My lonely road Ch.6: Lost
The pirate stood over him, like a towering battleship, bristling with weapons, ready to deliver the final blow, and waiting. Exeter stood as till as possible, doing his best to be as still as a statue.
Somehow, it worked. As if by instinct (or the stupidity of the pirate), it seemed it had lost interest in Exeter for it started toward the ship, stamping on bodies along the way. It smashed the corpses, as if to make sure they were truly dead.
The pirate smashed the last body, that of Triplett and swiveled toward the ship. It revealed a long, deadly plasma artillery cannon and slowly began to charge it. Once the energy turned a crimson turquoise, it let out a devastating blast of super charged plasma.
It blew holes throughout the ship, causing irreparable damage. One of the wings was blown apart, falling into the seemingly endless pit below. The space pirate roared in triumph, beating his chest like an oversized gorilla.
Exeter was shocked at the sheer amount of collateral damage this giant had caused. Then there, on Aether, there an emotion grew inside Exeter. One that he had never experienced before in his life.
Exeter was thrown into a terrible rage, wanting nothing more than to kill the abomination. As the rage bloomed like a blood rose in his chest, he pulled out his beam sword and leapt forward to meet the giant, his battle cry sending chills through the beast.
He stabbed the energized blade into the pirates shoulder, causing it to scream in pain, and vainly to get Exeter off. Exeter than proceeded to sprint toward its right arm, which was flinging around out of control, attempting to hit him at all costs.
Exeter then pulled on it with all his might, until there was a violent SNAP. Its arm was ripped of, and the giant cried in agony. The enraged pirate then swung its menacing power scythe toward Exeter.
He blocked it with a mere motion of his hand, and smashed it with his other fist, sending large fragments in all directions. The hilt was still vibrating from that powerful blow, and it wiggled out of the pirates grasp, rattling on the floor.
The giant was now surprised; it had not expected such resistance and such power from one human. It then pointed its plasma cannon at him, trying to get a shot in. Exeter shattered it and slashed through the giant's left leg, causing it to collapse.
Exeter hit it with several fists, before delivering the final blow. He then leapt and sunk the entire beam into the Space pirate's heart. It eyes opened in shock, and it let out a roar of surrender before slumping down, and then dying.
The turquoise fluid exploded, sending it everywhere, and splattering on Exeter's silver armor. No sooner did he drop to his knees; he felt dead tired, and shut his eyes
Exeter began to stir, as the pain in his chest became strong and vivid. He sat up, wincing from the sheer amount of pain that was stacked on him. His vision was sill groggy, blurred like a drunken man.
Exeter lifted his arm, and felt thick ooze on him, with a light turquoise color to it. It took him several minutes to recall on his thoughts and memories. He had been discovered by scouts, and had to fight off several waves of space pirates and then an even bigger one.
But what had happened to it? He had done battle with it, but could not remember the entire fight. As his vision steadied, it all became clear what had happened to that giant. Everywhere Exeter looked, there was blue ooze everywhere.
Next to his feet lay a gigantic mutilated body, still gushing out body fluids. Its eyes were wide open, as if from shock; numerous weapons were utterly destroyed, including the artillery cannon and the power scythe, which was lay shattered like glass. Exeter could not exactly remember how he had managed to kill this pirate; he had been on the verge of defeat.
What had happened there, in that battle was merely a vague memory now, to difficult to fully recall. Exeter slowly stood up, not wanting to injure himself and limped aboard the ship. There was little damage to the interior of the Tyr except for some holes.
Exeter had a nagging suspicion that another team of space pirates had boarded earlier, for some of his gear was missing. Thankfully, they had not penetrated the storage area, since its doors were still intact to Exeter's relief.
He entered inside and took another, larger dose of penicillin morphine. Exeter waited until the effects wore off before returning to the cockpit to retrieve the rest of his gear. It would not be safe to stay here anymore.
The space pirates knew of his location, and would no doubt come back. As he maneuvered through the slimy ooze, he noticed the beam sword. Exeter had forgotten about it and went to pick it up. As he examined it, he realized that the blue substance on his armor was gone, as if by magic.
Exeter could not ponder long, as he needed to move quickly; he could hear the faint whine of an engine.Exeter ran through the cavern located conveniently next to his ship, and headed toward an unknown destination.