before. What brought his attention to it was hearing more voices in the hall. When he looked towards the door, he noticed the green tinged, leather bound book lying on the table, a note sitting on top of it. He reached over and picked up the note. Before anything, he checked who it was from, and found that it was Krystal who had left it there.
The note read:
Krin,
This book is to help you learn the language of the dinosaurs on Sauria. I feel that the others wouldn't like that I was helping with you with your ability, and I think we need to be able to speak freely about it. That is why I want you to learn Saurian. It is so that we can speak of your training without anyone understanding us.
Krystal
'Well, that was short and sweet.' Krin thought. He opened the book, and saw a short explanation. Apparently, Saurian wouldn't be as hard as he thought to learn. He immediately began to read, slowly learning the language of the dinosaurs. He had barely learned the rules of the language when a knock came at the door.
Krin smiled, and decided he'd try to answer in dinosaur, looking at a small phrase guide at the back, "Nxe aj ak? (who is it?)" He called. He heard a quick giggle from the other side of the door, and knew it was Krystal.
"Ak'j Krystal. Mu0 A semo ad? (It's Krystal. May I come in?)" She asked politely.
Krin looked back at the book, just barely understanding Krystal, and said, "Ev seihjo. (Of course.)" Krystal entered the room.
"I see you're already picking up on it. Good." She said, smiling.
"I'm good with languages." Krin replied. "I don't know why, I just am."
"Nocc, A'm amfhojjot (Well, I'm impressed). You'll be able to hold a conversation yet." Krystal said.
"Thanks. Still got a ways to go though." Krin said.
"Well, I just came down here to tell you that dinner's ready. Everyone else is already in the dining room." Krystal smiled, heading back to the hall.
"Righto. I'll be up in a minute. Ted'k jkuhk nakxeik mo (Don't start without me)." Krin said, laughing. Krystal laughed and walked out. Krin got up, and began heading towards the hall, then realized the book was still in his hand. He threw it to his bed, and headed towards the dining room. When he arrived, dinner was already set out, and everyone was waiting. Dinner consisted of Salisbury steak, potatoes, gravy, green beans, and corn.
"You certainly took your sweet time." Herald said, annoyed.
"Oh shut up. I was reading." Krin said, sitting down.
"You read?" Fox asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It passes time. Now can we eat?" Krin looked at the food on the table with a sort of hungry look in his eyes.
"Yeah, now that you're here." Herald said, grabbing the mashed potatoes and plopping some on his plate. As they commenced eating, conversations broke out amongst them. Krin happened to be sitting between Krystal and Herald, staying quiet.
Krystal leaned over to him slightly and said, "Neict 0ei cabo ke tajsijj 0eih khuadadw? (Would you like to discuss your training?)"
Krin nodded, "Sohkuadc0. Rokkoh kxud cajkodadw ke kxaoh thurrco. (Certainly. Better than listening to their drabble.) A ted'k misx suho veh kxo macakuh0. (I don't much care for the military.)"
"Doakxoh te A. (Neither do I.)" Krystal said, "Rik A jkacc nudk ke jku0 nakx Fox. (But I still want to stay with Fox.)"
"Hawxk. Je, nxuk opuskc0 um A ceebadw veh nxod A odkoh m0 jirsedjsaeij? (Right. So, what exactly am I looking for when I enter my subconscious?)" Krin asked, swiftly changing the subject to the topic of interest.
Krystal looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then said, "Ak jxeict ceeb cabo u cuhwo, secehvicc ximf. Xenoloh, ak tofodtj ed kxo fohjed. (It should look like a large, colorful hump. However, it depends on the person.)"
Krin looked up momentarily to see Jon looking at them, confused. He glared, making the private go back to his food, then said, "Uchawxk, je nxuk um A jiffejot ke te nxakx ak nxod A vadt ak? (Alright, so what am I supposed to do with it when I find it?)"
"0ei rhoub ak efod. Ak'j xuhtoh kxud ak jeidtj. (You break it open. It's harder than it sounds.)" Krystal began, "Veh mo, ak keeb douhc0 xucv ud xeih. (For me, it took nearly half an hour.)"
Krin looked almost confused. "Nx0 neict A rhoib ak? (Why would I break it?)" As he said this, everyone else had finished their meals, whereas Krin and Krystal were only almost finished. Krin, noticing this, turned swiftly to his food and ate the last bit of his dinner.
Krystal, understanding his actions perfectly, finished hers as well, just in time for Fox to whisper in her ear, "I want to talk to you about something. I'll be waiting in my room."
As Fox began to leave, he passed behind Krin, and had half a mind to attack him, not even knowing the reason for the urge. He didn't know that Krin had already done as he was told, and could sense the possible threat.
Then, Krin felt something else. It was a large, impending danger, and it was close. That was about when he knew that he had succeeded in unlocking the power. He tensed up, and right before Fox or Krystal could ask what was wrong, the alarm went off. A metallic voice was then heard over the speaker-system.
"Incoming enemies. Report to battlestations." The voice said.
Herald ran back into the dining area, and practically yelled, "Fox, Krystal, Krin! Get to the docks! I'm not letting Jon or Kyle out there, and we need as many people as we can get. There's practically a fleet headed straight for us!
Krin sighed, and stood up along with Krystal, and followed behind the other three as they ran down to the docking bay. They each jumped into a Cornerian fighter, and launched as fast as they could.
Krin glowered at his controls, annoyed at having to use such a low quality fighter. He turned along with the others to head straight at the enemy, bypassing the lock system to change the controls as he went, setting them up differently, and to increase the sensitivity of his flight stick. As they approached the enemy squadrons, they noticed just how many there were. A massive contingent of war shuttles were heading towards them, weapons ready.
Fox, leading their own 4 fighter formation glared at the enemy lines. "Alright team, let's get this over with. If you're fighter takes too much damage, bail out. If you still have enough shields for a few more hits, you do not bail out. Keep fighting until you have to leave. Then, get repaired as fast as possible. Herald, are Jon and Kyle sending a distress signal?"
"Yeah, they are." Herald replied. "Hopefully we'll have back-up soon."
Somewhere near the battle:
A single Cornerian fighter with a flame paintjob hovered in place, watching as 4 ships headed into the throng of nearly two thousand. A smirk formed on the face of the white wolf inside. His communications line came up, and the head of a grey wolf appeared on his holo-screen.
"What are you doing Tout? We want to see just how good of a pilot you are. Don't just sit there, take out that 4 fighter formation!" The wolf shouted.
"Alright, alright." Tout said calmly, "I'm on it." He activated his engines, and blasted towards the action.
TO BE CONTINUED… (don't you just hate cliffhangers?)
