Sixclaw
Chapter 24
SOMEWHERE OVER THE FLATLANDS
The four transports flew above the flatlands. Inside the slow-moving vehicle, One-Eye looked back on his past.
"Get up, brother!" a small underfed, tawny furred wildcat struggled to his paws, as a red furred older female wildcat paced around the alleyway.
"You think a real enemy would be this soft on ya? Get up ya lazy mange-coat!"
The young wildcat growled, and flew at the other cat, but was pinned against the wall.
"You are small, and weak. Use it to your advantage. Attack fast, and try to dodge."
"Yes sister." said the young male wildcat.
"That's enough for today. You're lucky ya have me to teach you. Remember,Yer my brother, an' I still love ya, even though yer a weakling'. Now get outta here."
Two years later, the small wildcat had grown much larger, and had developed scruffy fur and cold, tired eyes. The cat sat in a room, with other assorted vermin, with several large bags of money in the middle.
"We done it! We robbed the bank!" said a tough looking fox with brass earrings.
At this, the wildcat broke into a smile. "Yes, we did!" Wish I didn't feel so shitty about it though. he thought.
One year later, the two wildcats were fighting. The young male drew a pair of knives and charged the female, who threw an ax straight at his forehead. The tawny furred cat dodged, but the ax still slammed into his face across his eye and the bridge of his nose. As the ax hit him, a loud bang knocked One-Eye out of his memories.
Crap. they found us. Thought One-Eye. "SIXCLAW, CRABFANG, COME WITH ME!"
The four beasts ran to the bridge, where the two pilots were panicking.
"GET THE THRUSTERS BACK ONLINE!"
"I CAN'T! THEY BLEW OUT THE GENERATORS!"
"What's going on?" asked Sixclaw.
"We're under attack! They shot the generators, so we can't move!"
"Dammit." said One-Eye. "Crabs, you get some troops and get to the armory. Get a big-ass gun and follow us. Sixclaw, you come with me." At this, the wildcat pulled out one of his pistols, made sure it was loaded, and handed it to Sixclaw.
The dark brown furred she-cat gripped the huge pistol. "You sure about this?"
"Nope." said One-Eye. "But what the hell, who cares about that?"
Sixclaw gave him an odd look.
"Relax, mate. It's gonna be fun." said the thin wildcat, grinning at her.
I'm gonna regret this. Thought Sixclaw, before running off after One-Eye.
The two cats took off down the hallway.
Meanwhile, the fighter planes hovered around the four transports, waiting for their next dive bombing run. You can imagine how surprised they were when two felines popped out of hatches and fired their weapons at the jets.
"Ratatatat!" the two pistols barked fire and lead, and bullets sped towards the pilots. Most missed the mark, but some hit the target, and dropped an enemy.
Meanwhile, another squad had been concentrating their firepower upon one of One-Eye's transport boosters, which failed after about 5 minutes later.
"WHAT THE HELL?" said One-Eye, dropping down into the hatch. He tapped his comlink. "COGGS! WE NEED EVAC NOW! YES, NOW, DAMMIT!" the wildcat turned to Sixclaw. "Evac is on its way, but it's gonna be a while. We need to hold out for about an hour."
"How are we supposed to do that?" asked Sixclaw. If only we had planes… suddenly, Sixclaw was struck by an idea. "What if we took over one of their ships?"
"I can't fly one of those! That was never in training!" said One-Eye.
"Who said anything about you flying?" said Sixclaw, giving One-Eye a grin.
"You are reminding me of me. I don't think that's a good thing." said One-Eye.
"What's wrong with that?" asked Sixclaw.
"One of me is bad enough. Two of me will destroy the world." said One-Eye.
Sixclaw gave him an odd look, then climbed out the hatch and began scaling the ship's hull.
One-Eye groaned, and placed a paw on his head "It's official, we're all gonna die.
A/N
So filler… Sorry for the long wait! Btw, we just hit 1,300 views!