Quickly, Garget ran off into a room. In moments, he returned with a remote.
He looked at us from a high window in their base. We couldn't see him though.
Without hesitation, he pressed a red button on the remote. Immediately, in the ground, a light shone on the bombs.
Then light started shooting out of the bombs. Soon the bombs were all covered in light. The bombs started making a loud beeping noise. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Do you hear something?" Carlin asked. "Yes," I said. "And it's right underneath us."
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"It's getting louder," Aristae said. "I know that noise," Lamia said. "It's a bomb!"
Before anyone could say another word, there was a deafening noise. BOOM!
The bombs were exploding. BOOM! BOOM! BOOOM!
The ground erupted as fire and smoke blew up. Many of the bombs set fire to the ship. BOOM!
Some of the fire burned through the ship. It gusted into the ship like a water hose. It hit some barrels full of gasoline.
The fire started burning through the barrels. Soon there was a hole in one of them. The gasoline leaked out and dripped onto the fire.
Lamia yelled "Oh, shi-!" But was cut off by the fire exploding into a huge flame. Before we could react we were engulfed in flames.
The ship exploded. Just about to land on Rim, the Weyland company stopped to watch the explosion.
"What the devil?" Captain Branson yelled. Soon, all that was left of the ship was chunks of burning metal.
From inside their base, Acacias, Ripoll and Garget watched the ship explode. "Nothing could've survived that," Acacias smirked. Ripoll and Garget laughed goofily. Acacias gave them one cold stare, and they shut up.
He turned back to the burned ship and rubbed his hands with glee. "That was too easy," He cackled.
Inside the ship, Me and the others lied on the ground, covered in burned metal. I was barely conscious. I sneezed and coughed. My entire body was battered and bruised. I struggled to get up, but I couldn't. I felt my soul start to slip out of my body, but I held it in.
I knew I couldn't die now. Not like that. So I pushed myself to my knees. I shook the metal off. From inside the base, The Yautja warriors eyes widened in shock. "He's alive!" Garget said. "Damn it!" Acacias roared.
I looked around.
My vision was blurry. I tried to get to my feet. I got up, but for only a moment. Then I crashed right back to the ground. I was too weak.
But then I thought of the others. I was injured, but what if they were more severely beaten. Or worst. I tried to shake the thought away.
They couldn't be dead. If they were, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
I started to crawl around the ship, in hopes of finding the others. But I only got a few feet when I felt something on me. I looked up. It was a marine. He had his foot on my back. I was so weak that the foot felt like a 100-pound block. I instantly crashed to the ground.
"Hey, Captain," The marine called. Immediately, the captain and his squad ran up to me.
"Well, marine, what have you got there? Captain Branson smirked. "One of them scrawny animals," The marine said.
Captain Branson looked at all my bruises. "This one looks like he's gotten beaten with a too clubs at lightning speed," Branson said. He twiddled with his moustache.
"Take him to the ship," He ordered. Immediately, two marines ran up to me.
"Let's go, dog," One of them growled. Then they grabbed me by the legs and dragged me away.
I tried to free myself, but I was too weak. I realized it was hopeless. I let myself be dragged away.
