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Wow, it's been a long time since my last chapter. But, here it is at last!

****Chapter 10: It's About Time!****

"WAKE UP!"

I woke up with a start. I couldn't have been sleeping very long. I was still tired, and very groggy. My commanding elite was standing in the middle of the small room, gazing at everyone. The other six grunts in the room were awake now, also, although it looked like they were half asleep. I slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes. I could hear the rustling of the other grunts either sitting or standing up out of their beds. After I sat for a few seconds, I slowly stood up. I looked around the room and saw that about half of the other grunts were already standing, and the rest were sitting.

The commanding elite's face seemed to be looking more annoyed as the grunts took their time to stand up. "Stand up NOW!" the elite yelled. Everybody stood up immediately then. A few of the grunts looked startled, and a few of them looked scared. "Follow me," the elite said, calmly. He turned and started walking towards the open door. We all followed him. All of the grunts formed a line and walked single file as we followed the elite.

Melip was walking in front of me. Pel came running up from behind, moved into the spot in the line that was right behind me. The elite led us into the room with the tables on one side, the hallway at one end and the door at the other. It was the room that I had seen myself laying in.

The elite walked over to a pile of seven masks and air tanks. They were the same ones that we were wearing before. The elite picked one up out of the pile, and walked over to one of the grunts in my squad. "From this point on, you will have your own mask and methane tank," the elite explained, while he was fastening the mask and tank to one of the grunts. "Your identification can be found on your mask and tank, and later, your armour." The elite went back over to the pile of tanks and masks and picked up another one. He repeated the process until everybody, including myself, had an air tank and a mask. I was the last one to get them.

"Follow me," the elite instructed once again. Everybody followed him, as he walked towards the door at one end. The door led into a small room, with gray walls, and a strange support in the centre of it. Once everyone was through, the door closed, and I heard the sound of air moving. After a few seconds, the other door opened, revealing one of the hallways with the purple walls.

The sound in the hallway was deafening. I could hear what seemed like every noise possible echoing through the hallways. Some of the noises were from grunts, and some of them were from elites. I couldn't tell what most of the noises were though, but they sounded like other creatures. I wondered if the elites had forced them to leave their homes, too. The elite led us through one hallway after another. All of them looked identical, and they seemed to twist and turn forever.

"I'm worried about what's been happening to you," Pel said in a loud whisper.

"Don't worry," I said, defensively.

"DON'T WORRY!?" Pel screamed back. "You've been passing out and having visions of this that are actually happening in real life! How could nobody worry about that?"

"Didn't you say last night that you thought I was just having dreams?" I replied, mockingly.

"Yeah, I did think that. But what about ‘Don't let them put that in your head, they didn't'"

"On the ceiling, right," I interrupted. "I'm the one that reminded you, remember?" My voice was getting louder.

"You two! QUIET!" the commanding elite shouted from in front of my squad. Both Pel and I instantly quieted down.

My squad's walk continued. It seemed to drag on forever. We seemed to have gone through thousands of doors and hallways. All of them shared the purple and blue colours, and none of them seemed to contain any distinctive markings whatsoever. I tried to shift most of my weight away from my left foot, which was drenched in a dull pain.

Melip sidestepped slightly to his right, then slowed down until he was standing beside me. "If that is a real place you've been going to," he started, "maybe you can bring somebody else with you."

I turned and stared at Melip. I could see Pel's eyes focussing on him, also. His face looked bewildered, and I noticed that mine did, too. I closed my eyes and quickly shook my head, trying to stop myself from staring at Melip.

Before anyone could think of some kind of response for Melip's thought, our elite stopped walking and approached a door that was lit in red. The red light indicated that the door was locked. I wondered why the elite stopped us there, but the door's lights switched to green before I could think of a reason. The door swished open, revealing a small room with chairs along one side, and another door lit in red on the right wall.

Two elites were standing near the door, talking. One of them was leaning on the wall. "It's about time! How long have we been waiting for these implants?"

"Too long," the other elite answered. "20 days since the last shipment got here, and 17 days since they said they were sending more!" Both of the elites sounded annoyed.

