[Slig_Cake]

God damn....people are reading this piece of crap.
Here's the final instalment! And it's a long one...

PART THREE - Scrabanian Showdown

So there I sat cowardly behind the rock, waiting for Big Red to take on the rampaging scrabs. As the scrabs drew closer I hid behind the rock again, before realising that the scrabs would still know I was there anyway. Big Red towered over all of them like a giant, but these scrabs looked exceptionally strong and there were defiantly more than twenty of them. An ear-splitting howl erupted again from Big Red which caused me to shake in fright. Then he advanced on the pack.

The Alpha Scrabs made the first move. They struck first; circling around the giant so fast a huge dust-storm emerged around them. It sprayed into my eyes and I had to shut them, as sand sprayed through me sticking to my hair. Still wanting to see the outcome, I opened my eye lids blearily to find ten scrabs clung to Big Red tight while the other scrabs ran rings around him, delivering sharp blows to his legs with their beaks. Big Red fought back furiously, picking up a scrab one by one, snapping their torso with his pincer mouth and tossing them miles into the air. He desperately tried to move his legs around to shake off his enemies, yet more scrabs came and latched onto him. One of his legs all ripped to shreds began to gave way and he staggered awkwardly. Then another leg began to shake and his body crumpled to one side like a falling tower. The scrab howled in pain and it became obvious that he was not going to win this fight.
I hid behind the rock again not bearing to witness my new found friend get slashed to pieces. I knew that once he was gone, the scrabs would then find me and kill me too. So cowardly, I ran away.

At least I would have, had I not stumbled over the dead slig behind me.

I stared down at it entranced, it was not a wild slig but I was trying to understand the significance of it. Then I realised. Sligs carry guns!
I picked up the slig by its metal legs and tossed it aside. Sure enough there was a standard SS7 Machine Gun (Slig Storm 7). I grabbed it not caring about the stench that it carried and checked the cache, it was loaded. I scrambled on top of the boulder and crouched down. Breathing hard, I prepared for my first target. A lone scrab just standing there seemingly grinning at Big Red's dying moment. He looked bigger and stronger than the rest of them yet stayed out of the fight. "That must be the leader." I murmured with the the gun pressed up against my cheek. I opened fire.
The scrab took a hit then looked up at me and howled. One bullet was not going to be enough, I continued to fire it and it stuttered backwards for each bullet it took. The gun shook uncontrollably in my hands but I kept firing until the scrab fell over screaming. It frantically tried to get up on its legs, but I then took aim at its head and fired until it lay there, dead.
The scrabs stopped fighting and turned around at the noise. With my heart pumping and fingers burning I let out a spray of bullets on all of them, taking care not to hit Big Red. The Scrabs screamed in confusion and this gave Big Red enough time to pull off a couple more scrabs and flung them away. The Alpha's shrieked angrily at me as I continued to bring down more of them. "YOU'RE ****ED NOW!" I yelled and laughed hysterically. But as I pulled the trigger to wipe out the scrab pecking furiously at Big Red's butt, the gun made the noise every slig soldier fears to hear. "Click click".
"Oh shit." I thought, the scrabs began to beat down on Big Red again, angered by the gunfire and even more enthused to slaughter the giant scrab. There were still fifteen of them and Big Red was struggling to stay upright on his last legs. I was determined to save him now I believed he had a chance, but I had only one idea left, and this didn't seem very likely to work.
I had heard of Shaolin monks having the ability like mudokons, to be able to possess. I had watched on Oprah some time ago about someone who had this gift and perfected it. "The trick," he said "is you need to focus on what you want, and believe you can be that being."
Well it didn't seem likely to work but I gave it a shot. Standing up I crouched over, closed my eyes and put my hands together. "Think!" I said to myself, "Imagine you are that scrab attacking him!” I then began to chant softly, picking up the tempo as the guy had done in his example. Then I felt a glowing sensation erupting out of my body. "It's working!" I yelled, then I realised I had to stay focused. I tried again and felt the energy circulating my body again, then it seemed to spew out of me from my chest and I felt as though I had become the energy field surrounding my body, yet I was still in my own body. I continued to chant, focused on becoming the scrab. I felt as though I was soaring through the air and entering a cramped space. All of a sudden I felt ten times stronger then I was before, I thought I still had my eyes shut when I realised that I had no sight at all. I could not see anything, not even darkness. All that I had was my mind which was telling me there were scrabs all around me. I had become that scrab!

I could tell instantly where I was and how many scrabs were around me. I turned to one of them and ripped into him with my beak. The scrab howled in confusion and I ripped into his chest taking out his heart. I instinctively howled into the sky and felt a massive force around my body making me feel even stronger than I was before. I galloped to the next scrab and slashed his back, and he fell down screaming as he did. The scrabs began to panic and a couple of them turned to face me. But by chance I had acquired a very quick scrab and dodged them both, slashing their necks as I ran circles around them. Big Red was starting to regain spirit, as I cut down the next scrab I felt another dead one flying over my head. Soon there were only three left, who stayed out of the fight while Big Red and I killed all the others.
They stood there and did nothing, while Big Red struggled to raise his wounded legs. Then one scrab shrieked.
"KEOWL!" He cried, "WHY HAVE YOU TURNED AGAINST US?" I stood there and said nothing, not knowing how to. "KEOWL!" He howled again. Then the scrab next to him spoke.
"This is not Keow." He said, "His body has been taken by a human!" I sensed a swell of rage emitting from the three scrabs. Then it was Big Red who spoke.
"FOOLS!" He hissed in agony, "You're ancestors re-created me to protect you all! They knew a time would come when I would be needed to protect you from the Glukkons. I was the one to stop you fighting each other, and reclaim our titles as kings of Scrabania once more!"
"Only you would be king, Reur." Replied the first scrab, "The rest of us would be slaves to you. We do not need you to protect us! We rule our own packs!"
The three scrabs then advanced on us. They seemed to be very strong and I knew I stood no chance. But Big Red was not finished yet. Gingerly, he lifted his pincers onto the earth and stood tall once more. He looked up and screamed into the heavens. It was so loud that even the scrabs faltered in their charge. The giant scrab seemed to grow larger as his shriek’s pitch increased. The earth began to shake and crumble as Big Red swung his massive body across to wipe out his three shaken enemies. They lay on the ground stunned and unable to move. Big Red leapt up and pounced on the ground in front of them roaring. This time it was even louder. The ground underneath the scrabs began to crack open. They scrambled to their feet but it was shaking too hard for them to keep balance. The ground then gave way and they began to slip under.
“REUR!” one of them cried, “WE KNOW NOW YOU ARE THE CHOSEN ONE! HELP US!”
But Big Red ignored them as they fell away into the earth screaming.


***EPILOGUE***

Well I took Big Red back to base camp and gave everyone quite a shock when I brought him in. I explained the story and we fixed him up nice and proper. Big Red refused to return to his own kind to save them and chose me as his guardian. I got quite a bit of publicity from all of it, but for some reason I kept most of the details of the story to myself.

Big Red took a while getting used to in the house. Things didn’t go down so well when he ate out cat but we eventually accepted him. He now works at the local bottle shop keeping the drinks safe.

As for me, well I haven’t been able to chant again since that day. I tried it once on my teacher but he just gave me a funny look and failed me for my assignment.

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Anyway that’s the end of my story. It took a whole 4 hours out of my life so I would like to thank everyone that read it. You guyth are awethome (cries)