Okay, here's chapter two. Sorry, I couldn't post this as a continuation of chapter one.
Three years later, Emil, the hybrid Slig walked around the perimeter. He was actually a little handsome, for a Slig. He was dark orange, with a white chest. His feeding tentacles were bright pink. He had a white dorsal fin that looked kind of like a goldfish's. Around the dorsal fin was a jagged black spot. His arms were white with black spots. He had an ivory horn growing from his forehead. The only two things that had any Slig in them at all were his body and his red eyes. He loved the preserve, and looked up to the other Sligs as parents. He was almost halfway around the preserve, when he heard cries for help. He also heard a helicopter-like sound. He knew that could only mean one thing: Flying Sligs! He started to run towards the sound, but an explosion blew him back. He leapt up, and continued running. He was too late. The main building was just splinters now, with no sign of the others. Emil noticed that all the animals had escaped. He looked up, and saw the Flying Slig hovering over him. Emil tried to think of something to say, but all he could say was, "Why?" The Flying Slig laughed, and prepared to fire a bomb. Emil ran as fast and as far as he could, grateful that pants could go for miles before running out of fuel.
Well, that's Chapter Two. Please tell me what you think, and please be honest. The next chapter will be better, I swear!
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