[Jacob]

It entered the next Dimension in more or less the same way. This Dimension was full of tree's however. It flew down, just over the leaves and then grasped onto a leafless branch. Retracting its wings it leapt from the great height that it was at and landed in the foilage down below, its feet rippling upon hitting the harder surface. It was alot darker there...with a eerie tint to it. Again, as usual, the creature's whole body shook as it tried to find its target. Its body rippling wildly like that of a pond when you cast in a stone. A dissapointed sigh seem to escape from its mouth as it halted the process. Each time it did that it got weaker, it was one of the downsides of being a tracker. You got weak easily. A snap in the shrubs behind it startled this 'Angelic being'. It span around, snarling. A Mudokon trooper was stood in front of him in all his glory. His leather garments clinched to it in a menacing fashion. Its eye scarred and its shotgun seemingly glistening.

Mudokon: "Sir, i have a intruder in Forest sector 12. Shall i bring it in for questioning."

The intruder glared at its opposition as it spoke through a hands-free radio strapped to its head. A static ridden reply sounded and the Mud moved forwards. The creature smirked and cocked its head to the sky, and made some strange noises which could have been its native tongue.

Creature: *Translated* "Sire...its me again, Lance. I'm in Dimension 2:19. And it doesn't look like our fugitive is here either."

The Mudokon stepped forwards and pointed the shotgun at the creatures chest and snarled.

Mudokon: "Your coming with me, and no funny st..."

Before he could finish his sentence the creature had knocked the gun from him and held him by the neck. The Mud struggled but merely got tossed aside by it. Hitting a tree, the troop grunted before sharply jumping up and waving a machete. But nothing. All that was there was tree's, foilage and nothing more. The Mudokon grunted and stepped forward, picking up its gun. Before mekely returning to base.