"Grunts, sit down on a chair," our elite instructed as he advanced into the room. He neared the other door, and just before he reached it the lights turned green and the door slid open.

My squad and I progressed into the room, and we each selected a chair and sat down on it. Just after I sat down, Melip and Pel sat to my left.

I just sat for a while and looked throughout the room. The two elites that were standing near the door had stopped talking, and were gazing in my squad's direction. Judging by the expression on their faces, something big was about to happen. I started to feel nervous. I was hoping that feeling would have left me alone after I was settled in here, but either that hadn't happened, or I wasn't settled in yet.

I turned to face Pel and Melip after a while. I was just about to open my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted by our commanding elite reemerging through the door.

"Everything is ready in there now," he informed us. "You'll be called in one by one to be prepared for your training." The elite was holding something in his right hand. He raised it in front of his face. It was rectangular, white, and about the same size as his hand. After looking over this object, the elite lowered it again and called out, "Melip!"

Melip jumped, then stood up quickly. That was the first time I had heard an elite call a grunt by their own name. Melip walked towards our commanding elite, and through the open door. One of the other elites followed them, and the door closed behind them. The remaining elite faced the door and walked backwards, until he was right in front if us.

After a few minutes, I heard Melip release a short scream from inside. Moments later, the door opened and he reappeared from the room. He walked over to Pel, and looked directly at him. "They say you next," he said, stupidly. "They put thing in my head. It help my fear."

Pel looked left and right, hesitantly. While Pel was looking at me, I mouthed the words "Idiot, remember?" and pointed at Melip. He nodded. He stood up, slowly, and walked towards the door that Melip had disappeared and reappeared from. I needed to get everyone out of there, and fast.

I had no time to think. I saw that the elite that was still in this room had one of those unusual weapons in his hand. I grabbed onto it and I pulled. The weapon slipped out of the unexpecting elite's hand. The elite turned around and glared at me. I pointed the weapon at the elite's head, and squeezed the centre of it where the elite had been holding it. I jumped as the bursts of blue flew from the end of it and slammed into the elite's face. After a few seconds the elite fell over with a loud, roaring scream. He was dead. I loosened my grip on the weapon, and it stopped. I hesitated, then ran back through the door, into the hallway.

I ran down the hallway. Every so often I glanced behind me. I heard the other two elite's yelling from the room. The door opened, and an elite zoomed out of it. He looked away from me first, then glanced in my direction.

"Get him!" the elite yelled. I ducked behind the corner in the hallway. I heard the elite's weapon, and the blue bursts whooshed by me. I leaned out from behind the wall and shot at the elite. The elite shot back at me, and I ducked back behind the corner. I kept my arm and the weapon aimed around the corner. I heard the elite fall over, and his weapon landed and bounced on the floor.

I stopped shooting, and I peered back around the corner. Another elite was running towards me. He saw me and he shot at me. I whipped my head back around the corner, and I aimed the weapon at the elite, and squeezed it. More blue zoomed out of it, and hopefully towards the elite. I felt a sharp burning, pain in my hand. I screamed and dropped the strange weapon. I fell over, and landed in the hallway's intersection. I could see the elite standing in front of me. He aimed his unusual weapon at me.

I cringed as I heard one of those weapons fire, but it wasn't the elite's. The elite screamed and fell over. The falling body revealed Pel standing on the other side of him, holding one of the strange weapons.

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EDIT:

Oops, posted twice.

[Edited on 05.27.2007 5:04 PM PDT]

  • 05.27.2007 5:01 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Wait, it said chapter 10 is posted, but I don't see it.

  • 05.27.2007 5:02 PM PDT
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I didn't either. It seems that page 3 didn't show up right away.

  • 05.27.2007 5:04 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Oh, ok! Yet another excellent chapter. Pel and the main grunt are in a BIG mess now. I can't wait to see what happens next. Hopefully it won't be another 20 days until the next chapter lol!

That was funny how you worked in how long it's been, too. When the elites were talking about how long it was since the last shipment, which is the same amount of time since the last chapter. And how long it's been since they ordered it, which is the same amount of time since you said you started working on the chapter!

