[Jacob]

(OOC: Boredom!!)

A twig snapped underfoot of the Hunter. It was time, time to finish the job and to be done with Tobias...the traitor. The creatures didn't exactly know why Tobias had turned and was now working on his own and doing his own thing instead of executing his assigned job...but they didn't like it. They all had taken strict orders to perform their assignment and all had permission to execute a traitor. The Orkhid even killed his partner in the job...bastard.

Hunter #1: "Iccos...ander?"

It turned to its partner, they were on the damp, leave ridden ground and had come to Camp Biros. Sligs were patrolling the area whilst their comrades searched the premises.

Hunter #2: "Olki."

A snigger escaped both of them and they proceeded to try and avoid the creatures as best they could. A shoot out was the last thing they needed.

Slig #1: "Uhuh...yerr, sure. Thats what i was thinking, we better go tell Kripe."

The Hunters were disturbed as a un-weary Slig wandered into their bee-line. Flanking it was another who was increasingly dropping further behind whilst checking its gun.

Slig #2: "Yeh...well if its true...i want the damn credit this time!!"

The 2nd one gently shoved the first in a playful manner and they laughed and carried on walking, the Hunters were frozen, trying to blend in and make no sudden movements...watching the creatures wander away. Then suddenly the 2nd Slig dropped a bullet, spinning around and bending down to pick it up the green soldier noticed the Hunter' feet. The red goggles seemed to glow brighter for a brief moment.

Slig #2: "F-Frrreeeeeze!!"

It pulled up its gun, its finger slowly pulling back the trigger. As it attempted to do so one of the Hunters sprinted forwards, its metal claws escaping their compartment. The arm of the Hunter rapidly came down into the Sligs face and visor. The claws piercing through the skull and metal mask of the soldier and killing it instantly. Its finger twitched one last time, firing 3 bullets into the air, before the gun finally dropped out of its limp hand. The claws retracted, black blood staining them.
*Thump*
The body dropped sideways, a mass of blood spurting out of the head, joining the sparks of the mask to backup the fact that the Slig was dead and beyond help.

Slig #1: "Hey...whats goin on?"

The deceased's friend trotted along, through the tree's and out of the darkness to find its friend lying on the ground. Twitching gently. Nothing in the area could possibly have caused this and it was too dark to start searching even with the night vision goggles they had. All it could do was get help...and so it did...