Chapter 3 - A fate
While Abe fell of the cliff he smashed his head. Then this bigface apeard and said he was dead...
Said the land was changing... was inbalanced... at best. He told Abe his fate, was to resqeu the rest. Cuz Paramites, and Scrabs, had been sacred once. But that was before Rupture Farms, turned em into lunch.
And they lived in the tempels, and thats where they stil nest. And facing these creatures... that was his test.
What followed was Abe going to the sacres tempels of the Paramites and the Scrabs. A long time ago, Mudokon tribes believed these animals where sacred and admired them. Build intire tempels and huge stateu's of the animals.
But that was all over now, with Rupture Farms around the corner of these sarcred lands the only place where Scrabs or Paramites could be wound where the tempels themself. And ofcourse the stockyards...
As he walked trough the forrests of Mudo's he was stunned to see some of the huge stateu's, some almost just as high as the meat factory. It was truly unbelieveble. Then suddenly he stood infront of a well, right infront of him, on the other side of a huge canyon was the temple of Scrabania...
Mullocks office - 12 hours later
'Sir we some strange news...' said the slig who was with Mullock in the confrence room. This slig was head of Slig Security and Mullock right hand man.
'Is Abe reported dead yet?' Mullock asked impatiently.
The slig steped over his nervous act and looked for words how to explain what was told to him.
'The eh, the forces over at Scrabania have seen Abe enter the tempel... they never saw him come out...'
Molluck lauched and enjoyd his sigar. His eye glew with inner happyness.
'Why is that so strange?'
Once again the slig looked for words.
'Around six hours later the forces over at Paramonia saw Abe enter that temple... again, he did'nt come out.'
Molluck jumped up from his seat.
'Thats impossible!' he yelled.
The slig got more nervous by the second knowing the crazyness of the story he just told his boss.
'It gets more weird sir,' the slig mumbled, 'forces at the stockyard, they report having seen Abe make his way back to the factory. They also spoke of some weird creature which already killed over five sligs and ten slogs.'
Mollucks eye's grew and his sigar bangled from his mouth.
'What kind of creature?' he asked mumbling, hoping the anwser would not be what he thought.
'I don't know sir, some say it was a scrab, some say it was a paramite...'
At that moment the sigar dropped from mollucks mouth. His look was fearsom. The slig now had an scary feeling. Never ever had he seen a Gluk so unbelievebly scared! And whatever scared his boss, now scared him as well.
There Abe was, full of confidence he stood at the stockyard exit rethinking what happaned to him the past day.
First he had enterd Scrabania and completed his journy there, in the process he saw how two sligs - trying to drive the scrabs out of the temples to the stockyards - got eaten by the animals. Same routine happand at Paramonia.
His test was completed, he expected to rest. Then the bigface revealed the intent of his quest. By a magical bold of lighting two scars where placed on the back of his hands, one of the mythical Paramite, and one of the legendary Scrab.
With both scars together on the back of each hand, they could shut down Rupture Farms, and restore the lost land.
He had made use of the scars thankfully troughout his backtracking in the stockyards. Molluck had doubled the security there, only thing was that that security was ment to work inside out, not outside in. What Mud would be foulish enough to try make its way INTO Rupture Farms? Abe would.
His first obstruction soon became known, a minefield strechting over a length of almost ten meters. But that would no longer be a problem.
With both Scars togehter, the spirits took form... the mines blew up and a new hero was born.
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