The Grubb Migration (REVISED)

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All right, time to hit that keyboard again...

Some of you veterans may remember this, although it's possible you may have not. As part of my two-in-one-time-frame plan (you will see later on in the week), I will now be restarting my Grubb Migration story. However, I will start from the beginning, in which I have revised some elements of the chapters. Some of it is just grammar, others is essential information. For example, the setting has completely changed. Most of the text is the same. But nevertheless, it is much more sasitifying for me to look back at it. I will try and update weekly, if not every other week. So, here you guys go, here's the new Grubb Migration!

The Grubb Migration
By: T.J.Harrison
All characters belong to OWI. By no means is this to be used for profit.

Prologue:

So you think you know the Grubb story. In how they were defeated by Sekto. How they searched for a hero. How Stranger saved them. Well, let me tell you something. There is something you don’t know.
Well, but enough "You think you know everything" talk. Sit down and drink some tea and relax. Before Stranger came and solved everything, some Grubb tribes didn’t want to fight Sekto’s forces. They wanted to escape before anything else bad happened. So off the three tribes went, into an unknown land seen by Grubbs. One of them was called Spotted Wolvark. They had no place to go, so they tried to migrate to any water-like place. The Grubbs figured that south east was the where all the water was, since the Mongo River traveled there.

They were dead wrong. Turns out, a desert called Levuly’s Valley was south east of Mongo Valley and the group was stuck. No water in sight means no easy-to-catch fish. And no fish means that they needed to adapt. Adapting would take some time. And that meant slow moving. Grubbs had to live in Levuly’s Valley.

Levuly’s Valley was a dry desert that grew pillars of brown stone that rose higher than Magog Cartel factories. Cacti and shorter stone blocks were scattered all throughout the desert. Very much like Scrabania, Scrabs roamed all over the desert, creating fear of small critters in the valley. Rain has not blessed the ground in nearly a centuary, depriving every being from water. However, pools of water lay under the earth in the sinking land, all of which are known by the inhabitants.

Not much else is known about the valley, except that it was once was the Mundachee tribe’s giant training ground. But when the Glukkons came, they convinced the Mudokons to either work for them or die. And after most of the survivors of the tribe had left, the Industerial family tore away all the remains of the precious artifacts that the Mundachee tribe left. Only a small number of Mudokons are left.

For Grubbs, there were some good things about Levuly’s Valley. Mudokons had settled in Levuly’s Valley to train for chanting combat boot camp. They were nice neighbors when they needed help. Also, wild Scrabs didn’t hunt Grubbs in the village. That made life easy. However, there were many problems. One, Mudokons were not very friendly toward the Grubbs if they did not need help. Second of all, there was a bounty hunter named Kivay. He believes that he owns Levuly’s Valley and rumor has it that he is being paid by Glukkons to hunt down Scrabs and sell them to meat factories. No one has a clue what he has in store for the Moolah, but it has to be for no good. Third of all, Kivay’s minions are called Drats. Drats are called this because when you see them, you say drat.

Drats are Oddworld’s devils. Their faces look like a hound dogs and have blood red eyes that are far too close to each other. On the top of their heads, they have two huge slightly curved horns and smaller ones on the bottom. Their chin has some sort of breathing tube on it. No one knows why it’s there, except that it is used for sucking the energy out of creatures. Drats do this to dead animals, but they love to do it on those who are still alive. They have lengthy bodies, but always show their ribs. They have blood red stomachs too. Drats also have enormous bat-like wings that have canine-ish-like fingers at the points of the wings. Creeping from the fingers were demonish claws. Drats finally had huge, three bird-like legs with claws-for-feet with a long, pointy tail. For some reason, Drats pertained mystical powers that have not been completely discovered to every aspect by Drats themselves, like Mudokons. This description make Grubbs all the more horrified.

Grubbs also have to look out for sligs. Some were sent out to get Scrabs themselves for Glukkons. They often sit on large weapons on the top of mountains that sit on it and the Sligs shoot Scrabs and sometimes Drats, down. Grubbs are all seen as getting in the way, so Sligs like to take a chance by shooting at them whenever they could. Luckily, only 8 Sligs from the Magog Cartel at this time period were recently sent out. Only 2 of them were seen in the desert. The last thing Grubbs have to worry about are Scrabs. When individuals scouted for water, they may have came across a Scrab. You can see how this is something to be terrified about. But now, there worries is just about started.