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okay so like is this only for here or are you going to try and get this like published if you can get a permit? Like make the chapters longer and keep working, I loved it.

  • 05.27.2007 5:35 PM PDT
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It's just for here. You really think it's good enough to publish?

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I think it's amazing for fan Fiction. Just add a good amount of detailed paragraphs to make the chapters longer and i bet you can get some published and sold. I'd definately buy it if I could find it.

  • 05.27.2007 5:45 PM PDT

Estne volumen in toga an solum tibi libet me videre?

Nothing suits me like a suit.

Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

yay! go grunt rebels!


Did i spot a 7 reference in the beggining?

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Attach to back of cat always lands on feet......

Result:Antigravity!

I didn't know grunts could be so couragous.

  • 05.28.2007 1:10 AM PDT
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I'd definately buy it if I could find it.Well, this way to don't have to! lol


Did i spot a 7 reference in the beggining?[/quote[Perhaps........


[quote]I didn't know grunts could be so couragous.
Think about this....
Usually, grunts don't speak very well, like Melip was after he left that room. But the ones that were fighting the elites do talk normally........

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Well I would prefer it as a short novel of some kind but it's great work.

  • 05.28.2007 4:43 PM PDT
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That was cool.

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wow i really like this chapter. I like how he is going all rambo, killing two of the elites, and almost killing the third. wow these grunts are good

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Well I would prefer it as a short novel of some kind but it's great work.Thanks. A short novel seems more energy effecient, somehow.


That was cool.Thanks, and if you're saying that now, wait until you read more of it! I've got a lot of plans... Hopefully they turn out well!


wow i really like this chapter. I like how he is going all rambo, killing two of the elites, and almost killing the third. wow these grunts are goodThanks, and if you think they're good now, wait until... well, I can't say yet. ; )


Anyway, I'll start (and hopefully finish) the next chapter tomorrow. Don't worry about the next one taking 20 days. I've made arrangements with a few people that if I don't post chapter 11 by Thursday, they will kick me... somewhere.... every day until it's done.

  • 05.28.2007 7:13 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Yay! Another chapter by Thursday... this week! lol!

I want to know what everybody else thinks about what could happen. I think we should discuss the story itself a bit more.

What does everybody think about that strange place? I think it's just a vision, I don't see anybody else going there with him. But they could probably use to see where the enemies will be, which could really help.

But what was with Melip going into the room and coming out stupid?

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And here's the next instalment!

****Chapter 11: Seeing Double****

I layed motionlessly for a few seconds before I slowly stood back up. I reached for the strange weapon that I had dropped.

"You might want to take that other one," Pel said, softly. I looked up to find him pointing at the weapon that the dead, nearby elite had dropped. "That one didn't shoot as much as the one you were using. They only last so long." He walked over to it, stepping over the elite and around the pool of dark, purple blood that covered the floor. He picked up the weapon and tossed it toward me. I caught the top of it with my left hand, then held onto the centre of the handle with my right one.

"How do you know that these things only last so long?" I asked Pel, right after I caught the weapon.

"I heard those two elites talking about it," Pel replied. "And they call them plasma rifles." Plasma rifle. I made sure I'd remember that.

I glanced back down the hallway toward the room that contained the rest of our squad. There was a grunt's head peeking out of the open doorway. The head quickly disappeared when the grunt noticed that I was looking at him. A short scream followed, and I could hear the door close. I started to quickly walk through the purple and blue hallway toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Pel asked, sounding concerned. He grabbed onto my arm.

"Back in there," I answered, and pointed toward the door. "Maybe if we hurry, we can get back with everybody else before any more elites show up. Maybe they'll think that somebody else did it."

Pel seemed to think about for a moment. Then he released his grasp on my arm and ran toward the other grunts. I followed behind him. Just before we reached the door, I heard another short scream from the other side of it. It was barely audible over our echoing footsteps. The lights on the door sprang back to red. I reached the door, but it refused to open. I banged my hands on the door, and Pel kicked it. That only resulted in a low thud.

"We're not letting you in!" a small sounding, muffled voice said from the other side of the door.

"You very bad! We let you in, you hurt us," Melip's now stupid voice declared.

