It has been a while since I've updated. I'm going to get as much updated as possible here. Please note, that I have exams until end of February. I can't spend too much time being creative. Thankyou for stikcing with me so far, and Savage, it must be broken, because there is still lots more:P

~Cornered~

The ship rolled on its side as a hole was blown through the hull, crippling the large battle ship. The airlocks came down, ceasing the breathable air from escaping into the black void of space. Red lights flashed in warning as pressure was dangerously increased as the ship's struggling computer system tried to equalise the oxygen concentration in the air. The men who were near where the hull was breached were gone, suffocated in the cold emptiness of space.

Guy stared at the airlock which had thundered down behind him, trapping a good thirty men on the other side, condemned to die a cold and lonely death. Saying a quick prayer to the lost men, Guy faced the last of his men; two young men, barely into adulthood.

They had just witnessed the death of all their comrades and senior officers; except for Admiral Guy Patting one of the boys on the shoulder, Guy strode passed the two, knowing how they were feeling in this predicament; knowing that they had been unable to anything, not even able to manually override the computers system. But if the computer system had been manually over ridden, then they all would have died anyway, as the air would not have been equalised.

"This way, men," Guy huffed, leading the two boys like leading lamb to the slaughter. Further ahead, they could hear the muffled cries of dying men as they fought the invasion force, the sharp cracks as a gun was fired killing the targets instantly, the thunder of boots as the Blondies marched forth.

Reaching the door which separated them from the battle, Guy hesitated, and glanced at the two boys. Yes, they wanted to fight, wanted to avenge their lost friends and to save their home planet from being overrun by the Blondies.

Shouldering their weapons, arming them to face their foes, Guy wrenched the heavy steel plated door, and the three of them entered the bloodbath and fired on their enemies.

As they fought against the Blondies, Guy spotted an Elite Blondie stood at the back of the room; observing the battle as if it was a home theatre and he was able to do as he pleased. Swinging the quarter metre gun to face the Elite Blondie, Guy's eyes matched with the Blondie's own, and for a single moment of sheer madness, Guy thought he saw something which reminded him of Riki. Of his best friend. Of his secret love.

Shrugging off that strange sensation, Guy squeezed the trigger, bracing his body for the enormous recoil from the weapon he had just fired. The missile soared across the room, and the Blondie watched, his face indicating boredom.

"You're dead!" Guy laughed, swinging his weapon round, seeking another target. There was an explosion from across the room from the missile. Ignoring it, Guy locked on to a group of Blondies approaching a group of struggling humans, and fired.

As he waited for the recoil from the gun, Guy was thrown back against the wall, knocking the breath out of his chest. Gasping for air, Guy looked up and saw the Blondie Elite he thought he had killed standing over him.

Growling at his lack of awareness, Guy tried to get to his feet, but the Elite Blondie's foot connected with his stomach, forcing Guy back down to the floor, "Fuck you," Guy groaned, seeing stars in his vision, "I'll bloody kill you!" He twisted his arm around his back, reaching for the hand gun which was pocketed in the back of his trousers, only to find that it was no longer there.

Surprised, Guy wrenched his gaze from the Blondie, and saw his gun lying on the floor, a few metres away from him.

"It seems you have no weapon to kill me with," The Blondie sneered, his lips curling in distaste.

Guy grinned, "Nope, but a bomb would do it!"

The Blondie stepped back, his lazy expression hardening, "Detonate it and you'll die with all your comrades." The Blondie seemed to be apprehensive of the human before him, and was not prepared to take any risks. This was because a cornered human was said to more dangerous than a cornered lion.

Staggering to his feet, Guy noticed one of his boys making his way towards him, pulling out the canister quickly, and arming it, Guy tossed the can at the Blondie's feet, who promptly stepped back in surprise. It was no bomb, but it still was dangerous as a smoke screen.

The smoke billowed out of the small can, flooding the room. Taking advantage of the confusion, Guy grabbed the young man and his gun, and the both of them escaped the crazy gun fire to take quick shelter by the fallen debris.

"What now sir?" the young man asked, reloading his gun.

Guy pulled his baseball cap down and sighed, "It's over kid, but we ain't going down just yet. Not yet."

The smoke cleared and all who remained were the Blondies, who were being led towards the fallen debris where the two were hiding. Already the kid was getting agitated as the Elite Blondie made his way to the remaining pair of humans.