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A Very Lost Nod GI. Chapter 2-Bumpy Landing
Posted By: MidnightBlueElite<papadouDJH@netscape.net>
Date: 14 May 2004, 1:25 AM
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RAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIE! Screeched the wormhole again. "What the hell?" James questioned as he fell from the hole. He grunts as he hits the ground. "Ow." He picks himself up and walks forward, spotting a strange bridge in front of him and a strange aircraft behind, the craft surrounded by first aids and blood.
"Where is this place?" he asks himself as he crosses the bridge.
"What was that?" cries a high-pitched voice.
"Wort whart?" Comes a deeper voice.
"I thought i heard something-there!"
"Oo bow do me!"
"Oh shit, a welcoming committee." He whispers and ducks behind a tree, now on the other side of the bridge.
"It came from here, here Ongaa'r!" Cries the grunt, jogging past the tree. *Hethitt*! James' fang-tipped frog-like tongue lunges out and stabs the fin of the Grunt, ripping it back to the tree where he pulls off its head.
"Banjar? Banjar go sez moe?" The Elite calls for his fallen comrade.
"Looking for someone?" James pounces on the Elite and they tumble into the creek that becomes a waterfall downhill, and pulls the Elites gun away. Claws emerge from James' gloves and he rips at the Elite, breaking his shield. He kicks the Elite into the air and when he falls back down punches him so hard he flies into a tree, branch piercing his arm.
"Arrrrieee!" It cries in pain.
James takes a drop of the aliens blood as a tray appears coming out of his chest. Hes put the blood on the tray, which then retracts.
"DNA ANALYSIS CONFIRMED, SPECIES:NOT RECORDED, LOCATION: NOT RECORDED, NO OTHER INFORMATION AVAILABLE, PREPARED TO TRANSLATE."
"Where am I?" James yells
"Damn you, alien pig!" The Elite retorts as he spits on the ground. James pushes him up higher, the brach tearing in deeper.
"Aagh! Ok Ok. This place, the place you stand on, is the Sacred Ring. It is one of the most important symbols in our religion, and it has vast power and wisdom to those who know where they may find it. Many times the Human Scum have called it: Hollow. I know not what it means, but they speak of it all the time as if it is a weapon of destruction, opposite of what it is in our rel-"
"Enough. I thank you for your assistance, and my meal."
"Meal what mea-" But Ongaa'r never finished, for James Jesame Pyrox had shot his large tongue into the Elites neck, and from there proceeded to snake it down his throat and into his gut, where he ate him from the inside out.
"I think i shall enjoy my short stay."
He walks up the hill, and when at the peak continues to proceed down, as most people do when scaling such a hill. On the other side he spotted a large building one which continuosly shot out a large blue beam.
"Strange." He says. He continues past the Building, where he finds another crashed vehicle, one like the other before. He decides to go explore inside, once again there is much blood splattered every where. He goes to the cockpit, and tries to reboot the systems. After many failed attempts, it works, and he finds the vehicles name is a Pelican, however the Pelican had no way of flying again, and was therefore of no use to him.
He walks out side and sits at the edge of the Pelican. After some thinking, he notices a glare next to him, apparently not made by something in the craft. He engages his wings and his jets start up. He follows the light and while flying thinks "Why didnt I think of this before? It would have saved a lot of time..."
"FUEL TANK EMPTY" his suit replies as if to his query.
"Oh yes, well then that answers that." He says as he starts to fall. "This could hurt." He says and then lands perfectly on his feet. "If not for the genes in me from Tiberian MoonPanther." He purrs and licks himself. He catches him self and quickly yaps "Uh, yes, thats enough of that. Its silly, just silly." He then sees the object which created the glare. A Warthog! Of course, he didn't know it by its real name, he simply said "And yet another transport vehicle...oh wait...is there any other kind of vehicle...anyways." And got in the Warthog, just now noticing he was standing on nothingness. "Sweet, im at the top of the level!"
"Damn Hack3r." Echoes a voice as a sniper rifle is heard and James dies. The end.
But seriously, he was at the top of the level so he rode of and lands perfectly, from there he rides into a valley with a bridge above it. Turning right he enters a cave.
"And so my journey continues."
Join us next time for A Very Lost Nod GI Chapter-3 A Grunt No More
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