[TheKhanzumer]

Part Three:

Rivers motioned for the rest of the gang to come towards him. He pointed toward the obvious trail carelessly torn through the jungle. Chuk began walking along the cleared path and the rest followed single-file. They followed it through the dense brush. Suddenly the sligs appeared in their view after they made it paste a turn in the path. There were six worker class sligs carrying batons and two large big brother class sligs, each with a blitzpacker. They were talking in their mechanical voices, laughing about some sick joke. Two of them were smoking cigarettes. The big bros each carried a large box. The words “Ghost Lock” were stenciled on the sides.

Chuk looked at his companions and nodded. Now was the time to attack while the sligs were not on guard. He gave the signal.

“Hellllp!” screamed the first slig as Jin delivered a crushing blow to its head. The others turned in alarm.

“Get ‘em,” commanded the big bros in their deep voices.

The other five bouncers ran towards the mudokons. Miles, Rivers and Jin swung to counter their blows. Wes and Chuk leaped for the big bros.

The two sligs began to let loose a volley of fire towards the mudokons, not caring to aim in the confusion. Wes yelled as a can of SoulStorm Blitz left a large black bruise on his arm. Chuk used his two tomahawks to bat away most of the fire. Brew spewed from the crushed cans.

The bouncers cursed as their feeble assaults were blocked by the trained mudokon warriors. Miles crushed a slig’s ribs with a sinister blow as Jin knocked off his second victim’s mechanical leg. The slig screamed and fell to the ground. It tried to crawl away into the tall grass but Rivers crushed it’s skull with the butt of his tomahawk. Black blood and brain material oozed onto the ground.

Wes swung at the nearest big bro with his good arm as the slig paused to reload. His tomahawk connected with the sligs arm with a sickening “crack”. The big bro dropped its gun and growled. Blood rushed from the fractured arm and splattered on the mudokons face. The slig punched Wes and sent him flying into Miles and his opponent, sending all three sprawling onto the ground.

Chuk cried, “For the Chosen!” and brought his tomahawk down on the big bros head. It exploded in a cloud of dark red blood, white bone shards and green face-fingers. The decapitated slig’s body slumped over and fell out of it’s now broken pants.

The remaining big bro cussed and began to shot wildly, hitting the both the mudokons and the two remaining bouncers. Chuk dropped his tomahawks and grabbed the metal pants of a bouncer killed by Jin. He swung and knocked the gun out of the big bros hand. Wes sprung forward and picked it up, killing the slig with the remaining ammo.

The others sligs ran in fright through the forest, but they didn’t know the terrain. The tomahawkers caught up and showed no mercy to the pitiful creatures.