[Slig75]

hi everyone, this is my first fanfic so suggestions on making it better are accepted.

Military Matters

be prepared for a fight
never give up
be prepared for the worst
know what your up against

Chapter 1
Wasteland arrival

It was 7 hours before midnight, Scrabs were dancing on the scorching sand, rare Meech roars were echoing from distant lands. This wasteland was Scrabania.

Male Scrabs were starting their mating rituals and females bowing with caution, and then came the click and bang of a weapon. The Scrabs fled as a merciless outsider stepped out from the dark shadows. This outsider had metal, shiny legs, this outsider had green, rough skin, and this outsider was rare of his kind. This outsider was a Slig outlander.

With the click of a button on the outlander’s weapon, a grey, rusty barrel unloaded its cargo, 6 silver bullets clattered on the dusty rocks. 6 more silver bullets were loaded, eager to fly into any innocent animal's flesh. This weapon was also scoped with a lens barrel with a diameter of 4 centi-metres. The scope was off scale, so it was made it equal with a target. This weapon was a Secreder 357. Magnum.

In the blazing heat, the outlander thought to himself "better make a kill for tonight's feast". He hastily made his way through the desert in search of a herd. Hours went past and when he finally found a family of Scrabs feasting on a dead Elum. He hid behind some shrubs and took aim at the sub-dominant male. Scope lined, barrel loaded, Scrab in range, BANG! The bullet carved a deep hole in the Scrab's head, its head was crippled, but it wasn't fully dead. The outlander took aim again, BANG! The bullet carved another deep hole in the Scrab's head, but this time, the ferocious animal went down.

The Scrab's face was in ruins. The outlander burrowed deep into the 2 holes to take out the scarlet smitten bullets that killed the mighty beast. The magnum was put away in a brown pocket knotted on the outlander’s left leg. “Yet another satisfying catch” He thought to himself. The 2 scarlet bullets were also put away in the pocket to be used later.

As the sun started to slip away over the horizon, the outlander decided to find a suitable cover for the night. Eventually, when the slit of the sun slowly disappeared, he found himself a patch of shade covered by a huge boulder firmly held in a cliff face and some shrubs. The orange of the rock and desert slowly started to fade away as a dark blue started to appear on the rock face. The day finally came to a close and the ancient statues which belonged to an ancient civilization disappeared in the darkness. Unaware of the things happening around him, the outlander went into a light sleep.