1 EPISODE THREE: HUNTING GAMES
PART THREE: ENTER THE HUNTER
SKORRE
The Drac-Pike flew through the air like a missile, aimed directly at David.
"Not without a fight, Sistranus!" I muttered, running towards it, my strides urgent and long.
But there was no time left! I lept to the air, the Pike finding my outstretched fist.
"Damn!" The Bounty Hunter Roared, drawing his Heavy Dracon Beams, each powerful enough to blow through solid steel, and opening fire.
But we were fast, too.
Aleks, Ripper, and David had their pistols drawn, spraying the bar with Dracon flares as the patrons dove for cover. I had my rifle un-slung and raging.
TSEEEEEW!!! TSEEEEW!!!
The Gervasid's tail whipped out, and all twenty five feet of it flew towards LaRouche, reaching for his side-arms: two Uzi's.
I slung my rifle over my shoulder, and picked up the Pike.
"Take this!" I roared, charging the Hunter.
I jabbed the Pike into his thigh, the Dracon energy crackling red lightening all over the wound.
"HAAAAARRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMPPPHHHH!!!!!!" The Gervasid roared in pain, still moving.
The creature grabbed his pike, and slung it, strafing us with his Dracon beams.
TSEEEEEWWW!!! TSEEEEWWW!!!
BOOOM! BOOOM!
"We need to get out of here!" Called Aleks.
"Yeah, we seem to be retreating a lot lately!" Responded LaRouche, down on the ground.
"His skin's too thick, the Dracon's are just bouncing off! LaRouche's Uzi's are the only ones doing damage!
Well, this might, too!
Sara was a Cheetah, bounding towards our adversary.
SARA
I've never had a really big battle in morph. The only ones I have are Tarantula, Golden Eagle, Bug, Hork-Bajir, and this Cheetah, and I've only fought briefly as a Bug.
The Cheetah was VERY different.
I pounced on the alien, digging my claws into his leathery skin, his blue blood oozing out.
"Stupid human! I am Tak Sistranus! I am invincible, and you are not! No spawn of Sirex can defeat me!"
He took his tail and picked me up, throwing me into the wall.
Aaahh! I cried, my back flaming with pain.
"Let's go!" Ordered David.
"We have to get Sara! I don't think she can walk!" Said LaRouche, still firing on Sistranus.
"Leave her! She's not one of us anyway! Dog-Scum!"
Ripper is very complex… he has two sides. A manic, insane, paranoid and evil side, and a humane, compassionate side, that only comes out when someone is in trouble. In those moment's, he's a whole other person. Maybe, it's the only time that he acts like he was before his amnesia.
"No! We can't afford to lose anyone!" Skorre bent over and slung me over his shoulder, running out the door as LaRouche and Ripper covered us.
ALEKS
Delchure is a really big city. Very. Bigger than Tokyo, L.A., New York, Toronto and Mexico City combined, it's the capital of Concord Dawn.
We had taken a bus to the other side of the planet, to get to Chelzub's infamous Cantina. Our ship was undergoing maintenance in the Ginz district…on the other side of town.
"Shit! We won't be able to make it back!" I muttered.
"We will, we just need to lose the Bounty Hunter," said David, beside me.
I turned around, to see the massive Gervasid bounding down after us, making huge leaps through the air, using his tail as a third leg. We were bearly thrity feet ahead of him, his tail snapping right behind us.
"HURRRRRAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Came his war-cry.
Then, we got some VERY unlikely help.
Cease, Sistranus!
A Leeran stood between the both of us, a huge speargun in one hand, a heavy Shredder in the other.
"Mu-Chin! What brings you to Concord Dawn?" Asked Sistranus, menacingly.
Bounty, same as you. I know that you think to attack me, Tak. I can see your every move, and with my Motaro spears, I can kill you six times before you hit the ground.
"That would not be wise, old Leeran. Do not trifle with the son of Krull!"
I think I shall, Huntsman.
"You know the Guild rules! 'A Hunter shall never slay another, capture or kill, never both, Honor is key…"
And you have broken each one, save keeping honor.
"Everything I have done is the service of justice! I bow to no one, and service only one cause!"
To quote a human, 'Sleep Tight,' Gervasid.
The Leeran shot Tak with exactly one spear, right in his gut.
"Woah! Is he dead?" Asked LaRouche.
Nay, incapacitated. Nevertheless, I am afraid that you must come with me.
"Oh yeah? So that you can take us to the Yeerks?" I questioned.
No. Only one other group can pay higher, and they deal with my kind.
"The Andalites!"
Bingo, as you humans say it.
"But why would they want us?" Asked Ripper, "Them's bigger Dogs than the Yeerks!"
It is not a Hunter's place to ask questions. Come with me, you shall be well cared for, no harm will come to from I, you can be sure…
A Dracon blast tore through the Leeran.
