Stag watched the recording again and again, looking, hopeing that his friend had survived. Suddenly he thought he saw something.
Stag: Freeze frame.
The screen stoped.
Stag: Reverse ten frames, slow motion.
The screen did as it was told until...
Stag: Stop. Zoom in on A5. Again. Again. Clear the picture.
Their admist the falling rubble, two missile launchers were sticking out of the water.
Stag: He's alive...
...
The other three of the Bandits were playing a board game when Stag ran in. Cheering wildly he knocked over the game board, and kept leaping about untill WoodStock grabbed him by the throat.
Woodstock: You better have a good reason for messing up our game. I was cheating better than those two.
Pyscho: But we weren't...
Stag: HE'S ALIVE!!!
Ray: Who? Exar? No way.
Stag: The bridge collapsed before he was destroyed. He's in the river.
Voice: No... I'm not.
The four turned towards the speaker. Half his body was melted, the other covered with rust. A pile of seaweed was covering his horn and blocking his optics, but the others knew who he was.
Bandits: YOUR ALIVE!!! YOUR ALIVE!!! WAHOOO!!!
Stag: So when are we going for a rematch.
Exar: We're not.
All: HUH?!
Exar: He's far too powerful. Just his power alone sent my blast flying. We can't win.
WoodStock: But what about our pay?
Exar: We can collect it another way. Project Elementle starts in a few months.
Stag: But surely you want payback.
Exar: No. We took enough from the old man. Now I need some repairs. I'll be in my room.
He walked into the room leaving the others behind.
Exar: A warrior can learn just as much from a defeat, as a victory. This time it was more so.
...
Ray: You think he's lost his touch?
Stag: No. He just needs time to go over this. This was his first loss after all.
Pyscho: I hope your right.
WoodStock: Crazy.
Pyscho: Crazy? I was...
...
Crash was watching the video recording of the battle.
Crash: That move was Chuf's. And that was Nak. What the hell has Nur Sal done? Old fool never could let the dead rest.
...
Slac was looking through Nur Sal's private cheast. The old man was sleeping, so perhaps in here he could find an answer. Pulling out a small case, he opened in up. Inside was five medals. Each had a large hole in the middle, taking in all of the inside. Not even the rim was compleltly intact, with an edge of each medal missing.
Slac: Instead of finding answers, I only get more questions. Just what am I anyway?
Silently he closed the cheast, then he began to wonder about the medaforce. How he used it. Why it was so much more powerful than Exar's. And finally...
In what other ways could he learn to use it?
Stag: Freeze frame.
The screen stoped.
Stag: Reverse ten frames, slow motion.
The screen did as it was told until...
Stag: Stop. Zoom in on A5. Again. Again. Clear the picture.
Their admist the falling rubble, two missile launchers were sticking out of the water.
Stag: He's alive...
...
The other three of the Bandits were playing a board game when Stag ran in. Cheering wildly he knocked over the game board, and kept leaping about untill WoodStock grabbed him by the throat.
Woodstock: You better have a good reason for messing up our game. I was cheating better than those two.
Pyscho: But we weren't...
Stag: HE'S ALIVE!!!
Ray: Who? Exar? No way.
Stag: The bridge collapsed before he was destroyed. He's in the river.
Voice: No... I'm not.
The four turned towards the speaker. Half his body was melted, the other covered with rust. A pile of seaweed was covering his horn and blocking his optics, but the others knew who he was.
Bandits: YOUR ALIVE!!! YOUR ALIVE!!! WAHOOO!!!
Stag: So when are we going for a rematch.
Exar: We're not.
All: HUH?!
Exar: He's far too powerful. Just his power alone sent my blast flying. We can't win.
WoodStock: But what about our pay?
Exar: We can collect it another way. Project Elementle starts in a few months.
Stag: But surely you want payback.
Exar: No. We took enough from the old man. Now I need some repairs. I'll be in my room.
He walked into the room leaving the others behind.
Exar: A warrior can learn just as much from a defeat, as a victory. This time it was more so.
...
Ray: You think he's lost his touch?
Stag: No. He just needs time to go over this. This was his first loss after all.
Pyscho: I hope your right.
WoodStock: Crazy.
Pyscho: Crazy? I was...
...
Crash was watching the video recording of the battle.
Crash: That move was Chuf's. And that was Nak. What the hell has Nur Sal done? Old fool never could let the dead rest.
...
Slac was looking through Nur Sal's private cheast. The old man was sleeping, so perhaps in here he could find an answer. Pulling out a small case, he opened in up. Inside was five medals. Each had a large hole in the middle, taking in all of the inside. Not even the rim was compleltly intact, with an edge of each medal missing.
Slac: Instead of finding answers, I only get more questions. Just what am I anyway?
Silently he closed the cheast, then he began to wonder about the medaforce. How he used it. Why it was so much more powerful than Exar's. And finally...
In what other ways could he learn to use it?