With a sudden dose of determination, I trudged through the enemy territory, keeping alert for any signs of enemies..or allies. I wiped off dirt from my face, smearing mud across my battered self. But I didn't care. I tried to stick with my only friends, the shadows, and they offered me comfort and safety for my mere company. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I hoped to find CIR along the way. My strong attitude weakened as I remembered old times with my faithful, although a little dim, capanion. But then my confidence skyrocketed beyond the leering trees when I pushed the heartbreaking stories away. My steps were quicker, adrenaline out of control.
Just then, my antennae perked up to a sound. No, noise. Voices.
Humans.
I jumped into a shadow casted by a mocking tree. I climbed up the truck of my inanimate enemy and into the branches, doing so reminded me of when I was chased through the forest only a short time ago. I peered into the distance and saw the silhouettes of about seven armed humans. They stopped with an order from what looked like their commander and they circled around something near a bush...a rock? Now I know they're stupid but I'm going to half to give them a little credit(never underestimate your enemy). The 'rock' moved then and instantly the soldiers have guns at it's head. Then I figured it out: Another Irken! I was smiling to myself, in my mind, but I gave them a harsh glare and smirked evilly.
Time to see if malnutrition, emotional stress, and psychical pain truly harmed me.
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The Irken awoke and had lifted his head, hardly making out a row of...things...he heard the slurred sounds of clanking equipment and barking commands.
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I climbed up into the highest branches and jumped tree-to-tree with silence that shocked even me. Then again...I was built for this...When I was directly above them I took a breath and jumped down in front of my downed fellow, covered by my dark friends once again. The soldiers looked confused, not that I could see it in their cold and emotionless eyes. I sensed it in their cold sweat. I sensed their instincts running into a void of confusion and fear. I sensed their grip lighten on their weapons for a moment.
And a moment was all I needed.
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He felt something land and saw a black figure in front of him, then it sprouted sharp sticks from it's back and sliced off what looked to be the arms of the first figures. The disembodied parts land with clangs and his vision improves enough to recognize the silhouettes as humans....but his obvious hero was too quick in his moments to identi--wait. He shook his head, whacking his thoughts to connect with each other.
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I jumped around crazily, slicing and ripping at flesh, smiling more with every scream and feeling better with every sound of tearing flesh and bone, having taken care of their 'defenses'; the mere play toys they call guns were at my unforgiving mercy. I heard something to my left and turned around while finshing what I thought was the last one enemy. I saw the retreating commander and smiled a twisted grin. I jumped down in front of him, very proud and full of myself. He backed away, panting and......yes.....crying. The sight of the glimmering wetness tricking down his check pleased me, telling me that I had won and would deliver my final blow to this squad of inferiors. He backed away, so far that he tripped over the mangled remains of one of his drones. I flung out my spider legs into the traditional position and approached the helpless 'warrior'.
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Those antennae.....the silm, agile body......that was a girl. A girl of my species! Someone of my species!! The alien yelped happily to himself. But..something was unsettling. He instantly thought of Her..., but pushed that idea away as bulk. A beam of light was shining through the trees, and it caught his heroine for a second, but that was all it took Those weapons...so sharp..only one has them so sharp...those moves.....it really is Her.... The logic of realization was still settling in after it hit him that this was her.....who he had been looking for...finally, his hopes were fullfilled......
He had found Riz.
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I was about to strike when something stung my back. My antennae picked up something behind me, and I knew better then to look. Instead I flung out a spider leg and struck in the general direction I felt it in, and heard a satisfying cry. I finished off the commander with one blow into his chest and sliced my weapon through him, downward, chopping at his internals until the twitching and screaming ceased. The only sounds remaining were my panting and the dripping of human blood off my spider legs, hands, antennae, and face. My shirt and boots were no doubly wet, since I felt the cold moistness of it on my bare skin underneath. Dirt mixed with blood to create an unholy substance to cover me as I withdrew my weapons of torture and pain, surveying my success of a protector.
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The Irken was speechless, and somehow found the strength to smile until his vision blurred and faded into black, the last thing he saw being his beloved kneel down and look tenderly into his eyes, and the last thing he thought being "Does she remember me......." as he dripped out of it once more.
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Whoo, that was.....nice to write(note the new border for closing notes). I've been having horrible days lately, and plan to work on this along with A Lost Ragamuffin. That was irrelevant. Ah well. See-ya next chpt.....btw, I MAY make this a musical fic, not a song fic but a musical, and use both Enya and Linkin Park(the stuff off of the reanimation cd). It's my fic, leave me alone. I would like to have your thoughts on this though, I can very easily be influenced.
