AN: Well, here it is: last chapter. Sorry if it seems rushed. I'm eager to start on the sequel.
Epilogue
The next day, the MEGAS group was in the junkyard, preparing to run MEGAS through its paces.
"This place almost reminds me of the old Tonhoj Ruins on Sheegrath." Kit noted. "My friends and I used to play there all the time." The Tygrin's thoughts were interrupted when Goat appeared, pushing a large crate.
"Hey, Goat!" Coop waved. "Someone for you to meet here."
"Later, man." Goat grunted, obviously using every ounce of strength in trying to push the heavy crate. "Gotta get this thing over to the tire pile over there." Without blinking an eye, Kit walked over, and effortlessly shoved the crate toward the tire pile with one hand. The crate slid along the ground with ease, and stopped in front of the tire pile.
"WOAH!" Goat's jaw dropped.
"Anything else you want help with?" Kit asked.
"Goat, meet Kit." Jamie grinned.
"Gladly!" Goat replied, staring at the Alien female. "Perhaps you could help me with the barrels over there?"
"Of course." Kit walked off toward the barrels, with Goat following her.
"Uh, perhaps we should warn Kit about Goat." Kiva began, eying the man warily. "She might not be prepared for…" The sound of Goat shouting in pain interrupted Kiva. The trio looked over to see Goat clutching his midriff, where three parallel slashes could be seen. Kit was glaring a Goat in shock, her clawed hand in his face.
"Try that again, sir," Kit warned, "and next time, I WILL go lower."
"Then again," Kiva chuckled as Coop went over to help Goat, and Jamie looked a Kit in mingled surprise and admiration, "perhaps Kit CAN handle him after all."
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