Slac followed his master home with several questions on his mind. The first and forth most, he spoke aloud...
Slac: Master... Who are the bandits, that Crash refered to?
Nur Sal: Petty thugs, who work for someone unknown. There are five in total. Four, are of no concern, but the fifth... Well, he's far more talented than his pathetic team.
Voice:Pathetic!?
Voice2: WoodStock! Don't!
The large medabot came rushing out of the shadows, pulling back an armored fist. Slac lept above it, and delivered a hammer fist, to his head. Woodstock groaned and fell.
Voice2: WOODSTOCK! Oh you'll pay for that.
Another medabot ran out, and Slac paid it's dimensions no heed. He charged foward, and delivered a strike, which should have severed the medabots left arm.
Should have.
Ray: He. Standard tactics don't work on someone with no limbs.
Slac pulled back his hammer fist, and delivered a blow to Ray's head. The head flew back a good ten meters, then it bounced back, and the medabot went to pieces.
Nur Sal: Slac. Whatch out.
Slac turned around, but saw nothing.
Nur Sal: He's invisable.
Slac said nothing but closed his eyes. But he heard nothing. Nur Sal realised what he was doing and grinned.
Nur Sal: Crazy.
Pyscho: Crazy? I was...
Slac turned and smashed the medabot. The medabot was turned into a pancake. Then a black medabot came out. His weapons looked the same as Slacs, but he charged anyway. Catching the black medabots blade in his own, Slac twisted his wrist, shattering the blade. Then, ducking under a hammer fist, he shot a punch at the medabots stomach.
Then a Yellow KBT walked out. Slac charged towards it, and lept. He pulled his hammer fist back, and went to crush it's head.
His fist only hit cement.
Nur Sal: Slac. Retreat.
Slac paid him no heed, and charged foward. He pulled back his hammer fist, and moved to nail the medabot. The KBT ducked under the blow, and punched Slac in the stomach. And Slac fell to the ground.
KBT: Your pathetic.
The KBT put his foot on Slacs hammerfist, then raised his single shooter. He shot Slac in the cheast twice, and the bullets went out the back. One on either side of the medal.
KBT: Don't forget this. This isn't punishment for you. If it was you'd be dead. This is punishment for them, since the time wasn't right. You die when I decide. No sooner.
He stared at Slac before saying his next words...
KBT: No later. Bandits. Pick yourselves up. We're leaveing.
Woodstock: But he's...
Woodstock was cut off, as a laser hit his vocal circuts.
KBT: Any more objections? No? Good.
After they walked ( And Limped) off, Nur Sal helped Slac to his feet.
Slac: Not excatly my brightest moment.
Final Saber is currently battleing the invincable writers block. He'll get back to you later.
Slac: Master... Who are the bandits, that Crash refered to?
Nur Sal: Petty thugs, who work for someone unknown. There are five in total. Four, are of no concern, but the fifth... Well, he's far more talented than his pathetic team.
Voice:Pathetic!?
Voice2: WoodStock! Don't!
The large medabot came rushing out of the shadows, pulling back an armored fist. Slac lept above it, and delivered a hammer fist, to his head. Woodstock groaned and fell.
Voice2: WOODSTOCK! Oh you'll pay for that.
Another medabot ran out, and Slac paid it's dimensions no heed. He charged foward, and delivered a strike, which should have severed the medabots left arm.
Should have.
Ray: He. Standard tactics don't work on someone with no limbs.
Slac pulled back his hammer fist, and delivered a blow to Ray's head. The head flew back a good ten meters, then it bounced back, and the medabot went to pieces.
Nur Sal: Slac. Whatch out.
Slac turned around, but saw nothing.
Nur Sal: He's invisable.
Slac said nothing but closed his eyes. But he heard nothing. Nur Sal realised what he was doing and grinned.
Nur Sal: Crazy.
Pyscho: Crazy? I was...
Slac turned and smashed the medabot. The medabot was turned into a pancake. Then a black medabot came out. His weapons looked the same as Slacs, but he charged anyway. Catching the black medabots blade in his own, Slac twisted his wrist, shattering the blade. Then, ducking under a hammer fist, he shot a punch at the medabots stomach.
Then a Yellow KBT walked out. Slac charged towards it, and lept. He pulled his hammer fist back, and went to crush it's head.
His fist only hit cement.
Nur Sal: Slac. Retreat.
Slac paid him no heed, and charged foward. He pulled back his hammer fist, and moved to nail the medabot. The KBT ducked under the blow, and punched Slac in the stomach. And Slac fell to the ground.
KBT: Your pathetic.
The KBT put his foot on Slacs hammerfist, then raised his single shooter. He shot Slac in the cheast twice, and the bullets went out the back. One on either side of the medal.
KBT: Don't forget this. This isn't punishment for you. If it was you'd be dead. This is punishment for them, since the time wasn't right. You die when I decide. No sooner.
He stared at Slac before saying his next words...
KBT: No later. Bandits. Pick yourselves up. We're leaveing.
Woodstock: But he's...
Woodstock was cut off, as a laser hit his vocal circuts.
KBT: Any more objections? No? Good.
After they walked ( And Limped) off, Nur Sal helped Slac to his feet.
Slac: Not excatly my brightest moment.
Final Saber is currently battleing the invincable writers block. He'll get back to you later.