The blast came from a massive droid.
RIPPER
"I do not like the look of that one," I grumbled to Aleks.
"I hear that!"
"Halt. I am KIL-UM Two-Four-One, following directive seven zero six dash forty-nine, point sixteen, protocol ninety-one. You are to cease all activity and submit to my control for processing and transportation to the Imperial pool ship, JUDICATOR," The droid rattled in a monotone, sinister voice.
"No way in hell! Morph to eagle, we need to get out of here, pronto!" Yelled David.
We ducked into an alleyway, dodging several nervous Na and Skrit, and morphed.
As we flew, the droid's blasts chased us like demons.
Damn Dogs.
ALEKS
We made it back to the garage where our ship was landed: Honest Gjon's Workshop, just shy of the two hour time limit.
No sooner than we had landed, the squat, scarred Na; Gjon, approached us.
"Aaaah, friends! I see you have some trouble with the Empire, eh? Don't worry, Gjon will not turn you in, Gjon is honest, yes?"
Slick, like a salesman.
"Never mind this, we need to get off planet quickly. Load up the ship and…"
"Aaaah, a problem, that could be. You, uh, see…Your powerdrive is shot, too old. Imperial surplus. I cannot repair it. It's like Taxxon fodder, now."
This WAS going to be a problem.
"Shit! Don't you have anything that we can use? Any spare parts?" Asked David.
"Uhhh, nooo…wait! Something, but, it is rare, and expensive! One of a kind! Come, and see it! Honest Gjon must show!"
We quickly followed the Na into the back room, where after some fumbling around, he produced a bright, Red, fist sized stone.
"Aaaah, the Red Stone, very powerful, it is, it's been around the universe more times than we can say, eh?" He let out a faked laugh, " More power here than ten thousand suns, some friends of mine found it on your planet about sixty years ago, much value!"
That stone….it was hypnotic…so warm…inviting…there was power inside…so much power! And it could be all mine…if only…
I was snapped from my thoughts
"It can power our ship?" Asked David.
"Yes! Forever! Still, quite expensive." The Na stretched out his hand, hoping for money.
"Oh, I get it!" Said Ripper, smiling.
David nodded
In a lightening-quick motion, Ripper took Honest Gjon's head, and snapped his neck.
"Take the stone. Let's go."
Little did we know how much trouble the Stone would be.
Especially for me.
PART THREE: ENTER THE HUNTER
SKORRE
The Drac-Pike flew through the air like a missile, aimed directly at David.
"Not without a fight, Sistranus!" I muttered, running towards it, my strides urgent and long.
But there was no time left! I lept to the air, the Pike finding my outstretched fist.
"Damn!" The Bounty Hunter Roared, drawing his Heavy Dracon Beams, each powerful enough to blow through solid steel, and opening fire.
But we were fast, too.
Aleks, Ripper, and David had their pistols drawn, spraying the bar with Dracon flares as the patrons dove for cover. I had my rifle un-slung and raging.
TSEEEEEW!!! TSEEEEW!!!
The Gervasid's tail whipped out, and all twenty five feet of it flew towards LaRouche, reaching for his side-arms: two Uzi's.
I slung my rifle over my shoulder, and picked up the Pike.
"Take this!" I roared, charging the Hunter.
I jabbed the Pike into his thigh, the Dracon energy crackling red lightening all over the wound.
"HAAAAARRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMPPPHHHH!!!!!!" The Gervasid roared in pain, still moving.
The creature grabbed his pike, and slung it, strafing us with his Dracon beams.
TSEEEEEWWW!!! TSEEEEWWW!!!
BOOOM! BOOOM!
"We need to get out of here!" Called Aleks.
"Yeah, we seem to be retreating a lot lately!" Responded LaRouche, down on the ground.
"His skin's too thick, the Dracon's are just bouncing off! LaRouche's Uzi's are the only ones doing damage!
Well, this might, too!
Sara was a Cheetah, bounding towards our adversary.
SARA
I've never had a really big battle in morph. The only ones I have are Tarantula, Golden Eagle, Bug, Hork-Bajir, and this Cheetah, and I've only fought briefly as a Bug.
The Cheetah was VERY different.
I pounced on the alien, digging my claws into his leathery skin, his blue blood oozing out.
"Stupid human! I am Tak Sistranus! I am invincible, and you are not! No spawn of Sirex can defeat me!"
He took his tail and picked me up, throwing me into the wall.
Aaahh! I cried, my back flaming with pain.
"Let's go!" Ordered David.
"We have to get Sara! I don't think she can walk!" Said LaRouche, still firing on Sistranus.
"Leave her! She's not one of us anyway! Dog-Scum!"
