I don't like eminem, just for the record. This line from one of his songs just seemed to fit the chapter well. Any who on with the show, I hadn't intended on putting any more chapters on for a while but chapter 8 was taking so long that I thought I ought to make sure that all you readers out there didn't think I had forgotten about this.
So yeah here is chapter 7, I didn't decide to go with the blood and gore in the end, oh and yes I do know that the grammar for chapters 3 and 6 are messed up ill get onto that just as soon as I find the files for them. I really don't want to have to type them up again. And one last thing, chapter 9 may take a while seeing as I need to check some facts on the game, which may take a while because my AS exams start in under 4 weeks. Another reason why the next chapters may take a while.
Jonny 5
Chapter 7: Guess who's back, Back againGonzales looked back at the rapidly shrinking dock and the madly waving Brabham and Pedro. He thought the first obvious place to look was the place where the battle took place. There ought to be some form of evidence at Gillsts fate, no evidence meant that he had fallen into the lower sky; a charred reef meant that he had limped away.
Gonzales raft was significantly faster than the collection of mould he called a ship. This meant that it only took a couple of days to get to the site. Gonzales considered this time well spent as he took the opportunity to update and append his journal. He had ignored it for a couple of weeks now since the attack and subsequent repairs had taken up a significant portion of his time.
At last he reached his destination the stone reef had thickened up and had a lot of the significant land marks that despite the change of lighting made this place unmistakeably the place the battle had taken place. It didn't take much looking before Gonzales had his answer to Gillsts fate. A large rock quite low down and quite at the same place as the rest of the reef had an unmistakeable sign of recent activity. A portion of it was black with ashes, as expected from a blast of pyres. A deep scar had been dug from an impact of something large and ship shaped. Once he had landed it definitely the place Gillst had landed after the battle, the Red Avengers flag (Gillsts own pirate sect) had been discarded, as were many other hallmarks of Red Avenger activity. They liked to mark their property and, for want a better word, sacred sites much like a dog would, except they liked to use blood not urine. What kind of blood wasn't known but it almost certainly the blood of a pig they had to eat last night.
Many parts of a large engine were strewn about the rock in an apparently random fashion. If Brabham were there he would have said that there was almost enough to make an entirely new engine, if he were there. Most looked twisted and warped but not from heat, from sheer brute force. This seemed to suggest that since there was a distinct lack of the rest of the ship that they had simply replaced the old engine with a new one. Made sense thinking about it, it's a heck of a lot easier to simply replace an engine than figure out what was wrong with the old one. Provided you had the money to do so.
There was a thud as something heavy landed behind Gonzales. This message barely had time to register with Gonzales when something hit him in the small of his back. Gonzales' pirate reactions kicked in to action and he went into a roll and drew his cutlass. He saw his foe for the first time.
It was a black lion like animal but with much less mane and a beak. It also had two large looking wings folded up at its sides. It had a strange uneven look about it one eye was higher than the other and the beak was slightly lopsided. Kind of like what you would get if you stuck your hand down a taxidermists sink threw what you pulled out at a lion and stuck a couple of wings on. It also looked familiar somehow, and the kind of angry that was naturally angry.
Gonzales ran at it, jumped and brought his cutlass down to where its back is… was. It rolled and kicked out at Gonzales with a paw that was larger than his head. The blow had a lot of weight about it and it sent Gonzales sliding, towards the edge. He wobbled as his feet ran stopped millimetres before they would have slipped off the edge for sure. It bounded towards him with the obvious intent of knocking Gonzales off. Gonzales jumped, flipped in the air and sliced at the beasts back and landed neatly on its feet just as it stumbled and fell off the edge.
"Hah not so tough now are ya'?"
He was about to turn back to his raft to continue his search when it appeared flapping its wings rising up from below the rocks edge.
"Damn"
It dove at him before Gonzales could react and sunk its claws into his shoulders. Gonzales struggled to keep the snapping beak away from his face. Boy did it smell bad. He brought his foot up to what he hoped was a sensitive area. The beast yelped like a Chihuahua and despite being heavy moved a couple of meters from the force of the hit. It shook the pain off in a second and turned to face Gonzales. For an animal that was naturally angry it sure seemed really pissed off. Gonzales ran at it and slid under its belly, slicing its leg joints as he did so.
The beast roared in pain and limped towards the edge whilst unfurling its wings.
"Oh no you don't" said Gonzales who ran to his life raft to fly after it
It was surprisingly quick for a wounded animal and was only slightly slower than Gonzales' raft.
"Hey blacky, your ass is mine, and you know what I gonna do with it? I'm making a brand new bag." Taunted Gonzales.
After a while the small boat finally caught up to the beast and Gonzales pulled up along side it. Gonzales tried to hack at it with his cutlass but the animal managed to dodge every attempt to wound it further. Air certainly seemed to be its element.
It managed to increase its speed and dove towards lower sky. Gonzales followed it into the nearby reef and began to follow it inside of the boulders. He wove in and out dodging each rock at break neck speeds. The small raft began to complain as he forced it to move at increasing velocities.
Then Gonzales realised something was wrong. The boulders up head were beginning to become smaller, breaking into more and more fragments. Gonzales pulled up as hard as he could just managing to dodge the flight paths of several cannon balls. As he managed to pull out of the reef it was obvious who the attacker was. A fleet of ships were just outside of the reef all shooting at him. All of them bore the flag of Gillst, the Red Reaper, Gillsts own pirate sect much like the black pirates and blue rogues. The lead ship was obviously Gillsts; someone that maniacal wouldn't let a mere subordinate take charge of a ship with that many cannons.
Another round of shells were fired, Gonzales managed to avoid the blast but the shockwave was another story. It tore through the rafts engines and knocked Gonzales over. He banged his head pretty badly but managed to keep conscious. The engine started to splutter and smoke and Gonzales did all he could to keep it under control. He steered towards the boulder where the battle with the beast took place. He could use some of the parts there to make the necessary repairs.
Gonzales just saw the boulder come into sight before he finally lost consciousness. As he fell he saw Gillsts fleet sailing towards Nasr. Gonzales didn't need to be a master ship builder to know that they were heading to Geriva. He had to warn the others, but before that a little nap wouldn't hurt.
That's all for now folks. This chapter was originally a lot longer but it was taking too long to type up so the next chapter shouldn't be too long before that ones up. The one after that it already on the way but as I already said, I have exams on the way so it may take a while.
I hope you enjoyed this and are looking forward to the next instalment of… THE ADVENTURES OF GONZALES AND PEDRO
Jonny 5