As Di flew towards vykers labs, aided by the directions of the thing he was carriying in his back grippers he began to wonder whether it was too late. What had happened to the creature he had saved? Was he safe? Might he even be ... Dead? The slig he was carrying certainly didn't travel well; he had thrown up sevral times already. Di hadn't liked the idea of asking the aqua creatures for help, for all he knew they might kill him. Eventully he made a deal with the slig. He would tell Di where vyker labs was from here,and Di would take him there to be fixed or whatever.
The slig had seemed badly hurt and Di had considred that it might die before it could tell him where the labs were, but so far it had seemed to hold itself together. Di had to resist a desprite urge inside to eat it or hurt it even more, but the thought of what the vykers might do to the one he had saved put him off his appetite after a while. But deep inside him Di had a fear that the vykers might have some way of tracking him or hypnotising him or something, because they were the reason Di had been turned ...
Di suddenly stopped to think. Had they turned him against him self? Was that their plan? Suddenly Di's chain of thought was broken by a smell that pentrated his sences like a knife through mud. He locked onto the smell and there was no dought : it was vyker. The slig he was holding could oviously smell it too; he felt it relax and it said "Well, there it is ! Whatya waitin' for?" Di looked up and saw the floating torture saucer.
He was here again after 30 long years.
He had returned.
Di dropped off the slig inside behind some crates and sniffed like a slog, nose down.
Instantly a barrage of sounds and smells hit him and made him bare his teeth like some demon nightmare from long,long ago.
Apart from vyker, slig and some small furry creature (a fuzzle) Di grasped a small smell of swamp, tree and mud that could only be
the very thing he was searching for. He flew up to a rafter just in time to avoid a party of sligs running after something ( Dodge, my chracter in another add on) and thought " I must be more careful." He traced the smell and burst in to a room containing tons of sligs all seemingly swiped by something. He shot into the air just in time to avoid a hail of bullets and caught a glimpse of something carrying a fat gagged glukkon over it's shoulder...
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