Ruf: Yargh I'm updating quick, ha-ha summer school gives me inspiration. Actually I just get bored and start writing and it turns into this.

Daxter: Ha-ha, magic fingers

Chapter 3

The First Strike

So Scrap and I were inseparable. For the next 4 years we were like family at each other's homes. I could walk in without even knocking and he did the same at my house.

We had tons of little adventures and things; we played Renegade together all the time. With 2 kids we won every game.

We were the best of friends, but as we grew older I began to think maybe I wanted more. I began to see how handsome he was becoming. At age 11 I knew that I positively liked him.

He was a year older than me and we had both started growing out of games like Renegade. We started spending our time together differently.

He had gotten a blue one-seater zoomer for his 12th birthday and he was amazing at driving it. (Haven kids learn to drive and junk younger)

"I'm gonna be the greatest racer this city's ever seen!" he would always brag. He always drove us down to the port and we'd watch the sunset over the city wall.

But this story isn't so much about my relationship with Scrap as it is about the end of our relationship.

It was a nice evening, one where dad was home and would be home for the weekend.

"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran to hug him.

"Hey hon." he said as he took off his helmet, "I've got a present for you when I get my armor off"

"What is it?" When dad came home I felt like I was 5 again, an innocent daddy's girl.

"You can wait a few minutes" he said with a smile as he walked back to his and mum's room. About 5 minutes later he emerged with a wife beater and a pair of dark blue pants on, barefoot.

He sat down on the couch in the living room and relaxed. I came and sat next to him. "So what'd you get me daddy?"

He let out a sigh, "Now you're getting older and starting to roam the rest of the city, I want you to be safe so I got you this." He pulled out a knife handle and flipped a switch one the side. A foot long blade of concentrated red eco came out of the top end. He flipped the switch back and the blade shut off.

"I want you to use this to protect yourself out and about the city." He handed me the eco knife and I held it in my hand as if it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. I flipped the blade on and made a few cutting and stabbing motions. "Whoa, be careful sugar, it's not a toy."

I turned the blade off and put it in an armband I wore on my left bicep. "I know daddy, thank you so much daddy."

"You're welcome hunny."

It was later that night, after dinner. We were watching TV together, as a family. Every now and then I'd take out my new eco dagger and practice cut moves with it.

Nothing was out of the ordinary when all of a sudden we heard and enormous explosion outside. I ran to the door and looked out to see an entire section of the city wall demolished and metal heads were storming the city. Krimzon zoomers and Krimzon guards were swarming to the area to push them back. I yelled and ran inside, "Daddy! Daddy! A big part of the city wall's blown up and we're being invaded by metal heads!"

He got up and ran to get his armor and guns. He didn't have time to get all his armor on so he just put on the boots, arm and shoulder guards, and his helmet. He carried his rifle and had a red eco pistol holstered on his right boot and the left side of his belt.

"Taryn! Take your mother and get to a safe place as fast as you can!" he yelled at me as he ran out and jumped on his one-seater Krimzon zoomer and headed into battle.

I nodded and started to run out with mom but I stopped. I ran to my room quickly and lifted up my mattress revealing a yellow eco pistol, much more accurate than a red eco pistol. I had stolen it once in a game of Renegade with Scrap. I put it in the right side of my belt and ran out to go with mom. I got just outside and I almost threw up at what I saw.

My mother's screams filled the evening air although they were nearly drowned out by the loud screaming and other sounds of battle. There were 2 ape-like metal heads eating my mother alive. One was trying to tear off her leg and the other had his face buried in her belly. It raised its head and looked at me, intestines hanging from its jaws. She was already missing a hand and there was blood coming from her nose and mouth.

I couldn't move I couldn't make a sound. The metal head that had turned its attention to me took a step forward and roared, dropping my mother's guts. I snapped out of my trance and drew the pistol I had at my hip.

Tears streaming down my face I fired a shot at the beast's exposed throat, it roared in pain and I continued to shoot at it. But in my rage I didn't notice that it was still advancing on me. It pounced and knocked my pistol away. I was done for; I'd end up like my mother. But then I remembered my new eco blade. I quickly got it from my armband, the metal head jumped at me to try and pin me down. I turned on the blade and shoved the eco into its already damaged throat. Blood laced with dark eco sprayed into my face, I closed my eyes and mouth instinctively. It fell onto me and squirmed a bit before falling limp.

I pushed it off me looked to see the other metal head staring me down. He began to charge at me. Before it got to me I jumped higher than I ever thought possible and landed of its back. I held onto a section of a column of metal that seemed to protect its spinal cord. I stabbed my eco blade deep into the beast's side. More blood poured out onto my gloved hand. It screeched in pain and after bucking a bit it slowed and then fell to the ground.

I got up and saw my mum, lying dead. Tears streamed down my face. I stepped to go pick up my pistol and put it in my belt. I was devastated; the only thing I could think to do was run. I ran, without even really thinking straight to Scrap's house.

I ran until I was about ready to pass out. I got to Scrap's house and opened to door. I collapsed onto their couch. His mom must've heard me because she ran in with a worried look on her face. I looked up to her, "Where's Scrap?"

"He went out to look for you to see if you were ok, he was so worried he didn't even take his zoomer. Take it and go find him, please."

I got up from the couch leaving sparking purple blood from the metal heads on the fabric. I ran out and jumped onto his zoomer, found the ignition and sped off. I headed towards the wreckage of the wall where there was a huge battle between the guards and the metal heads. I saw my dad fighting off 4 huge metal heads that each had a blaster and four spider-like legs. I lowered the zoomer and rammed into the bigger one. I knocked it off balance and pounced onto it from the zoomer.

Bringing out my blade I latched onto its back before sending my blade into an eye. A screech of pain erupted from its mouth. My dad turned to see me on the back of the great beast.

"TARYN! GET OUT OF HERE!" he yelled but I didn't listen I hung on for my life and pulled out the dagger before jabbing it into the back of the monster's neck. It jerked and I fell to the ground, landing on my feet. It stopped moving and fell to the ground as a pool of blood collected under its neck. I pulled out my blade and returned it to my arm.

My head turned to my father. My eyes swelled and began to water at the sight before me…

Ruf: OOOOO suspenseful!

Daxter: you're just gonna update again in like 2 days, what's the big deal?

Ruf: it leaves the readers wanting more… I hope O.O