Caution: very long chapter, this may take a while
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Chapter 5
Retrieval and Preparing
Getting to the armoury was not difficult since all the interns were on lunch break. It was strange that the Interns didn’t know that their master, the Vykker, was dead.
The Sligs finally reached the armoury that Vankor was talking about. “Yet another preposterous obstacle stands in our way” said Vankor, “How do you think we open it”. “hmm, it looks like we need some sort of key-card” said Solister. “I thought I saw one on the dead Vykker” said Admeet, “Okay” said Solister, “me and Admeet will get the card”. “Okay” said Admeet and the two Sligs walked off into the corridors. Zaypher and Vankor just stood there. “Something tells me that there could be a relationship between those two” said Zaypher rubbing his chin with his right hand. “I think so too” said Vankor inspecting the door and not really paying attention to Zaypher.
Admeet and Solister stood beside the door to the torture chamber. The door opened and the Sligs saw the harpoon pierced Vykker lying on the floor beside a torture chair. The key-card could be clearly seen attached to the Vykker’s suit pocket. The two Sligs walked over to the dead Vykker. Solister picked up the key-card. Strangely, the dead Vykker’s right arm was torn off. “Hmm, either a ravenous creature got his arm off or Vankor is a good shot with the harpoon gun” said Admeet examining the flesh wound. Unfortunately, the two Sligs didn’t notice the four legged, beaked animal that was eating in one of the corners of the room. The creature turned its head to look at the Sligs while an arm hanging out of the creature’s beak spilt blood all over the wall and floor. The creature let out a mighty roar and the arm fell out of the creature’s beak and hit the floor. The Sligs jumped back as the creature stepped out of the shadows. “What the heck is a Scrab doing here” said Solister. “Maybe the interns didn’t keep guard of the possible holding pens” replied Admeet. The Scrab came ever closer to the Sligs. “Damn lunch breaks, RUN!” shouted Admeet.
The Sligs ran out of the room and the Scrab charged at them. The Sligs ran as fast as they could but the Scrab was dangerously catching up with them. Then suddenly, the Scrab tripped up Solister and she fell to the ground. “Admeet!” shouted Solister as the Scrab reared up and pinned her down. Admeet turned around and saw the worst. “No!” shouted Admeet as he leapt at the Scrab and punched it in the head. The Scrab shrieked in pain as it stumbled back, but it quickly regained balance. Admeet drew out his magnum and pointed it at the Scrab. He pulled the trigger and with a bang, a silver bullet flew out of the barrel and penetrated the Scrab’s forehead. Blood was spilling out of the Scrab’s head as it stumbled about. With another mighty roar, it then fell to the ground; dead.
“You okay” asked Admeet as he lifted Solister of the floor. “I’m fine” replied Solister, “few bumps and bruises, but I’m good. But really, you didn’t have to do that”. “I just want to keep you safe from harm’s way” said Admeet calmly. “Well, thanks” said Solister, “we should hurry on back”. “Yes, let’s go” said Admeet. The two Sligs made their way back to the armoury door.
“What took you so long” asked Zaypher tapping his foot on the floor. “We had a bit of an encounter with a Scrab in the torture chamber” replied Admeet, “but everything’s fine”. “Shouldn’t we be opening this door now” said Vankor. “Yes” said Admeet. Admeet inserted the key card into the slot. “Access granted” said the voice which sounded like a computer. Steam shot out of the door gaps as the door opened. “Wow” said Zaypher in astonishment, “look at all these weapons”. There were advanced machine guns, 8-shot magnums, combat shotguns, missile launchers; everything that a gun enthusiast would dream of. “We are not here for the weapons Zaypher” said Admeet looking at the piles of ammo to the far right, “we are here for the harpoon ammo, med-kits and those sea grenades on the shelf on the left”. The four Sligs took whatever they could while Solister was eyeing two very strange pistols. “Hmm” thought Solister as she examined the pistols. “Looks like these duel pistols have been designed for underwater purposes” said Solister holding one of the pistols, “they might come in handy”. “how many pairs are there” asked Admeet”. “Luckily enough, there are 4 pairs” replied Solister. “Good” said Admeet, “we will definitely need them”. They all grabbed a pair of pistols and some extra ammo. Then they made their way towards the air-lock where the security hatch was. “I guess they didn’t find our suits in the hassle” said Solister looking at the suits which were lying on the grated floor. Solister and Admeet ‘zipped up’ their suits and Vankor pushed the button to close the door behind them. “Pressurization process starting” said the voice which sounded like a computer. The water down under the grated floor started to rise. After a few of seconds, the water reached the ceiling of the air lock. “Pressurization complete” said the voice again. The door on the other side opened to reveal the endless expanse of the sea bed. This was it; the finest hour had begun.
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Caution: next chapter might be slightly delayed as I am still thinking about it