Chapter 4
Another Day In Paradise
Part 6
Classic Tinker
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It had dawned on CM earlier that this wasn't a normal place, mutants aside. Though she hadn't stepped out of the Institute since their arrival she knew that the town called Bayville was vastly different. If she could believe half of what the German blue boy was saying then this place just begged to be scouted. But also knew that it might not be possible.
None of her crew knew exactly where they were. All they knew is that they weren't on their own Earth, there were different people here called mutants cause of their specail talents, and that fighting giant alien bugs from outter space was pure science fiction. Hell they were walking comic book heros in this place. Of course she mused to herself that these very people would be considered the same on their Earth. It wasn't every day normal for a person to just appear from thin air or.......
*You know...I know these guys are mutants....but all I know is that fuzzy here can teleport. Wonder what in the world all these other people can do?* pesky had asked while her mouth slowly chewed a bite of fish. Amazingly she wasn't as hungry as she had first thought so she regalled herself to listening to everything the boy beside her was saying.
"And ve have zhis huge training room vhere we learn to hone our special skills. Zhey, the training sessions, help us learn to vork togethzer as a team. It's pretty intense sometimes." Kurt had been saying through bites of his own food.
CM chuckled but without humor, "Oh I know the place. Major and I had a run in with that danger zone."
"Vhat?!"
She noticed that his outburst drew the attention of most the table and feeling rather uncharacteristically shy she just shrugged. Course Kurt wouldn't stand for that so he asked again.
"Vhat do you mean you and Major had a run in vith the danger room?" He has since put his fork down and wasn't taking his eyes off her.
She looked across the table at Major then sneeked a glance at Xavier before turning her attention back to her new friend. "Umm...well. We kinda set it off by accident. Let me tell you that place is scarier than Hydora anyday. And you guys go in there willingly?!"
Brandon choose that moment to pipe in. "Man and I thought we were off our rockers. We barely made it out without a scratch...well...sorry Sarge."
"Bah not your fault Corparal. Don't beat yourself up over my bad judegment. "
"Yours? So when was it your idea to look for the bathroom?"
She shrugged and waved a dismissive hand. "I'm pulling rank on you there soldier. Now listen up apes, soon as you're through here double time back to the ship. I want that hold cleaned out and the invetory checked. After that we'll talk about some well deserved R&R. You get me?"
"We get you ma'am!" The four remaining troopers exclaimed in unison then quickly returned to their meal.
A glance around her told her that she, they, were still being gawked at so she did what came natural; she glared daggers at them with her steely grey eyes. That had sent most of them back to their meals but the ones that lingered she decided needed a gruffer approach.
"You got a problem?" She barked. It didn't have the desired affect, instead it caused the entire table to inturn glare at her.
~Is there a problem CM?~ Xavier's voice was calm and quiet as it drifted into her mind.
With a pent up sigh she answered, ~You ever get the feeling you're being analyzed?~
~More often then not by some. I'm terribly sorry about the way everyone is treating you and your group, but sometimes it can not be helped. You all are strangers here and everyone is just alittle unsure on how to proceed. It's very hard for some of them to accept your presence just yet~
She cast another look around the table shaking her head. ~Yeah I guess so. We didn't ask to come here, I won't lie and say we'd rather be fighting for control of Tsonie Prime, but we never asked for this. If I wanted to be gawked at like some greenhorn I'd of worn a bathingsuit to dinner. This has got to stop or I'm afraid one of us is gonna snap at these kids.~
Charles smiled lightly but knew what she said was true. He could feel the ill ease wafting off most of the students and even from her troops. It seemed Tagawa was readying a well placed punch from underneath the table, sure to be aimed at his dinnermate beside him. Pietro Maximoff. Now that would be a disastar. Though he knew that Magneto wouldn't be upset that Pietro would be hit, no Xavier guessed that the punch might not even land due to the boys superspeed, but he worried that Erik would sic his Acolytes on teh hapless asian for daring to try and take out one of his team. He had to quelch this pressure cooker before that happened.
~Possibly....it may help to speak with the students? Maybe if they knew more about your team they wouldn't be quite as~
~Hostile? Sure, sounds like a plan. But I doubt they'd want me to ruin their dinners talking about the Bug war. Might make 'em sick?~ *course I wouldnt mind that little jerk over there to start tossing his cookies.....it'd get that annoying smirk off his face.*
~I wouldn't hold that against Pietro. He....is always like that.~ This was a new voice....a female one at that.
