[Jacob]

*Setting: The control room seemed to hum gently and the circular apparatus which held the mid-section of lights shined brightly, computers were switched on and showing random areas of the Airship. On one screen there was a blue-print of the Airship with red circles around specific areas, indicating damage. The Vykker looked at the screen and sighed gently, shaking its head. Sasha was wandering around the large room, looking around, trying to see if there was any way out aside from the way they came. Hoping, praying that there would be, but she could see none. Banging and clanking came from behind the door, dents became apparant in its metal work and Sasha glanced over at the Vykker.*

Sasha: "What do we do now??"

The Vykker smiled and tapped on a keyboard with its third claw.

Vykker: "We wait for it to find some more prey..."

Growling uncomfortably she stepped over to the Scientist and looked over its shoulder. It was watching part of the Airship from a CCTV camera, watching K-Jal...

Vykker: "I see you took my advice. Heh."

She never responded, but instead just stared at the screen in shock. She expected K-Jal to be dead, she had trapped him with the Jockle and heard his screams of pain as the creature ripped into him. She wondered how he had escaped, it was apparent that it had got him, his entire back was ravaged and bleeding and he was limping. He was supporting his right arm with his left and blood was seeping from his head.

Sasha: "H-How? I left him with one of those things...He couldn't have survived. He couldn't..."

Vykker: "Heheh, by the looks of it he only just survived."

It tapped the keyboard some more and the image flicked to another camera. This camera was situated outside of the room they were in. The clanking had stopped and the camera showed that the creature was nowhere to be seen.

Vykker: "Looks like it got bored..."

Sasha: "But why? It could have easily got in here if it wanted to..."

She asked wearily, still shocked by seeing K-Jal alive and, relativly, well. The Scientist shrugged and walked over to the door, it rested the right side of its head against it and listened. Trying to hear anything or feel any vibrations. Nothing. Then a large clank came from behind it, followed by the doors slowly opening. The Vykker staggered backwards, its eyes scanning the doors themselves. It reached over to the button that it used to close it the first time and pushed it, nothing happened. It tried again, and once again nothing...

Sasha: "What the Hell?? Why did you open it?"

The Vykker turned to her and shook its head.

Vykker: "I DIDN'T!! I DIDN'T TOUCH ANYTHING!!"

He took one step towards her and stopped, its eyes widening and its top claws slowly raising and feeling around behind its head. And as the doors opened somemore Sasha saw him, K-Jal. He was stood were the keypad was with a strand of webbing coming from his un-harmed wrist. By the looks of it the webbing was attached to the back of the Vykkers head. K-Jal smirked, he slowly wound the webbing around his claw abit more and then began to pull the squirming Vykker back. Sasha stepped forwards and pushed as many buttons as she could, none of them had any affect on the door.

K-Jal: "Sasha...heh...its....its no use. I've ova...*Coughs*...ridden the code..."

She then grabbed the Vykkers claws and tried to pull it back, but as she tried, she too, got dragged out of the room. Even though he was injured he was still strong and that was worrying...

Vykker: "HELP ME!! PLEASE!! THERE'S A STACK OF SNOOZI'S IN THE MEDICAL ROOM!! LOCKER 3B, GET THEM!! TRY AND HELP ME!! PLEA..."

As Sasha stood and listened to the Vykkers last wish the Jockle from before lunged at it, knocked it to the ground and bit into its skull. K-Jal stepped back and snarled, his attention then going to Sasha who slowly made her way to the back of the room. The smell of blood invaded her nostrils, almost making her nauseaus. The Vykker was dead and the Jockles mouth was dripping with blood and skin. It growled lowly and turned to Sasha, moving into the room. Its paws leaving bloodied pawprints in its wake. It snorted and snarled, its eyes concentrating on its next victim. But as it got further into the room K-Jal got closer and with a swift movement squirted his webbing at the circular light apparatus. His aim was perfect as it hit the middle of it, Sasha looked up and watched as K-Jal yanked the large contraption down. Sparks flew as the wires snapped and the entire piece of metal fell and landed on the Jockle. It barked loudly as the heavy piece of metal penetrated its armour-like skin and impaled it to the floor. The back of the beast had a shard of metal going through it and exiting from its stomach. Smoke began to drift from its injuries as its acidic blood ate away at the metal. The blood then began to drip onto the floor and eat that away also. The beast snarled and tried to step forwards, and in doing so stumbled on its stomach. Blood seeped out and ate away at anything it made contact with. K-Jal snarled and began to step around the large being.