"No, we won't!" I yelled so that the others could hear me.

"Then why did you do that to the elites?" another voice called back.

I removed my arms from the door and lowered them. I leaned on the door, and Pel moved to the other side of the hallway and sat down, leaning against the wall. "We were protecting you," I said, "from the elites. Look at what they did to Melip! Look at what they did to everybody at home."

"The elites are trying to helping us," the first grunt shouted. "Remember the food that they gave us before we got here? It explained everything."

I sighed and stood up straight again. I was getting more annoyed by the second. I was about to lean on the door again. Instead I whirled around and pounded on the door over and over again. "Open the door!" I yelled. The thought of an infuriated elite running around the corner popped into my mind. I pounded on and kicked the door at the same time. "Open it!"

"Don't!" Pel growled from behind me. He grabbed onto my air tank with both hands and pulled me backwards, away from the door. I struggled to escape from his grasp. I spun around and he let go, stumbling backwards. He bumped into the wall on his way back. We remained almost completely motionless for a few moments. "Are you trying to get more elites to show up?" Pel asked angrily. I didn't answer.

I tried to calm down, and glanced randomly around the hallway. The door was still illuminated in red and the hallway still looked identical to every single other hallway I had seen since I had arrived here. I looked back over to Pel, and I saw that he was staring at one end of the hall. He looked as though he was focussing on an object that was right in front of him, one that I couldn't see.

"What is it?" I asked, quietly.

Pel held up his index finger, signalling to me to be quiet. "Listen," he whispered. I strained to hear whatever microscopic sound Pel heard. I listened, and I heard soft footsteps over the gentle hum of the Truth and Reconciliation.

"They've been here for a while," a deep, booming voice emerged from beyond the end of the hallway. It was an elite. "Do you think anything happened to them?"

"What would happen?" another elite's voice asked. "Who cares about those pathetic grunts anyway? And we can handle ourselves."

Pel turned his head to face me. He gestured with his hands towards the other end of the hallway. Understanding the message he was trying to get across, I nodded. Still facing towards the direction of the elites, I crept backwards. I glanced in the direction I was moving every so often to make sure that I wouldn't collide with anything. I could hear the elites' footsteps gradually getting closer.

I wondered how long it would take them to reach the hallway. At any moment they could turn the corner, and find two dead elites and the two of us, holding stolen plasma rifles. Out of the two elites I had killed, one of them was un armed and caught off guard. The other one was in the middle of an unobstructed hallway and I was hiding around the corner. If those elites found Pel and I here, now, we'd have no chance.

I reached the intersection, and I quickly turned into the adjacent hallway. Pel followed suit. I leaned around the corner slightly, and looked into the other end of the previous hallway. I saw both of the elites emerge from the distant corridor. I turned back around the corner before they could notice me. I looked towards Pel, and I mouthed the words ‘Run'. I turned and ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction - away from the elites.

"Wort! Wort! Wort!" The sound of the surprised elite discovering the dead bodies echoed around the corner. Pel started to run immediately after the sound reached my ears. Our loud footsteps bounced through the hallways. "I hear them!" one of the elites yelled. "Around that corner!" I heard two pairs of heavy footsteps from around the corner. I turned just in time to see two elites rush into the intersection from their hallway.

The elites aimed their plasma rifles in our direction. Bursts of bright blue plasma was released from the both rifles, and they sped towards us. I reached another intersection, and I dived around the corner into another hallway. I scrambled to climb to my feet, just as I heard Pel's plasma rifle from the other side of the intersection firing back at the two elites. I leaned around the corner and saw the two elites charging towards us. I sent a second stream of plasma bursts back at them. The elites ducked down to avoid the burning bursts of death.

"Pel! Now!" I yelled. Pel ran and dove across the intersection, over to my side. The elites shot back in our direction when they saw him dive.

I hastily examined the three directions we could travel next. Two of the hallways, including the one that Pel had been standing in, was short and led to a locked door. The one I was standing in had another locked door at the other end. We were trapped.

"Where do we go?" I yelled. I leaned back around the corner and shot at the two elites. Pel held his plasma rifle out from behind me and fired blindly at them.