CM growled under her breath and shot a venomus thought across the links. ~And who the hell invited you into the conversation missy?~
Jean, from her seat, sat straighter with a start. ~I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. You were projecting pretty loudly. I didn't mean to.~
~That's what gets me about psycs.....you just pop into someone's head without meaning to but still it's not right.~ After a long moment she continued. ~Look, Red right?~
~What?!~ Came Jean's startled reply.
~Please sweetheart, it wasn't hard to figure who you were. I'm a trained soldier. I noticed you jump a moment ago and pegged you as the second caller. I ain't gonna say I'm sorry and you shouldn't either. But next time it might be a good idea to keep your mouth shut unless invited. Less questions. Got it?~
Though the girl didn't answer CM watched her out of the corner of her eye as she was shot a nasty glance. She then turned her thoughts back to the Professor.
~Alright. I can talk with these 'students' of yours after their dinner. But I need to check in with my el-tee to get the final ok. If she doesn't give the go ahead I'll still talk with 'em. Cause I frankly can't stand the way some of 'em are looking at us. We ain't freaks ya know.~
~Of course you aren't. I will inform them of your talk.~
~And thanks....I appreciate your understanding and all. I really don't mean to be such a hardass but thats just what happens when you serve.~
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"Why in the blazes do we have to sit through this again, mate?!" St. John grumbled to his pal Remy as they filled into the ajoinging rec room for this 'talk' the Professor said that that jumbuck Sergeant wanted to give. He had other plans and was sure the others had as well by the whinging* going on.
Remy sighed but kept his mouth shut. He was rather interested in what these people had to say and he knew, by the looks of his employer, so did Magneto. *Remy t'ink dat Magento havin some ideas in his head 'bout des here new comers, non?*
"Come on mate, what you thinking in that head o' yours?"
"Notin' mon amme."
"Finally agreeing with me then Cajun?" Pietro's voice, full of laughter, whispered beside the two teens. "Ain'tnothingupthereandyoufinallyrealizingit! HA Priceless."
Remy took a halfhearted swing for the speedster, not wanting to hit him but just get the boy away from him.
"Alright, everyone please find a place to sit....Thank you. Sergeant Moon as agreed to talk with you about their time and answer some questions I know many of you would like to ask. She will be answering all the questions so please direct them to her only." Xavier called as the last of the students piled into the room. He knew Kurt and Kitty were happy, since CM offered her troopers to do the clean up while she had the talk, so he wasn't surprised to see their smiling faces at the front of the group. "Now, how would you like to proceed?" He turned his question to the blonde to his side.
She placed her hands on her hips looking over the group. "I think it best to start out with some questions. No since in giving some long boring lecture about who I am and where I come from. Might as well get to the meat of the matter, right?"
"As you wish. Please have a seat and we may begin." He motioned to one of the overstuffed cusion chairs the students prefered to lounge in while they were in this room. She nodded and drug the heavy thing over, sitting nearly stock center.
"Okay. I've noticed some of you...people, have been giving us the once over since we've been introduced and quite frankly I don't like being gawked at like some zoo exibit. AND I especially don't like the little titters I was hearing at the table." She glared at a pair of girls before continuting. "So, this is your chance to get some of that out in the open and ask whatever you want. Maybe we can clear up some issues we suddenly seem to be having. It's quite simple. You raise your hand and the Professor will ask you to stand up...since I ain't to sure on some of your names. Then you ask your question and I'll answer to the best of my ability. Got it?"
The all looked at her like she was stark mad but nodded their heads. Xavier gave her a reassuring smile and prompted her to start the session. One of the vary girls that she had glared at earlier immediatly raised their hand.
"Jubilation."
The girl stood up. She was a pretty little thing, couldn't be more than 105lbs, long dark hair complimented her asian features. Her voice was perky when she asked, "Ok, so what are you? I mean we know you are a Sergeant and all but I mean of what and how'd you get that rank?"
*Oh this is going to be so much fun* "Well, Jubilation? I am Sergeant in the Mobile Infintry of the S.I.C.O.N army. It's a colaberated congomerate of the entire military forces from around Earth, meaning that the whole planet is under one military. Fleet, MI, PsyOps, Shadows. It's not scattered like in the olden days of the military. More organized and unified. As to my rank....." She had to swallow a shudder before she was able to finish. "I gained my rank after my first mission. It was a field promotion but was made offical after I returned and took the required training. Now let me answer your next question that I'm sure you meant in the first place. My first mission was a disaster to everyone other than myself and two privates in my first squad. We had a knuckleheaded lieutenant that thought he'd best the enemy on their own turf. Lets just say there wasn't enough of either to object to my taking control and getting us the hell out of there. We managed to get back to a safe base about three days later and I retained my war promotion or Sergeant. Next"
The next girl Rahne stood up after she was called. "What made you join this army?"