K-Jal: "Heh, your...all mine now..."

Sasha moved to the opposite side of the room, her eyes flicking between the dead or dying Jockle and K-Jal.

K-Jal: "I wouldn't want to be low and allow you to die by one of them, i'd rather confront you...like any respectable creature would..."

Sasha: "Respectable? You? Dont make me laugh, i know you raped a child...!!"

A thick strand of webbing shot from his wrist and hit her mid-section and the surface behind her. Pinning her to it.

K-Jal: "You...dont know the whole story, Sasha. Y-You think im evil? I saved you on a number of occassions!! Your...*Coughs*...the evil one!! You left me...to die!! ME, YOUR SAVIOR!!"

He limped around the body of the Jockle and closer to the, now struggling, Sasha. Snarling his bitter words. As he approached he reached out with his left claw, grasped her chin and turned her head to face him. His eyes looked into hers. She tried to push him away, tried to punch him, kick out and hurt him some more but he stepped back and continued what he was doing.

K-Jal: "I'm...I'm a very vengeful creature, Sasha. I would like to...believe that if it wasn't for...YOUR stupid actions we could have been friends..."

She spat at him and struggled more.

Sasha: "F*CK YOU...!!"

He let go of her chin and swiped, his claw impacting on the side of her head and making a small gash across her cheek. It seeped black blood. She looked up, her eyes full of hate. Then, at the corner of her eye she noticed the second Jockle. The one that K-Jal had escaped from. It was slowly sauntering through the doorway, almost gracefully. K-Jal hadn't noticed however and was still ranting at Sasha, he was now sticking her hands to the wall. And to give the Jockle time to do what it must, she struggled and distracted her attacker some more...

***

Reporter: "And as you can see from the footage there is an obvious crack in the mid-section of the Airship..."

The Reporter was stating facts about the faltering Airship. The Cameraman had zoomed in on the mid-section, showing the devastating cracks that were forming. Smoke was drifting from them and the metal seemed to be bubbling and corroding. The Reporter was a Saurian, he placed his left hand over his ear piece that was in his left ear and tried to block out the sound of the occurances around him. He then nodded.

Reporter: "Yes Jenni, we have one here now. Dr. Vlash, what do you make of the cracks that are forming in the Airship now...?"

The Cameraman stopped focusing on the metal of the ship and now flicked to a Mudokon dressed in white with dark glass' on.

Dr: "Well, i haven't had time to analyse the situation properly nor have i had time to commune with my fellow collegues but if i was gonna have a guess i would say that the cracks have been formed by a mix of substantial heat and acid, or other corrosive substance. As you can see the metal seems to be corroding and bubbling and only acid of a high concentration can do that..."

The Reporter nodded and was about to ask another question when a second explosion shattered through the air. The Cameraman quickly pointed his Camera at the Airship and focused. Where once the cracks and apparent acidic corrosions were taking place was now a gaping hole with fire belching out. The Airship itself was now beginning to fall apart even more and as it sauntered downwards, more explosions were cutting through the commotion. The back and top of the Airship was shattering in small places and the holes were being filled with fire and smoldering metal. Lights from Photographers Camera's began to flicker, none of them seemed to be bothered that some creatures may still be on board or that other Native Tribes may be wiped out when the Ship itself crashed, the only thing that they seemed to care about was the story, the scoop and the money they'd make...

~End~