Chapter 18
Omi raced through the forest. He felt guilty for striking his father, but he wasn't about to let that bother him now. He had come across Zig earlier, who by pure chance happened to see the slig pack that had taken Kila and had followed them for a distance. 'They're heading for a factory that just happened to be the next one on your father's hit list.' Zig had said. What a coincidence. Omi thought as he came upon the clearing that the factory was in. Instinctively he hid and surveyed the area. Only one guard, I can take him.. Omi rushed the guard. While he had the element of surprise, his power, and his natural mudokon abilities, he was too inexperienced in the matters of fighting, let alone fighting a slig. The slig had quickly disarmed him and knocked him to the ground.
"Well now," the slig laughed, pointing his gun at Omi, "I don't know whether to call yer increditably brave or increditably stupid! Don't matter now, cause yer dead!"
The slig was just about to shoot him when the slig suddenly started to convulse. Then, as if the slig was no longer in control of himself walked over to the door and opened the door.
"Get in..." the slig said, "Son"
Father... Omi thought with a mixture of relief and surprise as he went through the door. He stopped a short distance in and looked back to see the slig explode and Abe run in shortly after.
"Now that was a stupid thing to do, son." Abe said folding his arms across his chest, "You almost got killed there."
"I know father..." Omi said, hanging his head, "I'm sorry, I let my emotions take over and I wasn't thinking logically."
"And the reason we fight against the Cartel so well is because we use our head and not brute force." Abe lectured, "Besides, even if you did kill that slig, how would you have gotten in?"
"You're right father. If I did I would have never been able to..." Omi broke down into sobs.
"Son," Abe said as he embraced him, "I'm sorry."
"Huh? What are you apologizing for? I'm the one who should apologize for being so rebellious and for striking you. "
"You said I never gave you a chance to prove yourself and never let you live your own life. Well you're right, I've been a jerk toward you and hurt you, which I never wanted to do. I guess since you are my only child I wanted to ensure you safe, but in doing so I pushed you to a point that made you even more likely to hurt yourself. If fact I'm glad you socked me, it made me realize just how much I was hurting you."
"Father..I don't know what to say."
"Right now lets just worry about saving Kila."
Omi nodded with a smile and the pair ran off down the corridor.
Kila was awakened by a slig prodding her with his gun. She swiped at him but the slig was just far enough away.
"Now now, little missy. Yer better behave yerself or we well turn you into swiss cheese." the slig said motioning to the sizable pack just outside her cell, all of them pointing their guns at her.
"I take it its time to go to the arena?" Kila growled.
The slig nodded and unchained her from wall and cuffed her hands together. Then with a poke in her back, forced her outside the cell where the rest of the pack surrounded her. On the way, she managed to slip out the bottle Steinix had given her and drink its contents without the sligs noticing.
Well, she thought glumly, it's do or die time. Omi please be on your way...
Chapter 19
As Abe and Omi where running they literally ran into a Vykker.
"Gah!" Omi cried, as he pointed his spear at the Vykker, "Where's Kila!?"
"Omi, you don't honestly think that the first person we come across will know..." Abe started.
"You must by the male she told me about. By now they would have taken her into the arena for execution. You better hurry you don't have much time." the Vykker said.
"Why should we believe you?" Omi growled, pressing the spear against his neck. Just then Squawks appeared out of nowhere and landed on the Vykker's head, chirping happily.
"Ha, Cili must have sent Squawks after me. He must have been following us cloaked the whole time." Abe laughed.
"And what does that mean?" The Vykker said, flabbergasted.
"Squawks accepting you means you're telling the truth." Omi said, taking the spear away from his throat.
"A living lie detector, interesting."
"So why are you helping us?" Abe asked.
"I'm the one that created Kila, and I hated what the Cartel made her into. But enough chit chat, you're running out of time! Take this corridor on the right," the Vykker said pointing to the corridor he means, "Then the first left, then second left, and finally the third right. That will take you to the arena. Now hurry!"
"Thank you ah..."
"Steinix."
"Thank you Steinix, we owe you." Omi said gratefully as he and Abe ran off using the directions Steinix gave them.
"Don't mention it." Steinix said. Now that I know Kila will be saved, I can do what I have wanted to do for a long time. he thought as he headed off toward the boiler room.
Kila stood in the center of the arena, still with her hands chained and with her 'escort' surrounding her. Larhik was in the balcony above.
"So are you ready to die Kila?" Larhik asked.
"Well see who's the one who will die here!" Kila said boldly, while she has a tough looking exterior, she was terrified inside.
"You don't stand a chance of survival!" Larhik laughed, "Unchain her!"
As soon as they had unchained her, Kila reacted. Grabbing one of the sligs guns and shooting, punch and kicking at the pack around her. On the sides of the arena, several doors opened and sligs, mugs, and BBSs rushed out to join the fight.
There's no way! There's no way I could survive all this. Omi please hurry! Kila thought to her self, dread filling her.
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