Disclaimer: I do not own Replicators, Burt Gummer, or any other Stargate Sg-1 and Tremors: the Series characters or devices. I do not own Aximilli Esgarrouth Isthill. Does anyone know what happened to the junkyard in the 3rd movie? Is it still there?
"Hey Burt, where you going?" asked Tyler Reed, who had just followed Burt out of the store.
"I'm going to check out that plane crash. If the military is interested in that plane and doesn't want us near it, then that means it has a secret in it.
"Come on Burt, aren't you being a little paranoid?"
"Being paranoid is what's kept me alive through multiple graboid attacks. I'm going to check out that plane."
"Then I might as well go with you."
A few minutes later, Tyler and Burt were at the place Burt had seen the crash earlier.
"Where's the plane?" asked Tyler, for there was now only a large crater, and scrapes of fabric scattered around.
"It disappeared!" Exclaimed Burt "I don't get it! It was right here a few hours ago! Wait, are those tracks?" Burt looked at a line of mysterious indentations in the ground.
"Looks like it. They go a long way," replied Tyler.
"They're our only lead right now. Let's follow them"
Rosalyta (Sorry, I can't spell) was driving to her ranch, not far from town. She stopped near one of the fenced areas that had held her cattle before she left. The cattle were missing from the pen, as was the barbed wiring that had once been looped through the now bare fenceposts. On closer inspection, she found acid burns on the wood.
"Oh great," she said sarcastically. She turned back to her car and saw a large number of mechanical bugs crawling around it. Some had started eating through the outer casing. One had already completely devoured a hubcap. "Shit!" She yelled. Fortunately, this was a rare occasion that she had her walkie-talkie.
"Uh, hello, is anyone there. Over," she said.
"Rosalyta, this is Burt, I read you. Over," crackled the radio.
"Burt, there are giant mechanical bugs eating my car! Do you know anything about that?!" Scream whispered Rosalyta. The scene changes to Burt, driving his vehicle with Tyler. They were following the mysterious tracks. "There was a plane crash last night, the plane disappeared and strange footprints were leading from it.
"Plane Crash? I thought you were trying out a new gun," sounded over the radio. Burt sighed and looked at Tyler, who shrugged.
"We'll be right over. Where are you?"
"I'm by my cattle pen. And hurry, I'm not sure my insurance covers this."
Burt arrived a few minutes later.
"Don't just sit there, do something!" cried Rosalyta. BOOM BOOM BOOM. Burt and shot at the replicators, scattering their pieces. However, the shots also scattered some pieces of the car. The replicators started to reassemble themselves. BOOM BOOM BOOM. This time, the replicators didn't reassemble.
"YOU'RE BLOWING HOLES IN MY CAR!!" screeched Rosalyta.
"You told me to do something!" Just then, some of the replicators stopped eating Rosalyta's car and started toward Tyler and Burt.
"They don't look happy," stated Tyler.
"Well they're gonna get less happy," replied Burt. BOOM BOOM BOOM. More gunshots. The replicators completely stopped eating the car and now advanced towards Burt and Tyler.
"Rosalyta, get out of here!" Burt commanded.
"No duh," said Rosalyta as she started her car. She drove away as fast as she could and Burt and Tyler followed suit. The replicators had suffered losses, but there were still plenty left.
Burt and Tyler were driving toward "HQ" as Burt called it.
"We're going to need some better guns," remarked Tyler
"Fully Automatic would be best, with lots of ammo. Another thing we should do is take these our to the lab," said Burt, indicating a few replicator bricks. "I should also find away to defend my bunker against them. The electrification might overload them, but it might also just give them more power. We need more information. Tyler, after we get to my place, we should get some automatic weapons and then visit the lab,"
"Then let's do that," replied Tyler.
"Hey Burt, where you going?" asked Tyler Reed, who had just followed Burt out of the store.
"I'm going to check out that plane crash. If the military is interested in that plane and doesn't want us near it, then that means it has a secret in it.
"Come on Burt, aren't you being a little paranoid?"
"Being paranoid is what's kept me alive through multiple graboid attacks. I'm going to check out that plane."
"Then I might as well go with you."
A few minutes later, Tyler and Burt were at the place Burt had seen the crash earlier.
"Where's the plane?" asked Tyler, for there was now only a large crater, and scrapes of fabric scattered around.
"It disappeared!" Exclaimed Burt "I don't get it! It was right here a few hours ago! Wait, are those tracks?" Burt looked at a line of mysterious indentations in the ground.
"Looks like it. They go a long way," replied Tyler.
"They're our only lead right now. Let's follow them"
Rosalyta (Sorry, I can't spell) was driving to her ranch, not far from town. She stopped near one of the fenced areas that had held her cattle before she left. The cattle were missing from the pen, as was the barbed wiring that had once been looped through the now bare fenceposts. On closer inspection, she found acid burns on the wood.
"Oh great," she said sarcastically. She turned back to her car and saw a large number of mechanical bugs crawling around it. Some had started eating through the outer casing. One had already completely devoured a hubcap. "Shit!" She yelled. Fortunately, this was a rare occasion that she had her walkie-talkie.
"Uh, hello, is anyone there. Over," she said.
"Rosalyta, this is Burt, I read you. Over," crackled the radio.
"Burt, there are giant mechanical bugs eating my car! Do you know anything about that?!" Scream whispered Rosalyta. The scene changes to Burt, driving his vehicle with Tyler. They were following the mysterious tracks. "There was a plane crash last night, the plane disappeared and strange footprints were leading from it.
"Plane Crash? I thought you were trying out a new gun," sounded over the radio. Burt sighed and looked at Tyler, who shrugged.
"We'll be right over. Where are you?"
"I'm by my cattle pen. And hurry, I'm not sure my insurance covers this."
Burt arrived a few minutes later.
"Don't just sit there, do something!" cried Rosalyta. BOOM BOOM BOOM. Burt and shot at the replicators, scattering their pieces. However, the shots also scattered some pieces of the car. The replicators started to reassemble themselves. BOOM BOOM BOOM. This time, the replicators didn't reassemble.
"YOU'RE BLOWING HOLES IN MY CAR!!" screeched Rosalyta.
"You told me to do something!" Just then, some of the replicators stopped eating Rosalyta's car and started toward Tyler and Burt.
"They don't look happy," stated Tyler.
"Well they're gonna get less happy," replied Burt. BOOM BOOM BOOM. More gunshots. The replicators completely stopped eating the car and now advanced towards Burt and Tyler.
"Rosalyta, get out of here!" Burt commanded.
"No duh," said Rosalyta as she started her car. She drove away as fast as she could and Burt and Tyler followed suit. The replicators had suffered losses, but there were still plenty left.
Burt and Tyler were driving toward "HQ" as Burt called it.
"We're going to need some better guns," remarked Tyler
"Fully Automatic would be best, with lots of ammo. Another thing we should do is take these our to the lab," said Burt, indicating a few replicator bricks. "I should also find away to defend my bunker against them. The electrification might overload them, but it might also just give them more power. We need more information. Tyler, after we get to my place, we should get some automatic weapons and then visit the lab,"
"Then let's do that," replied Tyler.