[Splat]

Interesting opening. Sets the scene out well and makes you wonder what the plot will entail.

[Moosh da Outlaw]

Yay! I'd been reading this fic before, I was sad when it ended though. :C
Its not often people make fics on just grubbs. I'm exited to see where this will go.

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Now that's touching Moosh. You were reading the old one? I thought a year's worth of threads successfully prevented anyone from reading it again.

Well, since Merely Pawns has posted, I will post the second chapter of the Grubb Migration. I do regret the latter bit about the Mudokons was very short, but there is really nothing else I can do about it.

Chapter 1: Danger is Near
Day1 6:00 a.m.

You see, the story starts with 2 Grubbs. Their names were Teo and Curtis. Ever since they were 5, the 2 have been the best of the best of friends. They had the same opinions of subjects. The 2 both grew up knowing fighting was wrong. Teo and Curtis even had the same occupation. However, they were different in a few ways. Curtis had once snuck into a self defense class, while Teo was interested in writing and reading. Curtis had a "wise guy" attitude, while Teo had a quiet and intelligent nature. Besides that, they both weren’t married. In fact, they never went on a date in their life. The 2 always had their backs, no matter what.

One day, Teo had been writing his, "Are Searexes a Myth?" book in his small, neat room with all sorts of designs. There was a portrait of how he saw a Steef on the western wall and a Scrab hide sleeping bag on the floor in a corner. The entire eastern wall was almost expanded outward to form bookshelves. The northern wall was mostly a cooking area, with a fire place and a granite counter. It was a small room, so not much was really in Teo’s room.

Suddenly, a knock came from his wooden door. Teo said in a instant,"Come in, Curt." After years of hearing his door being knocked, he could tell if it was Curtis knocking on the door or his mother wanting to give him a "Do something with your life!!!"lecture. When Curtis came in, he gave Teo a surprised look his face. "It’s always freaky how you do that,"

Teo grinned and said "It’s amazing how you’re still impressed after 2 years,"

"Well, I’m here not because I wanted to. I’m here to give you a message from the leader." Teo looked up with an amazed and interested look It’s not everyday this happens. It’s usually Curtis who the leader wants to see. Curtis continued, "He wants us both to report to his chamber,"

This was very interesting. Teo never thought this was going to happen. Teo got up from his laying spot and said "Well, we better get moving then."

The two hastily moved across the hallway to get to the main entrance. You see, back then, Grubbs used small, long apartments. There were only a three of them, but they took up a lot of space. All the suites were either 2 or three chambers big. You were lucky to have 3. (Teo had no need for a 2 or 3 chamber) The reason why all of the suite were connected in the same hallway was to make sure thieves could easily be caught and that terrorists could not have an advantage. However, a weapon, like what the Sligs used, could easily knock out dozens of Grubbs in one strike. This wasn’t very effective to defense, but it holds the village together. The only attacks there were in the village were rare fights between small groups of people, so the village had no need to protect itself from war. The buildings would make a circle with an emptiness in the middle when they were next to each other. In the middle were markets and the penthouse. The penthouse was only occupied by the royal family and the royal servants. That’s where our boys were going.

Outside of the apartments inhabited only a few people. Some were farmers using the dry land they had and others were shoppers trying to buy goods and food made by other Grubbs. Teo and Curtis watched their step, for they didn’t want to step on any of the crops. Some stared at the two. Only those who don’t shop or crop have to have permission of an high authority to go outside. Curtis was the first to get to the door of the penthouse. He knocked on it very hastily. An eye poked through the eye hole for a second and then the door opened creakingly. In the door way was Jezebel, the maid. She was like any Grubb maid. She had modern clothes, like any she-Grubb. Curtis grinned at her and said, "Hello, Jezebel, how are you today?"

She flashed a smile back at him saying. "Hi Curtis. What did you do wrong today and so early, may I add?"

