The enormous weapon that Hal now carried felt cumbersome and unwieldy. He shouldn't even be using it. It was designed for left-handed people. He grumbled. Bissu should've kept this thing. He couldn't see a thing in the total darkness. But he could feel. He could feel faint pulses coming from Umbra. They bounced off the walls and everything. But Hal could understand them. He knew what they meant, which was weird, because he had never felt or heard anything like them in his life. Bissu edged forward, carefully, before disappearing round the corner. Hal followed. And, all of a sudden, he could see. There was a very faint light. He had to squint, but there was light. He stepped towards it and was blinded by its intensity. Hal almost dropped the gattling gun shielding his eyes from the blast.
Then it dimmed to a normal sort of ambience. He strode up a few steps to join the others.
"What was that?"
Cole didn't answer. His fists were clenched and his eyes narrow. He glared at a coyote sprinting towards them.
"Hey, Cole." He said quickly. "Hey Bissu, Umbra, Coo..." He stopped at Hal, who was looking him up and down. He wore lighter armour than Cole, but it was still enough to stop most attacks. On his forehead was a golden tattoo. It looked as if someone had carved through his flesh, and then poured molten metal into the wound. "Who's this? New kid?"
"Fenris... What are you doing here?"
Fenris smirked. "Didn't you get the message? I've been promoted."
"To... First Prime? That explains the tattoo." Bissu pointed her guns at his head.
"No-one sees the boss without the password. Do you know the password?"
"How about..." Coo looked thoughtful "Let me through and I won't slice your head off." He raised his halberd.
"You're persistent, aren't you." He chuckled. "Fine, I'll let you through this time. I've got important stuff to do." A slight breeze picked up, which was odd because they were inside. It looked as if Fenris just turned into a fog, and drifted away on the wind.
The throne room was very large. It was almost completely circular. At the far end, shadowed and seated, was the boss. The squad lined up and knelt.
"My lord, we have come before you to request..." Coo stopped. "What is it we want?" He whispered to Bissu.
"We received a transmission, but we did not receive all of it. What is your command?"
His armour clanked as he sat up to look at them. His eyes glowed. But instead of being red, these glowed black. It was as if all of the light was being sucked in by the very essence of evil.
"What is your command?" Bissu repeated.
He stared at them for a while. "..." His gaze drifted to the end of the line. Hal could feel the demonic eyes boring into him. Suddenly, he felt himself being lifted off his feet. The boss looked him up and down before dropping him again. "Puyo..."
Back at their quarters, the squad relaxed.
"Well, I thought that was a total bust..." Muttered Umbra.
"Are you sure?" Called Coo from a corner.
"Yeah, I'm sure. All I heard was "Puyo". I don't even know what the heck that means!"
"You need to open your mind. Not everything has a clear meaning."
Umbra rolled his eyes.
