[AlexFili]

Glad to see you like it so far. I want to keep that kind of deep plot, along with the raw energy and power of the first Armament story. I am hoping that my improved grammar and spelling will help. Not to mention the more experience that I have as a storywriter. I would like to draw some artwork to go with the story as well.

I prefer writing long chapters like this, rather than short ones. I think the pacing works better for it as well. I'll try not to get carried away.

PS I know this sounds like the end, but I assure you... the story has just begun ^_^

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Volume 2: A Bad Situation

Reint and Krisso immediately turned around and took out their guns. Reint heard a noise at the last second and rolled out of the way. The Scrab hit the wall with its beak, injuring itself. Krisso grabbed the other Slig and half-threw him out of the way. The other Slig got up and then ducked behind a crate. Krisso took aim and shot a single burst fire round of ammo in the Scrab’s direction. The three shots scraped the Scrab’s torso. The Scrab howled before running at Krisso. Krisso took a nearby crate and threw it at the Scrab’s beak. The Scrab howled as the Scrab’s beak was now stuck on the crate.

Marek and Udra could hear all of the commotion and headed to the entrance. Reint aimed for the Scrab’s head and shot it. The Scrab was now mortally wounded. It took one last break for freedom, partially tripped and headed for the exit. Udra barely had change to assess the situation before he saw the Scrab charging in his direction. The Scrab was unable to see because of the crate which was stuck on his beak.

Udra tried to move to the side but his pants were caught in the root of a tree. Udra looked ahead and said, “Oh ode…” Udra placed his arms in front of his face and braced for the impact. The Scrab ran straight into Udra. Udra was propelled backwards as the force of the crate hit him full force, ripping the tree root away from under Udra's foot. The crate splintered and the Scrab howled in even more pain, it started moving erratically. Udra was in a vulnerable state, he was hoping that there was nothing behind him. Unfortunately for him, there was.

Udra barely noticed the tree behind him until the very last moment. Udra hit the tree at full force. Udra was lucky that his head was not smashed open right there and then. The Scrab gave one last howl before slumping to the ground and not moving. Udra had just enough time to realise he was alive, before he lost consciousness.

Marek ran in the direction of the noise. “UDRA!” he yelled. He saw the body against the tree, “Udra… no” He ran to Udra and felt his neck, there was a pulse, but it was more faint than usual. He pulled Udra and tried to carry him as much as he could alone. The metal pants dragged along the ground. Krisso walked over and took Udra’s other arm. They carried him to an open area of land. Reint examined him briefly and gave him a small injection.

The group of Sligs disassembled Udra’s pants as best they could, they placed parts into each member’s backpack. Krisso and Marek then equipped their helicopter pants and carried Udra together. Reint and the other two Sligs flew alongside them.

They had completed the mission, but their squad mate has been badly injured. He may not ever recover from what happened. Perhaps in time, things will be right once more.