Hello, one and all, and witness the return of Job. *SMILES!*
Chapter 12 – This is Bad.
We woke up next to the big, smoldering fire pit where we had the bonfire last night. The air stank like burnt wood, and it smelled real good. I looked around the Grubb camp. Apparently those little guys get up early, ‘cuz they were all buzzin’ around doin’ stuff.
George was still sleepin’, but Shilah was up, and looked as if he had been for some time. He loped on over to me. It’s hard to describe how this guy talks to me, so I’ll just tell it like we were talkin’.
“How are you, Job?”
“I’m pretty good. What’s up?”
“I need to talk to you.”
Oh yeah, that thing he was urging me to talk about yesterday. Right.
“Well, alright. What’s on your mind?”
“Romember how Kido mentioned that Steef were important here?”
“Yeah…?”
“Well, I remember the Vykkers saying that I was part Steef. This may be a chance to find out what I’m made of.”
Shilah didn’t seem to care about the fact that he was made in a big bowl. In fact, he felt more strong and spiritual than any other being I’ve ever spoken to.
“Well… okay. We’ll talk to Kido. But right now we have work to do. We’ll get to it in a few days.”
He looked pissed, but agreed anyway.
I felt bad about hurtin’ Shy, but there was nothin’ I could do. It just wasn’t the time for that. So I put that behind me and started trompin’ on over to Kido’s hut. It was a round, flat little hill of sticks n’ skins in the middle of the camp. I guess Kido didn’t really have a taste for the high life.
I peeked my head in to see what was up, and saw Kido snorin’ on her mat. I guess she didn’t like the morning as much as the other Grubbs. Just as I was about to wake her up, I heard a real loud noise, then nothing. It was real quiet for a second, and then everyone started screamin’. It was crazy.
“Holy crap! It’s not them, it can’t be them!
“Aahhh! They found us! Aaahh!”
“Run, dudes, run!!!”
“THE WOLVARKS ARE HERE!!!!”
At that word, Kido shot upright, looked at me for a split second, grabbed her bow and sprinted out the door. I followed as quick as I could, but I was real scared. My legs were like jelly!
When I opened up the tent flap, I stopped breathing. On the other side of camp, there were at least 20 dropships crashed into different Grubb homes, and there were craters EVRYWHERE. Weird, mangy yellow guys were spillin’ outta the ships, and they were shooting everything they could.
Oh Odd. What the heck was happening?
End Of Chapter 12.
I hope you liked it.
Anyway, this chapter wasn't so different from before, or what I had planned, but there are going to be some drastic changes made in terms of storytelling. The fiction will start to revolve around several characters instead of just Job, and it'll be weird for a while, but never fear, because the changes will be worth it.
The reason I haven't been writing is because there are a lot of elements of my story that I became disenchanted with, and I realized I had written myself into a corner. My bad.
So, the next few chapters might be a little bumpy and clunky, because I'm trying to get rid of the old and bring in the new. I see new possibilities for this story, and I'm going to change some things I don't like about it to fit the new things that I think will work out great.
I'll post the next chapter just as soon as I figure out how I'm gonna continue this story.
