Heeeeeey every body. Nothing much to say here, so, enjoy Ch. 9.
Flak woke in his cot to the smell of meat cooking. He sat up to see Giranamo standing on a stool with a frying pan at the stove. "Giranamo!" Flak exclaimed. "What?" Flak ran over and took a pale of water and quickly put the fire out on the stove. "What was that frrrrr?" Giranamo exclaimed with a hint of anger in his voice. Flak put the pale down. "You know Kkalas said no cooking meat until this Rathian is killed or captured. Those things can smell a drop of blood a kilometer away, let alone cooking meat." "Well, jeeeze. I was just making breakfast, nya." Flak couldn't help but break a smile. "Just pay attention more, ok?" "Oh ok. Nya."
Then Flak heard commotion in the camp. "Better get my equipment ready." Flak walked over to his table and got his pouch and put a few paint balls and flash bombs in it. He got his armor on and got his sword. He looked at to see that there was a large nick on the blade. It had been there when Trojin gave it to him, and he had never asked why. Flak took a banana and left his cot.
When he emerged from the cot people were running around every where. Some were carrying items or bags and some were directing others.
Seeing the confusion Flak walked over to a villager that just got an order from Jarus to put the bag of flower he was carrying, somewhere. "What's going on?" The panicked villager looked at Flak. "The- the beast is coming. It took three people from Riverflow, two from Windgust and two or three from Shadowfall. Someone from Windgust just came to warn us. Its coming!" he yelled as he ran into the storage room.
"Flak!" Flak looked to see Jarus waving him over quickly. Flak went over. "Yes?" "Be ready. All hunters are going to guard camp." Upon hearing that Flak froze but was brought back to reality when Dust shoved him and said to stop spacing out. "Go put those bags of flour from the kitchen into the storage room. They won't light on fire in there."
Flak nodded then ran into the kitchen and picked up one of the last bags of flour and did as he was told. He As he came out of the storage room he noticed almost all of the villagers were getting water from the well in the center of the clearing and putting it in pales. Flak joined in.
After a while even Kkalas was helping with the buckets. After about three pales later he noticed that most of the villagers were in their cots. The hunters were hanging in the shadows at the edge of the clearing waiting for the Rathian to come. Raven came up next to Flak. "Where's Giranamo?" "Hiding under his bed." Raven couldn't help but break a smile at that one. "Where's Ali?" Flak asked. "Over there." Raven pointed across the clearing towards the villager cots. She was under the overhang by Stremmus and Reilliek."
Flak nodded and looked around. He noticed Trojin, by the far end of the hunter cots, Hemer by the entrance of camp and Reilliek by Ali, were all evenly distributed throughout the camp. Kkalas or Jarus probably just wants the most experienced hunters spread out.
And then at no worse time the heavens opened up. In a matter of minutes a torrential down pour was upon the camp.
It was only five minutes later that the first screech echoed through the rain. Everybody's head perked up. If there was any noise from the Rathians wings, the heavy rain drowned it out.
The first thing Flak saw was the foot-long claws, then wings, then the head. It landed in the clearing but fell to the left. It seemed to be injured. "Charge!" the yell of Jarus was heard around the camp. Already Reilliek had his Dancing Flames long sword out and sliced at its leg then ran out of the way to let Stremmus with his Ludroth Bone Mace and Uopia with her Anatana Blade long Sword to injure it further more.
Flak ran into the rain to see Wham on the outskirts just out of range of the dragon shooting slicing bullets at it. Kkalas was running up to it with her barbarian blade, Jarus was equipped with his Fossil Gear R sword with Sand by his side carrying her assassins dagger. Hemer was staying behind the front line of hunters with his Vulcanis Great Sword incase it broke out from the first group of hunters. Gurtigo was doing this also with his Spiral Lance with Dust at his side, and Trojin was in the heat of the fight with his Deviljho Switch axe along with Shel and her sword.
After the Rathian did an around the world tail spin; knocking Wham off of his feet, Flak dove in. He sliced at its wing and ducked when its head went sweeping around. Reilliek came back in and dealt a deadly blow to the leg then evaded again. Fire erupted from the sword and the Rathian screeched. "Flash bomb!" Someone yelled. Flak hit the ground and closed his eyes. When he saw a flash of light and heard the Rathian give a squeal of surprise, he got back up and went over to the dazed Rathian. Flak went for her leg. The Ludroth nail bounced off the dragons scales.
Shel did the same with her Azi Kadaki and sliced into the wound that Reilliek had just dealt. Gurtigo blocked a bite with his shield. The Rathian pulled away and ran to the other side of the clearing to get away from the mass of hunters but lost her balance in the mud and Kkalas, Hemer, Sand and Raven were already there, never ceasing to hit the dragon, all the while Wham was bombarding it with his medium powered Bow Gun, wary of not hitting the hunters.
Flak ran over to the Rathian. As soon as he got there it fell down. Staying away from the claws he went for the tail but didn't get many slices in because of the scales. When it got back up Flak ran to the side and used a Whetstone. He saw Ali with her lance attacking the side of the Rathian.
The beast charged at Hemer, who rolled out of the way to avoid the claws. Jarus wasn't so lucky. The claws hit his Gobul body armor and got stuck in them. Every time the Rathian took a step, Jarus was being squashed. Everyone stepped back as it rose ten meters in the air. It shook its leg very fast four or five times and Jarus went flying. He hit the hunter's cots and fell to the ground unmoving.
The Rathian then fell to the ground because it wasn't high enough to fly. The injured leg wasn't enabling it to take off as well as it would have.
Flak saw Shel, Dust and Raven go over to Jarus and drag him over to the medical den. Trojin jumped on the back of the heavily wounded dragon and raised his switch axe in axe form and brought it down hard on the Rathians head. Wham shot it and Gurtigo lanced it through the eye. Trojin switched to sword and sliced the head four more times until the brain was leaking out.
Out of breath Trojin sat down on the neck of the Rathian. After a couple of second he said in between gasps for air. "It's dead. There were a couple moments of rejoicing but it was short lived.
The villagers started to come out of their dens. Everyone checked themselves for injuries. The only major one was that Stremmus had burns on the right side of his face from when the Rathian let out a few ashes of anger. Uopia, Stremmus's wife, walked him to the medical den.
"How's Jarus?" Hemer spoke. Every hunter looked towards the medical den. Some started to walk over but were stopped when Griffin emerged. He looked up at the hunters with a sad look. "H-h-his heart was ripped out. He's dead."
That leaves you something to think about, doesn't it? This story has gone a lot different than I intended it too. Honestly. I'm going to tell you guys what I was going to have happen. I was going to have Shadowfall clan attack and Ali get killed in the process. But looking at this Jarus died instead. ): I actually watched the MH3 opening video to get me pumped up about writing this. And I fought a Rathian so I could get accurate measurements on its claws. Review