"Right good question. But it wasn't a matter of made/want rather it was need. My biological dad as well as my adoptive father joined up and fought for their world, and unfortunatly died. Now ever since I was a chota walla*, or little girl, I've been taught that the only way to be a true citizen of the Earth is to join up and do my part in the war. True citizen have the right to vote, get certain jobs, and travel without restrictions.* All through school we were taught the importance of service and the benifits to humanity. So...it was more a need for young willing people to join and keep Earth safe."
"Wow thats gotta be rough....to be taught that like you just had to do it or you wouldn't, like, have a life. Harsh." Kitty's voice rang out.
CM shrugged slightly. "Well my mother had a life. Course she was blind so there was no place for her in S.I.C.O.N, but she was a proud Asónü priestess. She lead our tribe just like and chief would and let me tell you, ain't no one beat her yet in our traditional war games. Best damn spear thrower in all the nations. It's not that you wouldn't have a life, you make a life whatever you decided, its the matter of having rights. I wanted rights just as much as I wanted to kick some bug ass."
Sam was next, he was a tall blonde with a soft voice. "What exactly are them bugs you all are fight'n? Seems a tad weird to be fight'n bugs for Earth."
"Ah now that one is harder to explain. I mean, here on your Earth it would seem strange to think of a place where we load up on dropships, transports, what-not to go fight alien bugs. But lemme tell ya son, they are the scariest things you can imagine. The standard warrior class Arachnid are plainly called warriors. They stand about five to six feet tall, have yellow to green zebra stips on all their four legs. Some have red or grey blade like pinches, razor sharp. Can cut a trooper in half with a quick bite. They have little intelligence but are fierce fighters. Ruthless and fast. Course those are the main front line attackers. Now what I really dislike are the Kamakazis. Aptly named to. They are flying monsters that shoot razor sharp barbs from their mouths and have just as sharp spear-like legs that can snatch a trooper up impaled. Its not pretty to watch someone falling from the sky like that....." She had to close her eyes to fight back the emotion that threatened to come up. She lost some good good friends to the Kamakazis.....damn good friends.
"Now, there are other types of bugs as well. There are the control bugs. Those little bastards attack a person, or in most cases a skinnies, brain functions rendereing their host completely under their manipulation. There are the spider class bugs. They are most like Arachnids we've seen. They shoot a tethlon tough webbing from their bodys much like a spider does when spinning a web. They are usually gathers but are known to be just like a true spider and suck their victims dry. Lets see...Armor class bugs, Plasma Bugs. They are also aptly named, they store a goo like plasma substance in their bodys and charge it up....how I really dont know. But once its charged they dispel the plasma at their targets. Powerful stuff. We got water class bugs as well called Water Tigers. Think Tiger Shark only more deadly. Long spear like legs minimal intelligance and damn near perfect stalking abilities. You DONT want to be in the same pond as them. The worst type of Bug compared to a Queen is the Brain bugs. These creatures control all mentioned bugs with an alien telepathy. It's actually quite close to human telepathy but more....cruel. Without a brain's control all the bugs would go insane killing not only whatever got in their way but also theirselves. Now the Queen is an Alpha 1 class bug. She has it all. Control, speed, armor plating, deadly claws....all the nasty's rolled into one. Though Intel isn't positive they believe there are atleast two Queens for each galaxy the bugs take over.....and Ive not even covered half the blame aliens.*"
A pregnant silence followed her explination. No doubt each were trying to imagine the horrible creatures as she described them, but it wasnt the same as living through them. The lucky stiffs didn't know how glad she was they'd never experienced them here. She shook her head and prepared for the next question.
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~~~~~~Welp there is another chapter in the story done. I know it sucks....sorry about that. Im slowly coming out of writer's block.
I've left it there for now....cause I was thinking is there any questions yall want to be asked?
Who says I dont do interaction with readers? XD~~~~~~
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1*) Whinge - complain (yeah I may butcher the aussie slang but hey Im American. Cut me some slack hmm?)
2*) This is an indian slang term, modified for girl.
3*) I've actually added and modified what a true citizen can and cant do for the purposes of this fic.
4*) To find a list of bugs, what they look like, and a short description go to: http://apesanonymous.cjb.net/ Click on Know you Foe.
