i agree with everything you've said, Oddey, especially your first paragraph. that's exactly how i felt, too. its the same reason why i won't make a story-like prequel to Glory Slig, as i fear i may ruin the original by making something not up to scratch, or like you say, for the sake of public service. you need something to be there to make you passionate about your work in order for it to be any good, i think.
that's why if i do make a prequel to it, it will be set in the style of a detailed time line to satisfy reader curiosity, and i would enjoy making it. it may even interest people who have never heard about it to read it. who knows.
and i greatly appreciate your comments, Mr. Odd and Ench. something as simple as knowing your writing is being enjoyed by someone out there does indeed encourage you to continue.
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They crept through the air vent passage, down the ladder, and out towards the fenced off vat of fuel and intense pipe work. They turned left here, and into a corridor with wires hanging down from the ceiling.
It had been a long time since Joe had been to the stockyards, and he hoped he still knew the way. The last time he’d been there was to fix a wire fence in an empty pen after the last mudokon got killed by a scrab.
They reached the end of the corridor, when Rol said something.
“You scared, Joe?” He whispered.
“Why would I be scared? You’re the one that should be scared ‘cus you're following me.” Joe said back to him, annoyed that he would say something so stupid at such a dangerous time.
Joe looked behind him, and saw Crob, Rol and Muller stooped with their knives out, whilst Relb was at the back, pistol in hand. What a crew, he thought. Rol was right, any slig that bumped into them was dead meat. At least that’s what he thought.
They took a right after the corridor, and turned down another, long corridor, with flickering lights and graffiti on the walls, most probably sprayed by hardened stockyard worker mudokons. They were close.
As they reached the end of the corridor, Joe heard the sound of talking sligs. He panicked, and motioned to the others to run back, but it was too late. Three sligs had already turned the corner and literally walked into them.
Joe jumped backwards and landed on his back, scrambling to get away from the sligs, as Crob, brave as he was, attacked the sligs head on. Rol and Muller lurched towards the sligs also, and Relb fired a shot from behind which deafened Joe temporarily in the confined space.
Crob was trying to wrestle the gun off one slig, as Rol plunged his knife deep into the neck of the other slig, blood squirting from the gash but plugged with the knife, covering Rol’s hand and arm. The slig fell to the ground as the third slig hit Muller around the head with the barrel of his rifle making him stumble backwards.
Joe watched in horror as the slig fired two shots into Muller’s chest, and Muller fell to the ground, dead, blood smothered and pouring from the bullet wounds in his chest. Crob managed to push the slig away from him, and then stabbed him numerous times in the stomach, making the slig drop his rifle and fall to his knees, crying out in pain.
Relb fired another two deafening shots at the third slig, one shot hitting him in the shoulder. The slig counteracted this by shooting Relb in the face at close range, leaving a bloody crater where his nose should have been. Rol slashed the third sligs throat in one smooth action, causing blood to spray all up the walls and ceiling, covering the graffiti. The slig fell forwards onto his face, and pushed Rol backwards, who fell onto the knife still clutched in Muller’s hand.
Crob kicked the screaming slig in the face, knocking him unconscious where he would bleed to death. Joe stood up, and felt like he was going to throw up, as Crob ran to Rol, the only other one still alive.
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fighting again, like a lot of my stories. and i nearly forgot, i've got each character's profile written up and finished, so i'll post them once i've finished this. they give you an insight into each of their pasts, and display information like ages, likes, dislikes, etc.
thanks folks!
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