No the fanfic is not dead yet!
Ch 5: The battle of the sligs!
As the shots the commander fired went to Jobe he somehow jumped out of the way!
“How did I do that?” Jobe pondered for a second but then he was interrupted by a hand grabbing his head. The commander got hit by the shots but barely got a scratch! “Hah ha! You did not think one puny, and skinny shot could kill ME did you?! If so then you are more dead than ever!
Jobe quickly reacted by putting the end of his gun on the comm.’s eye. He yelled in pain and let go of Jobe quickly. Jobe fell down but got quickly back up. The comm. Rubbed his eye in frustration and yelled: “You incompetent little weakling! I will make sure the fleeches get a good feast tonight! No one touches me without and gives me pain and get’s away with it!”
Jobe started charging his gun to see if it would do more damage to the comm., but the comm. Already started running with rage at him. With every time his legs touched the ground it would feel like a huge earthquake just occurred. Jobe let go of his charge and shot at some boulders by accident. A rockslide occurred and fell on the comm. . He broke free, but he got scratches on some of his armor.
The comm. yelled out in volcano like anger. “You son of a *****! I will have you skinned from top to bottom! Your death shall be so painful the devil himself will fear it! You” But the comm.. stopped as a fully charged blast from Jobe’s gun.
As smoke cleared from the blast Jobe noticed he didn’t have any new scratches on him. Jobe was surprised to see the comm. look no different. “You know my armor is gun proof!” Said the comm. in a hearty way. Jobe did not listen to him though he quickly charged a shot, and shot at another pile of boulders.
Another rockslide occurred and it hit the big bro once again. This time as the comm.. Broke out the armor pieces for his arms cracked open. “So that’s how I do it” Jobe thought. “I gotta crack open those shields by piling boulders on the comm. . Thus cracking his armor open and leaving him vulnerable!”
“So you think you found it out!?” the extremely furious bro said. “Well Jobe you may have got some “special” powers from the floor waxers, but that those not mean I have tricks on my own!” The comm. Pressed some button on the wall and suddenly hundreds of hundreds of tamed fleeches scurried out. “Fleeches….. Dinner time!”
The comm. teleported in the factory leaving Jobe surrounded by tons of blood reducing worms. Who all want a slig for dinner…
End of chapter
Meh got nothing to say for this one. I like the plot twist I made though!
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