Chapter 4
"Oy who's dat?"
"It's Zagnutt so open up Kogtoof ya git!"
The Slit closed and there was the unmistakable sound of a bolt being slid across and the door was opened. Stood in the doorway was a surly looking Ork with a welding mask on his head and a wrench in one hand.
Kogtoof looked up at the towering form of the Hulk and smiled. "Well Zagnutt? Has someone got a friend ay? Whats all dis then?" Zagnutt smiled "He needs ta get some plate." Kogtoof frowned "An why are you elping im den?"
"Dat's none o' your business. Weve got teef."
Kogtoof grined widely."Well come right on in den."
The shack was filled to the roof with bits and bobs, trukk batteries, metal plates, weaponry and even what looked like surgery tools. Zagnut showed kogtoof the teeth he had extracted from the other Orks jaw. "What will dis get us?" Zagnut inquired. "Well for dat I could make him up a nice set o' armour or a good shoota." Offered Kogtoof. Zagnutt looked at the Hulk and then grinned back at Kogtoof. "We'll take da armour."
Zagnutt took a step back to admire his handy work. Before him stood a something maginificent a beast to stupid to question and smart enough to obey. He loved how the sun shone off his pets new battle armour. He had figured out that he didn't have to be big or technically proficient to survive in this tribe. He had everything he needed right here. Now was the moment of truth, to see if his plan work or fall flat on it's face.
"Alright den, eres what ya gota do kay. Go in dere, an fight! Gotsit?" The Hulk smiled "Hulk smash!?" Zagnutt laughed, "sure Hulk smash!" The hulk raced into the arena and looked around excitedly like a dog looking for a playmate. At the other end of the arena a gate opened and a large ork covered in war paint came through. He had his head cocked to one side and his left eye was twitching insasiably. In one hand he was carrying a large buzzsaw. Before he had time to use it however a large shadow decended apon him, and his brains were smeared across the dirt. The Hulk, now sat in a puddle or gore, looked rather disappointed he expected more of a play. "Humph, puny greenskin." However to his pleasure, a parade of squigs now streamed at him from all for gates. They did not last long however. As squigs flew in all directions the Hulk cried with pleasure.
High up in the stands the great Warboss Skullstompa watched with amusement and frustration. "He's a tough one, big to." He muttered. "Almost bigger than you." There was a gunshot and the lowly headless Grot went limp. "I agree." Laughed the Warboss. "Release the Squigoth.