Another Day In Paradise
Part 6
Classic Tinker
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It had dawned on CM earlier that this wasn't a normal place, mutants aside. Though she hadn't stepped out of the Institute since their arrival she knew that the town called Bayville was vastly different. If she could believe half of what the German blue boy was saying then this place just begged to be scouted. But also knew that it might not be possible.
None of her crew knew exactly where they were. All they knew is that they weren't on their own Earth, there were different people here called mutants cause of their specail talents, and that fighting giant alien bugs from outter space was pure science fiction. Hell they were walking comic book heros in this place. Of course she mused to herself that these very people would be considered the same on their Earth. It wasn't every day normal for a person to just appear from thin air or.......
*You know...I know these guys are mutants....but all I know is that fuzzy here can teleport. Wonder what in the world all these other people can do?* pesky had asked while her mouth slowly chewed a bite of fish. Amazingly she wasn't as hungry as she had first thought so she regalled herself to listening to everything the boy beside her was saying.
"And ve have zhis huge training room vhere we learn to hone our special skills. Zhey, the training sessions, help us learn to vork togethzer as a team. It's pretty intense sometimes." Kurt had been saying through bites of his own food.
CM chuckled but without humor, "Oh I know the place. Major and I had a run in with that danger zone."
"Vhat?!"
She noticed that his outburst drew the attention of most the table and feeling rather uncharacteristically shy she just shrugged. Course Kurt wouldn't stand for that so he asked again.
"Vhat do you mean you and Major had a run in vith the danger room?" He has since put his fork down and wasn't taking his eyes off her.
She looked across the table at Major then sneeked a glance at Xavier before turning her attention back to her new friend. "Umm...well. We kinda set it off by accident. Let me tell you that place is scarier than Hydora anyday. And you guys go in there willingly?!"
Brandon choose that moment to pipe in. "Man and I thought we were off our rockers. We barely made it out without a scratch...well...sorry Sarge."
"Bah not your fault Corparal. Don't beat yourself up over my bad judegment. "
"Yours? So when was it your idea to look for the bathroom?"
She shrugged and waved a dismissive hand. "I'm pulling rank on you there soldier. Now listen up apes, soon as you're through here double time back to the ship. I want that hold cleaned out and the invetory checked. After that we'll talk about some well deserved R&R. You get me?"
"We get you ma'am!" The four remaining troopers exclaimed in unison then quickly returned to their meal.
A glance around her told her that she, they, were still being gawked at so she did what came natural; she glared daggers at them with her steely grey eyes. That had sent most of them back to their meals but the ones that lingered she decided needed a gruffer approach.
"You got a problem?" She barked. It didn't have the desired affect, instead it caused the entire table to inturn glare at her.
~Is there a problem CM?~ Xavier's voice was calm and quiet as it drifted into her mind.
With a pent up sigh she answered, ~You ever get the feeling you're being analyzed?~
~More often then not by some. I'm terribly sorry about the way everyone is treating you and your group, but sometimes it can not be helped. You all are strangers here and everyone is just alittle unsure on how to proceed. It's very hard for some of them to accept your presence just yet~
She cast another look around the table shaking her head. ~Yeah I guess so. We didn't ask to come here, I won't lie and say we'd rather be fighting for control of Tsonie Prime, but we never asked for this. If I wanted to be gawked at like some greenhorn I'd of worn a bathingsuit to dinner. This has got to stop or I'm afraid one of us is gonna snap at these kids.~
Charles smiled lightly but knew what she said was true. He could feel the ill ease wafting off most of the students and even from her troops. It seemed Tagawa was readying a well placed punch from underneath the table, sure to be aimed at his dinnermate beside him. Pietro Maximoff. Now that would be a disastar. Though he knew that Magneto wouldn't be upset that Pietro would be hit, no Xavier guessed that the punch might not even land due to the boys superspeed, but he worried that Erik would sic his Acolytes on teh hapless asian for daring to try and take out one of his team. He had to quelch this pressure cooker before that happened.
~Possibly....it may help to speak with the students? Maybe if they knew more about your team they wouldn't be quite as~
~Hostile? Sure, sounds like a plan. But I doubt they'd want me to ruin their dinners talking about the Bug war. Might make 'em sick?~ *course I wouldnt mind that little jerk over there to start tossing his cookies.....it'd get that annoying smirk off his face.*
~I wouldn't hold that against Pietro. He....is always like that.~ This was a new voice....a female one at that.