Everybody knew that Curtis isn’t the goody two-shoe kind, in fact he often got in trouble. "Nothing actually. Just a private meeting with the chief,"

Jezebel face had so much curiosity, but without questions, she led the two to the leader. The walls were so interesting in the hallway. There were all sorts cave art and torches on the wall, giving a dark cavern look. There also were little, detailed models of the past leaders. Teo saw one leader he didn’t see in history tablets, which was a baby Grubb. It was to be though that this Grubb was to be the leader, back at Mongo Valley. He was so fantasied that by the art that he bumped into Curtis when they stopped. Jezebel opened the door to the leader and said "Mr. Gizee, the two you wanted?"

The slightly chubby Grubb stood and replied without hesitation, "Yes, let them in." Teo was impressed by the decorations on the wall. There were all sorts of hides on the wall. Chimpunks, Bolamites, and even a couple of Scrabs. This logically meant that the leader was once a proud hunter back in the day.It even showed on the leader. The grubb had seemed like he had suffered a lot as well. There were all sorts of scratches and stitches on his body. His face had wrinkles under his eyes, making him look weary. Teo felt pity for him He sat on a Elum hide pillow and was surrounded by 3 other grubbs. One of them was Will, the leader’s son. Curtis gave a little silent growl to himself. You see, Curtis here was jealous of Will. He always had everything better than Curtis. He was tougher, quicker, and even won over Jezebel. Curtis here liked Jezebel, but she was engaged to Will. Curtis hated Will the most about that fact. Teo grumbled and listened to what the leader had to say.

In a deep voice, Mr. Gizee said, "Well gentlemen, you are here today for an important message I need to give," He leaded forward and gazed in the young Grubbs and whispered, "It is to be believed that from our scouts that Drats are around."

Teo gasped and covered his eyes while Curtis narrowed his eye brows. You see, all Grubbs thought that drats were a fairy tale. Their mothers would always say "Come here this instant or the Drats will get you!", whenever their children disobeyed or were out in the hallways late at night.

Teo whispered back, "But I thought those were only a my-"
Before Teo could continued, Will said impatiently, "They are real and we need to take action," Yet at the very same moment, something else was stirring.

Mudokon Base
6:16 a.m.

"Now students, today we are still focusing on obtaining spirit rings. Remember, search for what you want," said the Tomahawker guide in the outside world. One of the Mudokon pupils was very frustrated in getting this skill down. For over a month now, Hillker has been looking for that source over and over again. He was disappointed that this was a need-to-know strength in saving your race. He always tried and tried again to find the power of destroying explosives. Today was not his day but something entirely different. He kept going into some sort of plain, where the spirits lived, but unable to find his power. Yet he looked forward, and something. The trail of red speaks slithered like a snake on the sand. He kept following the trail until... He saw the it! He saw the power which he shall conquer! He leaped forward and focused and thought "Come, on I need that power. Don’t disappear again." Yet he got the red orb that gave him the power. He had succeeded. Enthusiasm rushed through his veins. Disappointingly, it wasn’t the power he searched for.

His mystic surrounding vanished and were replaced by a desert. He couldn’t move a muscle. He saw before him a Grubb rushing and screaming at the top of his lungs, "HELP!!" He was forced to look up and see a shadow, covering the sun. The whole place just seemed to go dark when the shadow blocked out the sun. When the light came back, the shadow was swooping down onto the ground. It seemed to have wanted to land onto the Grubb. It glided down towards Hillker’s way and then he gasped. A large Drat stood before him and pierced his claws through the Grubb. The Grubb screamed even louder than before as it flew into the air. Suddenly, he was at a village that he knew and loved. And within seconds the village was in blazes. Drats were flying in the air, in circles, and laughing their heads off as if it was the funniest thing there was. Hillker awoke screaming out loud in the real world. His fellow students stared at him very oddly. His teacher knelled before him and said to himself silently, "I should’ve known this would happen."

End of Chapter 1

[Moosh da Outlaw]

Will you be continuing?

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Maybe. I have a lot of stuff going on, and not a whole lot of time for looking on the forums.