"Let me look!" Pel yelled. He ran deeper into the hallway, and looked around for any possible escape route.

I felt a surge of intense heat near my hand. I dropped the plasma rifle to the floor. I looked at it, and I saw bright blue flames seeping out from the top of it.

"What happened?" Pel yelled from the centre of the hallway.

"I think this plasma rifle overheated or something!" I yelled back. I looked at the plasma rifle. The flames had stopped. I reached for it.

"Look out!" Pel yelled.

An elite jumped out from around the corner and aimed his plasma rifle at me. I clambered to get away from him. Bursts of plasma flew towards me. I sidestepped to my right, but the elite's aim followed me, and two of the plasma bolts collided with my arm. Another burst hit me in the chest. I screamed out in pain, and I started to fall over.

"Duck!" Pel yelled. I ducked, and managed to turn my head around to look at Pel. He lifted up a small blue sphere. He squeezed the centre of it, and it began to emit a bright blue glow. I turned back towards the elite, and saw him gaze towards Pel. The blue glowing sphere zoomed over my head, and landed on the elite. I recognized the sphere as a grenade, so I jumped out of the way, and moved to the other side of the support beam in the hallway's intersection. The grenade detonated, and the elite was killed. The other elite charged forward once more.

"Through here!" Pel yelled. I turned and I saw him holding open a small grate in the wall. I ran towards him, clutching my arm. I heard the elite step out into the intersection. Pel lifted his plasma rifle towards the elite. Before he could shoot, I heard a plasma rifle from behind me fire. I threw myself to the ground in an attempt to dodge the elite's shots.

I heard the elite scream in pain, and fall over onto the ground. He was dead. Confused, Pel walked over to the intersection, to find out what sort of being was responsible for ending that foul elite's life. I stood back up, and I turned around. I found that Pel was staring into the nearby hallway with a look of awe and shock on his face. I ran towards him. When I reached the intersection, I could see what Pel was staring it.

Right in front of Pel, holding a plasma rifle, stood an exact duplicate of Pel.

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WE ARE SPECTRES

this is really poorly written, good story and plot, just poorly expressed

  • 05.29.2007 7:55 PM PDT

Estne volumen in toga an solum tibi libet me videre?

Nothing suits me like a suit.

Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

Posted by: Heartless Mage
this is really poorly written, good story and plot, just poorly expressed


what are you talking about? this is awesome

  • 05.29.2007 7:56 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Posted by: Heartless Mage
this is really poorly written, good story and plot, just poorly expressed

Hmmm... This came from somebody who has the word "Heartless" in their name, and "You are not worthy" in their signature.

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First question- Where did Pel get the plasma gernade?
Second- Why did the elite shoot at the main charcter and not hit him?
Third- What is the main charcters name?

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Grunty rebelion


Nice job
Keep em coming

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what are you talking about? this is awesomeGrunty rebelion


Nice job
Keep em coming
Thanks. It's always great to hear those kinds of comments. : )



this is really poorly written, good story and plot, just poorly expressedI'm glad you like the story and plot, at least. What do you think I need to do to improve it, though?



Posted by: Heartless Mage
this is really poorly written, good story and plot, just poorly expressed
Hmmm... This came from somebody who has the word "Heartless" in their name, and "You are not worthy" in their signature.
lol


First question- Where did Pel get the plasma gernade?Pel would have probably picked it up from one of the dead elites. Particularily, the first elite that was killed. The main character ran out of that room, but Pel stayed there until the other two elites ran out too. This gave Pel plenty of time to grab some grenades. Or, maybe there is more to Pel than meets the eye.


Second- Why did the elite shoot at the main charcter and not hit him?The elite did hit him. Then Pel threw the grenade.


Third- What is the main charcters name?I'll never tell! Maw! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

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this is exelent im going to copy and past a copy to print out when your done tell me and ill e-mail you a copy incase you haven't been keeping a set for your self but there has to be a place were you can post this as a book or string of pages at least keep up the good work

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Attach to back of cat always lands on feet......

Result:Antigravity!

If you ever decide to make another fan-fic you should do it from the Jackal's point of view.......or the drones.

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