CM growled under her breath and shot a venomus thought across the links. ~And who the hell invited you into the conversation missy?~
Jean, from her seat, sat straighter with a start. ~I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. You were projecting pretty loudly. I didn't mean to.~
~That's what gets me about psycs.....you just pop into someone's head without meaning to but still it's not right.~ After a long moment she continued. ~Look, Red right?~
~What?!~ Came Jean's startled reply.
~Please sweetheart, it wasn't hard to figure who you were. I'm a trained soldier. I noticed you jump a moment ago and pegged you as the second caller. I ain't gonna say I'm sorry and you shouldn't either. But next time it might be a good idea to keep your mouth shut unless invited. Less questions. Got it?~
Though the girl didn't answer CM watched her out of the corner of her eye as she was shot a nasty glance. She then turned her thoughts back to the Professor.
~Alright. I can talk with these 'students' of yours after their dinner. But I need to check in with my el-tee to get the final ok. If she doesn't give the go ahead I'll still talk with 'em. Cause I frankly can't stand the way some of 'em are looking at us. We ain't freaks ya know.~
~Of course you aren't. I will inform them of your talk.~
~And thanks....I appreciate your understanding and all. I really don't mean to be such a hardass but thats just what happens when you serve.~
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"Why in the blazes do we have to sit through this again, mate?!" St. John grumbled to his pal Remy as they filled into the ajoinging rec room for this 'talk' the Professor said that that jumbuck Sergeant wanted to give. He had other plans and was sure the others had as well by the whinging* going on.
Remy sighed but kept his mouth shut. He was rather interested in what these people had to say and he knew, by the looks of his employer, so did Magneto. *Remy t'ink dat Magento havin some ideas in his head 'bout des here new comers, non?*
"Come on mate, what you thinking in that head o' yours?"
"Notin' mon amme."
"Finally agreeing with me then Cajun?" Pietro's voice, full of laughter, whispered beside the two teens. "Ain'tnothingupthereandyoufinallyrealizingit! HA Priceless."
Remy took a halfhearted swing for the speedster, not wanting to hit him but just get the boy away from him.
"Alright, everyone please find a place to sit....Thank you. Sergeant Moon as agreed to talk with you about their time and answer some questions I know many of you would like to ask. She will be answering all the questions so please direct them to her only." Xavier called as the last of the students piled into the room. He knew Kurt and Kitty were happy, since CM offered her troopers to do the clean up while she had the talk, so he wasn't surprised to see their smiling faces at the front of the group. "Now, how would you like to proceed?" He turned his question to the blonde to his side.
She placed her hands on her hips looking over the group. "I think it best to start out with some questions. No since in giving some long boring lecture about who I am and where I come from. Might as well get to the meat of the matter, right?"
"As you wish. Please have a seat and we may begin." He motioned to one of the overstuffed cusion chairs the students prefered to lounge in while they were in this room. She nodded and drug the heavy thing over, sitting nearly stock center.
"Okay. I've noticed some of you...people, have been giving us the once over since we've been introduced and quite frankly I don't like being gawked at like some zoo exibit. AND I especially don't like the little titters I was hearing at the table." She glared at a pair of girls before continuting. "So, this is your chance to get some of that out in the open and ask whatever you want. Maybe we can clear up some issues we suddenly seem to be having. It's quite simple. You raise your hand and the Professor will ask you to stand up...since I ain't to sure on some of your names. Then you ask your question and I'll answer to the best of my ability. Got it?"
The all looked at her like she was stark mad but nodded their heads. Xavier gave her a reassuring smile and prompted her to start the session. One of the vary girls that she had glared at earlier immediatly raised their hand.
"Jubilation."
The girl stood up. She was a pretty little thing, couldn't be more than 105lbs, long dark hair complimented her asian features. Her voice was perky when she asked, "Ok, so what are you? I mean we know you are a Sergeant and all but I mean of what and how'd you get that rank?"
*Oh this is going to be so much fun* "Well, Jubilation? I am Sergeant in the Mobile Infintry of the S.I.C.O.N army. It's a colaberated congomerate of the entire military forces from around Earth, meaning that the whole planet is under one military. Fleet, MI, PsyOps, Shadows. It's not scattered like in the olden days of the military. More organized and unified. As to my rank....." She had to swallow a shudder before she was able to finish. "I gained my rank after my first mission. It was a field promotion but was made offical after I returned and took the required training. Now let me answer your next question that I'm sure you meant in the first place. My first mission was a disaster to everyone other than myself and two privates in my first squad. We had a knuckleheaded lieutenant that thought he'd best the enemy on their own turf. Lets just say there wasn't enough of either to object to my taking control and getting us the hell out of there. We managed to get back to a safe base about three days later and I retained my war promotion or Sergeant. Next"
The next girl Rahne stood up after she was called. "What made you join this army?"