Ripper is very complex… he has two sides. A manic, insane, paranoid and evil side, and a humane, compassionate side, that only comes out when someone is in trouble. In those moment's, he's a whole other person. Maybe, it's the only time that he acts like he was before his amnesia.
"No! We can't afford to lose anyone!" Skorre bent over and slung me over his shoulder, running out the door as LaRouche and Ripper covered us.
ALEKS
Delchure is a really big city. Very. Bigger than Tokyo, L.A., New York, Toronto and Mexico City combined, it's the capital of Concord Dawn.
We had taken a bus to the other side of the planet, to get to Chelzub's infamous Cantina. Our ship was undergoing maintenance in the Ginz district…on the other side of town.
"Shit! We won't be able to make it back!" I muttered.
"We will, we just need to lose the Bounty Hunter," said David, beside me.
I turned around, to see the massive Gervasid bounding down after us, making huge leaps through the air, using his tail as a third leg. We were bearly thrity feet ahead of him, his tail snapping right behind us.
"HURRRRRAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Came his war-cry.
Then, we got some VERY unlikely help.
Cease, Sistranus!
A Leeran stood between the both of us, a huge speargun in one hand, a heavy Shredder in the other.
"Mu-Chin! What brings you to Concord Dawn?" Asked Sistranus, menacingly.
Bounty, same as you. I know that you think to attack me, Tak. I can see your every move, and with my Motaro spears, I can kill you six times before you hit the ground.
"That would not be wise, old Leeran. Do not trifle with the son of Krull!"
I think I shall, Huntsman.
"You know the Guild rules! 'A Hunter shall never slay another, capture or kill, never both, Honor is key…"
And you have broken each one, save keeping honor.
"Everything I have done is the service of justice! I bow to no one, and service only one cause!"
To quote a human, 'Sleep Tight,' Gervasid.
The Leeran shot Tak with exactly one spear, right in his gut.
"Woah! Is he dead?" Asked LaRouche.
Nay, incapacitated. Nevertheless, I am afraid that you must come with me.
"Oh yeah? So that you can take us to the Yeerks?" I questioned.
No. Only one other group can pay higher, and they deal with my kind.
"The Andalites!"
Bingo, as you humans say it.
"But why would they want us?" Asked Ripper, "Them's bigger Dogs than the Yeerks!"
It is not a Hunter's place to ask questions. Come with me, you shall be well cared for, no harm will come to from I, you can be sure…
A Dracon blast tore through the Leeran.
The blast came from a massive droid.
RIPPER
"I do not like the look of that one," I grumbled to Aleks.
"I hear that!"
"Halt. I am KIL-UM Two-Four-One, following directive seven zero six dash forty-nine, point sixteen, protocol ninety-one. You are to cease all activity and submit to my control for processing and transportation to the Imperial pool ship, JUDICATOR," The droid rattled in a monotone, sinister voice.
"No way in hell! Morph to eagle, we need to get out of here, pronto!" Yelled David.
We ducked into an alleyway, dodging several nervous Na and Skrit, and morphed.
As we flew, the droid's blasts chased us like demons.
Damn Dogs.
ALEKS
We made it back to the garage where our ship was landed: Honest Gjon's Workshop, just shy of the two hour time limit.
No sooner than we had landed, the squat, scarred Na; Gjon, approached us.
"Aaaah, friends! I see you have some trouble with the Empire, eh? Don't worry, Gjon will not turn you in, Gjon is honest, yes?"
Slick, like a salesman.
"Never mind this, we need to get off planet quickly. Load up the ship and…"
"Aaaah, a problem, that could be. You, uh, see…Your powerdrive is shot, too old. Imperial surplus. I cannot repair it. It's like Taxxon fodder, now."
This WAS going to be a problem.
"Shit! Don't you have anything that we can use? Any spare parts?" Asked David.
"Uhhh, nooo…wait! Something, but, it is rare, and expensive! One of a kind! Come, and see it! Honest Gjon must show!"
We quickly followed the Na into the back room, where after some fumbling around, he produced a bright, Red, fist sized stone.
"Aaaah, the Red Stone, very powerful, it is, it's been around the universe more times than we can say, eh?" He let out a faked laugh, " More power here than ten thousand suns, some friends of mine found it on your planet about sixty years ago, much value!"
That stone….it was hypnotic…so warm…inviting…there was power inside…so much power! And it could be all mine…if only…
I was snapped from my thoughts
"It can power our ship?" Asked David.
"Yes! Forever! Still, quite expensive." The Na stretched out his hand, hoping for money.
"Oh, I get it!" Said Ripper, smiling.
David nodded
In a lightening-quick motion, Ripper took Honest Gjon's head, and snapped his neck.
"Take the stone. Let's go."
Little did we know how much trouble the Stone would be.
Especially for me.