"Right good question. But it wasn't a matter of made/want rather it was need. My biological dad as well as my adoptive father joined up and fought for their world, and unfortunatly died. Now ever since I was a chota walla*, or little girl, I've been taught that the only way to be a true citizen of the Earth is to join up and do my part in the war. True citizen have the right to vote, get certain jobs, and travel without restrictions.* All through school we were taught the importance of service and the benifits to humanity. So...it was more a need for young willing people to join and keep Earth safe."
"Wow thats gotta be rough....to be taught that like you just had to do it or you wouldn't, like, have a life. Harsh." Kitty's voice rang out.
CM shrugged slightly. "Well my mother had a life. Course she was blind so there was no place for her in S.I.C.O.N, but she was a proud Asónü priestess. She lead our tribe just like and chief would and let me tell you, ain't no one beat her yet in our traditional war games. Best damn spear thrower in all the nations. It's not that you wouldn't have a life, you make a life whatever you decided, its the matter of having rights. I wanted rights just as much as I wanted to kick some bug ass."
Sam was next, he was a tall blonde with a soft voice. "What exactly are them bugs you all are fight'n? Seems a tad weird to be fight'n bugs for Earth."
"Ah now that one is harder to explain. I mean, here on your Earth it would seem strange to think of a place where we load up on dropships, transports, what-not to go fight alien bugs. But lemme tell ya son, they are the scariest things you can imagine. The standard warrior class Arachnid are plainly called warriors. They stand about five to six feet tall, have yellow to green zebra stips on all their four legs. Some have red or grey blade like pinches, razor sharp. Can cut a trooper in half with a quick bite. They have little intelligence but are fierce fighters. Ruthless and fast. Course those are the main front line attackers. Now what I really dislike are the Kamakazis. Aptly named to. They are flying monsters that shoot razor sharp barbs from their mouths and have just as sharp spear-like legs that can snatch a trooper up impaled. Its not pretty to watch someone falling from the sky like that....." She had to close her eyes to fight back the emotion that threatened to come up. She lost some good good friends to the Kamakazis.....damn good friends.
"Now, there are other types of bugs as well. There are the control bugs. Those little bastards attack a person, or in most cases a skinnies, brain functions rendereing their host completely under their manipulation. There are the spider class bugs. They are most like Arachnids we've seen. They shoot a tethlon tough webbing from their bodys much like a spider does when spinning a web. They are usually gathers but are known to be just like a true spider and suck their victims dry. Lets see...Armor class bugs, Plasma Bugs. They are also aptly named, they store a goo like plasma substance in their bodys and charge it up....how I really dont know. But once its charged they dispel the plasma at their targets. Powerful stuff. We got water class bugs as well called Water Tigers. Think Tiger Shark only more deadly. Long spear like legs minimal intelligance and damn near perfect stalking abilities. You DONT want to be in the same pond as them. The worst type of Bug compared to a Queen is the Brain bugs. These creatures control all mentioned bugs with an alien telepathy. It's actually quite close to human telepathy but more....cruel. Without a brain's control all the bugs would go insane killing not only whatever got in their way but also theirselves. Now the Queen is an Alpha 1 class bug. She has it all. Control, speed, armor plating, deadly claws....all the nasty's rolled into one. Though Intel isn't positive they believe there are atleast two Queens for each galaxy the bugs take over.....and Ive not even covered half the blame aliens.*"
A pregnant silence followed her explination. No doubt each were trying to imagine the horrible creatures as she described them, but it wasnt the same as living through them. The lucky stiffs didn't know how glad she was they'd never experienced them here. She shook her head and prepared for the next question.
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~~~~~~Welp there is another chapter in the story done. I know it sucks....sorry about that. Im slowly coming out of writer's block.
I've left it there for now....cause I was thinking is there any questions yall want to be asked?
Who says I dont do interaction with readers? XD~~~~~~
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1*) Whinge - complain (yeah I may butcher the aussie slang but hey Im American. Cut me some slack hmm?)
2*) This is an indian slang term, modified for girl.
3*) I've actually added and modified what a true citizen can and cant do for the purposes of this fic.
4*) To find a list of bugs, what they look like, and a short description go to: http://apesanonymous.cjb.net/ Click on Know you Foe.